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her tales amaze you, but until it occurs first hand you never know the fury that may be wrought.

I was graced with the prescience of my cousin StryxDomina this weekend. It was a very awesome visitation. We explored many parts of Manhattan I have yet to see as per post before, but today was to be her last half day in NYC. She had plans. Mainly to go to NYC and see wall street during a work day. Apparently her phone had plans also. Those plans didn’t involve being charged up nice and ready for extensive discourse.

-> point of reference, she asked me why she seemed to attract conservative men and I wish I had had presence of mind to alert her to the fact that going to wall street wasn’t the best way to not attract conservative men. Just a post thought.

So we decided the best route would be to get my landlord to buzz her in and leave my apartment door unlocked so she could into the house and retrieve her bags. OH my. Little did we know we have a third party that has equal access to our apartment. He has been recently in a contest for Queen. I forgot he comes into our apartment and washes his clothes. I forgot. I sooooo should have left a note to maintain the unlocked status of the door. But I did not. Stryx’s travel luck is such that the door was locked. I gave her my keys to get into the apartment. So now as we speak she is racing back to my home and grab her belongings, then she is going to race to LGA and hopefully catch her plane that is supposed to be leaving the airport at 5:03.

I’m hopeful, but I’m also on contingency mode.

But of course there is no real way for me to know if she didn’t make it to the plane because she doesn’t have a fully charged cell phone, unless she borrows someone else’s phone to make the call.

I feel bad, had I thought more in advance I’d have remembered to write a note for our next door neighbor. But I did not.

That is a lot of failure’s in a row. Stryx is bad luck when it comes to traveling. Remind me never to plan a trip to Europe with her ;).

Michelle came to visit. We spent a majority of today walking. I took her on my aimless catch everything tour. We went to NYC via PATH to 33rd street and walked from there to times square, then to rockefeller center, stopped at some places and did a little last minute shopping, then aimlessly meandered through central park, paying homage to frozen lakes, alice visiting from wonderland, an egyptian obelisk, and other various sights on a path that was destined to bring us to the guggenheim. Then we made our way back.

Most disturbing image: A statue of a woman with the skin of half her head on down to her privates ripped off. She was pregnant so you saw the child in the womb.

Most memorable sight: An obelisk brought all the way from Egypt. one huge chunk of sandy material.

After returning home from this expedition, I ended up getting home in time to go to a friend of our’s holiday party. It was fun. There were a lot of people there i did not know. It was highly enjoyable. After minor political discourse, in which i was sorely able to contribute, We began breaking into our own groups. Mat and I talked about DnD for a bit. He was a bit concerned about my new character and what i’ve been thinking about playing. That talk lasted a bit. I told him my character ideas. He thought up a few quirks himself. But then the fun began. Mat and a few friends began talking about television which caused me to exit the room and i was thrust into a discourse about current day films.

It was great. We were talking about various movies all over the spectrum. Kung fu fighting for some reason was one of the wavelengths of movie type discussed. I didn’t really participate in that portion of the discourse.

We moved from the invariably great films of our modern day like fight club, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, momento, etc into more eclectic movies that are good and new and not necessarily accepted like saddest music in the world, spring summer fall winter and spring, etc.. I’m rambling at this point.

It was a good night. I enjoyed the discussion. Didn’t feel out of place at all. It was awesome. No one pointed out my lack of alcoholic beverage which was nice.

“…”
You are THE LONE WOLF.
Armageddon hasn’t affected you as much as it has
other people. In fact you quite enjoy this dead
new world as there are less people around to
bother you or tell you what to do. Although you
might join a group for a while, your loyalty is
only to yourself and at a whim you’re likely to
take off again. It’s a lonely life but it’s one
that you’re happy with.
Typical skills: Bushcraft, ability to consume
massive amounts of alcohol.
In your free time you: Hone your paranoia.
Chances of survival: Low (you have to sleep
sometime)
Secondary class: THE SCOUT

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On Sunday i commited Seppuko. It is a long story, but suffice it to say there was several other deaths in conjunction to mine. It is just my lord died right before my eyes and i was fluttering around the head of an embecile. What can a man do after your lord is utterly destroyed.

shed your armor and sheath the dagger in it’s home.

Now i need to design a new destiny, but first lets look in a few more windows.

I watched a moving castle a couple days ago, Howl’s to be exact. That was very japanese. The storyline was very well written. Beautiful artwork, like usual. The ideas flowed, but were not neccessarily cohesive. I can honestly say i enjoyed the aspects of the film though.

And a couple minutes ago i finished a beautiful film, the title is mirror mask. Jim Hennson…….. all i have to say is they are my god. Their set design work in that film demonstrates a beauty i’ve not seen in a long time, apparently all they need is an artist with a vision to make it work. Apparenlty if they are given a style, nothing stops them. The concept was designed by Neil Gaimen and Dave McKean. Comic buffs should recognize both of those names. Literary snobs should loathe the first. Dave McKean’s artistic vision is poigniant. I love it.

Ok here i go, Neil Gaimen’s script was not horrible. That is the most i can say about it. It comes down to this, He has a type and sticks with it. He isn’t the best idea creator, but manipulator he is a genius of a sorts, if a genius can be qualified as one who manipulates other ideas?. In the end, the script didn’t fail the movie. It did what it was supposed to do. Sure sure, you say it is the alice in wonderland story retold…. the labrynth story retold… the story of OZ … retold… and i tell you yes…. you are right. He even ressurrects mythology’s riddles and shoves them back to us. The question i have is this, wasn’t a storyteller’s main job to alter the tales of the past to conform to today? If so he is a masterwork storyteller, not a writer, not a literary scholar, just a story-teller. AND his story wasn’t bad, in fact it was good. It succeeded in all the other stories, his translation wasn’t bad at all. not at all.

The film was very artistically done. I want the DVD now, but it doesn’t come out on dvd till february……. right.. feburary.

soooo my new life… i think i’m going to be a gnostic….. yes…. a gnostic… perhaps a seeker… that sounds interesting… focus my life on finding the truth.

My office has been commandeered. I’m residing outside my office. I do not have much work I need to do, because we have gotten very few drafts back from partners. I am just sitting here. Lucky to be sitting I guess, DN left early today so his desk was free. I could be twiddling my fingers standing up. I AM SO BORED!

so let me think of something to do.

Ah HAH! there is a year’s worth of time after your license expires for you to get it renewed. I had a year long grace period. After a year I need to take the whole test again, but now I have until 2009. I was looking at my brand new stamped driver’s license and came to a realization:

we are in the future.

Some how some-way we have used a time machine to go into the future. I have documents detailing dates like 2009. Two thousand and fucking nine. my god. This is the future that previous telepaths and fortune tellers have been predicting.

It isn’t as I had imagined. isn’t there a song that asks, “where are all the flying cars?” I’m a generation behind, but 2009 was always my date for the future. it was always the “wow I wonder what life will be like then” kind of year for me.

oh well. to each his/her own.

yes you just heard me proclaim myself to a deity and call him my own. Today is my birthday, and i was just given the most perfect birthday present in the world. Somehow Mary got my birthday a plane ticket up here. He is sleeping in the guest bedroom right now. I’m so out of it.

they are some devious fucks let me tell you. She led me to believe she had gotten me an xbox 360, this surpasses that by far. i’ll let her tell you the whole “mind fuck” story. let me just say this. I was on the phone with trey about to get him to buy a graphics card for my christmas present to him, so we could play WoW together, most of yesterday. little did i know he was in airports and taxi’s talking to me. Oh my god when walked into the door. I feel like i’m on Oprah 😉 or something. that’s sad, the only description of my place is using pop television.

I love mary so much, this was such a big fucking surprise. I’ve called my boss and told him that I am not coming in to work. I said trey isn’t going to be down here long and i don’t have any urgent reason to come into work today.

Well friends and family, welcome to my day in hell. I’ve gotten clogged in the lines of beurocracy.

Friday is my birthday, which means two very important deadlines come about.

First: After Friday, I will be able to rent vehicles from rental agencies without paying an under age penalty fee. WHEE!
Secondly: I need to renew my driver’s license, preferably attain a New Jersey driver’s license.

See the dilemma yet? let me lay it out for you. If I don’t renew my license, I can’t rent a car.
here comes the kicker, I can’t renew/transfer my driver’s license because I do not have a primary form of identification. WHAA!?! PRIMARY FORM OF IDENTIFICATION?!? Oh and out of state driver’s licenses are not considered primary forms of identification. Apparently the only primary form of identification I qualify for is the good ole official copy of your birth certificate. I don’t have one of those anymore. Rita came and took it from me. SO! what is a man to do?

I know I Know… fly down to Lafayette Louisiana, talk to the hospital that gave birth to me those 25 beautiful years ago, and get an “Official Copy”. Too bad I’m broke. So what use is a driver’s license? OHhhh right I cannot get on an airplane with a plane ticket I purchased because my “picture id” will be out of date……………. SOOOooooooo I’m fucked.

want to hear some more catch 22s?

So we got this holiday coming up called Christmas. I currently make just enough money to maintain all my bills and eat paycheck to paycheck. I was planning on getting a better job BEFORE Christmas so I could maintain my previous quota for gift giving, but after purchasing the flights to Louisiana and with my brother’s visit scheduled for after Christmas my slush fund for presents has deteriorated severely. SO I do in fact get a job before Christmas, but it starts so late in December that I will not receive a check before Christmas. In fact I will not receive a check before the beginning of the next month which is when rent is due. So so so so so… Christmas unf will be small and quaint. I hope my family understands that my presence (sp?) is one of my presents to them.

Oh well other then those two little quirks I’m doing very well. Michelle is coming up on the 16th. I’m excited.

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Sixth Level of Hell – The City of Dis

You approach Satan’s wretched city where you behold a wide plain surrounded by iron walls. Before you are fields full of distress and torment terrible. Burning tombs are littered about the landscape. Inside these flaming sepulchers suffer the heretics, failing to believe in God and the afterlife, who make themselves audible by doleful sighs. You will join the wicked that lie here, and will be offered no respite. The three infernal Furies stained with blood, with limbs of women and hair of serpents, dwell in this circle of Hell.