Do it Live!

Well, howdy ho, internet denizens!

Ugh, my eyes feel so tired right now, but I think it is me being tired from going to the gym, so that's a good thing.
I did 3 days, propbably won't go tomorrow, but that's good. I'm on a roll. The first half of this year I went at least 12 days a month, I was really doing great... then I moved and just hit a wall. Now, a tad bit flabby, i am trying to get back into the swing of things. so far? meh.
needs work.

I am swimming in a sea of videogaming goodness right now, which is great, but work has been hectic, and my ever growing to-read pile is becoming menacing. If I am found in a bloody heap of papercuts, the books have won.

I am pretty much done with my comic book habit. I hate to be, but I can't afford the damn things, and ever since Spidey made a deal with the devil, I haven't been able to look a comic book in the eyes.

Oh, I'm still the nerd you all know and love, I promise you that.

I saw Smashing Pumpkins a few wweeks ago, thanks to a friend at work having an extra ticket. I was very impressed with how rock-starry Billy Corgan was. I mean, sure he plays off this winey, emo grandaddy bald-headed guy, but underneath it, he knew what he was doing. He posed with the guitar.

It was exactly what I wanted.

I've recently found out that two porn stars are living in Philly (I'm guessing there are more) Stoya, and Gina Lynn (who opened a clothing store in King of Prussia). I have no idea why this fact fascinates me so, but it really does.

My house is a total mess, I need to do some serious cleaning - never a strong suit with me.

On the other hand, my cooking has been pretty good recently... why, I even have Saurbrauten marinating in the fridge as we speak! Not sure how it will turn out, but I can't think about it without feeling a vast sense of nationalistic pride.

Ok, that's it for me. Lusts: Diora Baird, the next George R.R. Martin book, a gaming group to do some serious board gaming with, a new Burton snowboard (the Love series... this years have Playmates on them), a shotgun...

yes, a shotgun. Recently we have been going to this place called Lehigh Valley Sporting clays when I am visiting the family. It's awesome. It's in an old cement factory and quarry, and the traps are set in the trees... suddenly a clay pigeon will fly out over the water... then get obliterated to tiny fragments from the pure firepower of cold steel within my sturdy grasp.

ok, so most of the clay pigeons go unharmed... but I'm getting better!

later!