Yes ma'am.  Yes sir.

     Every year, the same pointless procedure: we roll back an hour, we move forward an hour.  It's perhaps the worse idea invented by man, ever.  If we roll back only to go forward again six months later, why bother?  Why not just assume tomorrow at 1pm that hey, it's really just 12pm.  Would that hurt anyone?  No.  Does altering the time hurt people?  Yes.  I've just lost an hour of my life -- an hour I could've spent sleeping.

Thanks.

     Today I found an untapped resource that time and technology has apparently not surpassed: Half-Life Deathmatch.  I had the most fun playing that game today for 30 minutes than I've had playing Counter-Strike in a long, long time.  Nothing's changed in the 3 or so years since I'd played, and I haven't lost a thing.

/connect 68.96.5.163:27015, thank you.

     After months and months of extended research, I no longer feel that Counter-Strike is a game of skill.  Quite the opposite, in fact, it's a game of twisted coincidental luck.  Which  mocks every shred of my existence.  This evening for example, I start out with a 2:8 ratio.  That basically means that I am doing the worst that anyone could possibly do.  So I decide to switch servers to where the BFC is playing.  I start out doing very well.  A solid 17:9 ratio.  Obviously my luck/karma/what have you is stronger than most playing on the server.  However the tides shift when I hit 17:10.  Luke had joined the server, as well as the opposite team.  He thought it'd be cute for his first round to find me, kill me, and then immediately die.  As if he was seeking some sort of revenge against me.  Sickening.  Truly.

     In my future I plan on phasing out the Counter-Strike in my life (drewmedia, you're lucky -- you have an excuse).  I fucking hate it to no end, but I find myself playing it day and night.  I think I'll just buy a new motherboard so that I can work Tony Hawk 3 and play it 24/7.

     Sharon's been gone for a day now.  Sucks.  I no longer look forward to bed.  Although, if you asked her, she'd say otherwise.  I failed to mention the fact that she got glasses last week.  Quite the addition, if you ask me.  I prefer them on.

     I started playing FF7 tonight.  I figured that I'd put in a few hours each night and be done with it in 2-3 weeks.  It can only only bring me closer to Luke if I do.

     I went out around 8:00 tonight to take some pictures.  Armed with only 16mb of memory due to the fact that I left the other 256mb at home, I pretty much got shit photographs.  All 20 of them -- shit.  Hopefully the weather will be perfect again tomorrow night and I'll waste another hour or two of my time getting a "Curve" photo that I won't likely submit.  The craving for another ribbon has overtaken my body, 2 just don't cut it.