I guess it's not done.
Oliver's also extremely fed up with people begging him for beta, so let's let him have his time.
;D
Monday, October 5, 2009
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Frankly, m'dear, I don't give a damn.
Soooo bussssyyyyy
It looks like the last couple of days has seen a sharp influx of homework from school, and a sharp influx of suckups in PMS.
But I cbf with that, because I have reunited with my long-lost love- MAGIC CARDS!
WHEEEEEEEEEEEE
It looks like the last couple of days has seen a sharp influx of homework from school, and a sharp influx of suckups in PMS.
But I cbf with that, because I have reunited with my long-lost love- MAGIC CARDS!
WHEEEEEEEEEEEE
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Ozymandius
"I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away."
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away."
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
School again
Is painful.
Regardless of whether or not I'll have enough time to go in-game and play, I'll always have bits and pieces of random time, so I'll continue to code anyhow.
Precalculus and chemistry honors are death, just as advertised. Second day of school- three hours of homework.
Regardless of whether or not I'll have enough time to go in-game and play, I'll always have bits and pieces of random time, so I'll continue to code anyhow.
Precalculus and chemistry honors are death, just as advertised. Second day of school- three hours of homework.
Monday, August 24, 2009
School
Started today.
Will play PokeMS less now.
However, will work on more coding in spare time.
That is all.
If I decide to resign, I'll post my decision here first.
Depends on how this first week shapes out.
Will play PokeMS less now.
However, will work on more coding in spare time.
That is all.
If I decide to resign, I'll post my decision here first.
Depends on how this first week shapes out.
Friday, August 21, 2009
School
Starts monday.
Busy I will be with Chem Honors, Precal Honors, and Chinese AP.
In game I will not be often.
Considering resigning from GM I am, as I have little time to pursue my duty. Like Dan. Except he's in what, 8th grade, and I'm a sophomore, which is part 1/2 of the YEARS THAT COUNT.
I'll likely take a break from all things fun this year until I've established shipshape conditions. Unless somehow I go godly homework powerz and own all the homework like nothing and whoop everybody at badminton and still have time to play.
Later then.
Busy I will be with Chem Honors, Precal Honors, and Chinese AP.
In game I will not be often.
Considering resigning from GM I am, as I have little time to pursue my duty. Like Dan. Except he's in what, 8th grade, and I'm a sophomore, which is part 1/2 of the YEARS THAT COUNT.
I'll likely take a break from all things fun this year until I've established shipshape conditions. Unless somehow I go godly homework powerz and own all the homework like nothing and whoop everybody at badminton and still have time to play.
Later then.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Oily Dodge and C++
Trig test today, hope I passed.
*Knocks on wood, crosses fingers, butchers a rabbit for feet*
My current projects are
Oily Dodge (which Oliver doesn't care about, unfortunately :P)
C++
Oily Dodge is a game project. A simple dodging minigame. Just did version 1.2, introducing the Oily Nuke and a hidden hack sequence (type the right phrase and you'll unlock life-refills).
C++ wise I'm just trying to better my programming all-around. I'm also doing a simple program for noobs where they enter their IGN, ban reason, GM who banned them, and how much they love their server. They press Generate and...
1...
2...
Poof!
Noob got an instant Ban Appeal!
If any of those noobs use it our Ban Appeals should be a lot more legible.
That's it for now. Kip out.
*Knocks on wood, crosses fingers, butchers a rabbit for feet*
My current projects are
Oily Dodge (which Oliver doesn't care about, unfortunately :P)
C++
Oily Dodge is a game project. A simple dodging minigame. Just did version 1.2, introducing the Oily Nuke and a hidden hack sequence (type the right phrase and you'll unlock life-refills).
C++ wise I'm just trying to better my programming all-around. I'm also doing a simple program for noobs where they enter their IGN, ban reason, GM who banned them, and how much they love their server. They press Generate and...
1...
2...
Poof!
Noob got an instant Ban Appeal!
If any of those noobs use it our Ban Appeals should be a lot more legible.
That's it for now. Kip out.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
The Problem
Greed.
Greed in itself is a perfectly understandable virtue. Without it, there would likely be no homo sapiens sapiens today. Thanks to this need to keep all the good stuff for ourselves (see: food), humans would live to see another day, rather than starve in the dirt like their less fortunate relatives, neanderthals.
However, that was the Stone Age. This is the Digital Age. That was the advent of the wheel. This is multi core, hyperthreading. That was a struggle for food. This is a walk down the street to the supermarket. (If that's not possible where you live, I'm rather surprised that you have a computer and internet at all.)
The problem is, at our explosive rate of growth (Middle Ages to Industrial Revolution to Spaceflight to Personal Computing to The Cloud in 500 years), evolution just can't keep up. So we still feel the need to whore everything.
This is what I'm getting to.
The problem.
With.
The world.
As we know it.
Part of my job as a GM, along with all the others', is to host events. Basically give out Pokeballs and other prizes to bolster the economy and keep player morale high. The irony of this is that, in a human moment of pure avarice, people want more. More. Moar. MORE MOREMOARMORARERMOAREPLSPLSPLSPLS!!!!
LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE!
I witnessed this firsthand when I was given chickens by System in SMS v62. For those who don't know the story, here it is in a nutshell:
I was the only player in v62 beta, non-GM. System gave me 100k chickens to test all the NPCs with. When I was done, I had 60k left. I held events. I grew paranoid, because it seemed everyone knew I was mysteriously rich. I gave half my Chickens to Eminize. He betrayed me. I was banned.
(Betrayal is a crime of the highest order. I will neither forgive nor forget you, and I no longer trust anyone, thanks to you, Phil.)
What I learned during this though, was that people can never get enough, and never enough to their own advantage either. When I was hosting events, people absolutely loved me. I was a hero. More events pls! More chicken pls! Pls has more! Where you get chicken? I wan chicken! Give pls!
So, with my incredible generosity, I gave.
When I was banned, I thought that all those who I had supported and helped, through funding, smegas, training, might return and help me instead.
I got a reaction more like: "nub gtfo now."
"who is this guy"
From one of the people who had buddied me and constantly reminded me how incredible I was for helping him: "I think that he went way too far with this, giving thousands of chickens to everybody like that, and he should leave now." (Thousands? More like 10. Way to hop on the bandwagon)
Anyhow, I left, disgusted with the way the community was at the point. Beyond repair. And nothing I could do. Naive me, thinking generosity and benevolence could solve problems.
Fastforward a bit. Ryan is now complaining to me that people who loved him and his events turned away to Hewson when Hewson hosted easier ones for more prizes.
To combat this, I see two clear options:
1) Terminate events altogether
2) Reign in the community with a standard of Event Rules.
I remember my early days in SMS, mostly Nick's epic event hosting, and so I cannot let my beloved events go. Thus, I call together all the GMs to set a rule of events, so we won't have *coughTimmycough* certain GMs giving ridiculous prizes, causing others who give reasonable prizes to be seen as inferior, in their greedy little eyes.
That is all.
Greed in itself is a perfectly understandable virtue. Without it, there would likely be no homo sapiens sapiens today. Thanks to this need to keep all the good stuff for ourselves (see: food), humans would live to see another day, rather than starve in the dirt like their less fortunate relatives, neanderthals.
However, that was the Stone Age. This is the Digital Age. That was the advent of the wheel. This is multi core, hyperthreading. That was a struggle for food. This is a walk down the street to the supermarket. (If that's not possible where you live, I'm rather surprised that you have a computer and internet at all.)
The problem is, at our explosive rate of growth (Middle Ages to Industrial Revolution to Spaceflight to Personal Computing to The Cloud in 500 years), evolution just can't keep up. So we still feel the need to whore everything.
This is what I'm getting to.
The problem.
With.
The world.
As we know it.
Part of my job as a GM, along with all the others', is to host events. Basically give out Pokeballs and other prizes to bolster the economy and keep player morale high. The irony of this is that, in a human moment of pure avarice, people want more. More. Moar. MORE MOREMOARMORARERMOAREPLSPLSPLSPLS!!!!
LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE!
I witnessed this firsthand when I was given chickens by System in SMS v62. For those who don't know the story, here it is in a nutshell:
I was the only player in v62 beta, non-GM. System gave me 100k chickens to test all the NPCs with. When I was done, I had 60k left. I held events. I grew paranoid, because it seemed everyone knew I was mysteriously rich. I gave half my Chickens to Eminize. He betrayed me. I was banned.
(Betrayal is a crime of the highest order. I will neither forgive nor forget you, and I no longer trust anyone, thanks to you, Phil.)
What I learned during this though, was that people can never get enough, and never enough to their own advantage either. When I was hosting events, people absolutely loved me. I was a hero. More events pls! More chicken pls! Pls has more! Where you get chicken? I wan chicken! Give pls!
So, with my incredible generosity, I gave.
When I was banned, I thought that all those who I had supported and helped, through funding, smegas, training, might return and help me instead.
I got a reaction more like: "nub gtfo now."
"who is this guy"
From one of the people who had buddied me and constantly reminded me how incredible I was for helping him: "I think that he went way too far with this, giving thousands of chickens to everybody like that, and he should leave now." (Thousands? More like 10. Way to hop on the bandwagon)
Anyhow, I left, disgusted with the way the community was at the point. Beyond repair. And nothing I could do. Naive me, thinking generosity and benevolence could solve problems.
Fastforward a bit. Ryan is now complaining to me that people who loved him and his events turned away to Hewson when Hewson hosted easier ones for more prizes.
To combat this, I see two clear options:
1) Terminate events altogether
2) Reign in the community with a standard of Event Rules.
I remember my early days in SMS, mostly Nick's epic event hosting, and so I cannot let my beloved events go. Thus, I call together all the GMs to set a rule of events, so we won't have *coughTimmycough* certain GMs giving ridiculous prizes, causing others who give reasonable prizes to be seen as inferior, in their greedy little eyes.
That is all.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
So I herd u liek
Busy lately. School starts in a week, so I have to wrap up these book reports and prep for my Trig test.
MUST WIN.
Failed at badminton, but it's okay, WILL WORK HARD FOR NEXT TIME!
News in brief, really must finish news.
Oliver's blog is funny, insightful, RAGE, and badly grammared.
I will make another game maker game. This time even more AWSUM RIGHT? But cheesy. Ideas later.
Eh...
brain block, trying to work on this report ATM.
WILL ADD MORE WHEN I FINISH. GRARGH THIS.
Ohyeah and my NPC coding +1 Level, now can do Math.random!
MUST WIN.
Failed at badminton, but it's okay, WILL WORK HARD FOR NEXT TIME!
News in brief, really must finish news.
Oliver's blog is funny, insightful, RAGE, and badly grammared.
I will make another game maker game. This time even more AWSUM RIGHT? But cheesy. Ideas later.
Eh...
brain block, trying to work on this report ATM.
WILL ADD MORE WHEN I FINISH. GRARGH THIS.
Ohyeah and my NPC coding +1 Level, now can do Math.random!
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
I was never good at chess.
However, if I'm right, which is a 45% chance, then I have figured you out, Oliver. Winnar.
If I'm just being paranoid, then I'd rather be paranoid than a wanted man.
Victory for intellect.
Congratulations to all the new GMs. You are all part of the plot as well.
Ask yourself this, however:
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? Wise words from a wise man.
If I'm just being paranoid, then I'd rather be paranoid than a wanted man.
Victory for intellect.
Congratulations to all the new GMs. You are all part of the plot as well.
Ask yourself this, however:
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? Wise words from a wise man.
Kira
In the spirit of the awesomesauce that I discovered yesterday that is Death Note I have named all of my Pokemon KIRA, just to annoy the people that I battle.
I still lose.
._.
Haven't posted since gettings texts, because I'm so busy texting two people in particular. However, my smart phone is so smart that its battery will die after about 8 hours. IDLE.
IDLE.
SCREEN BLACK, SITTING THERE HALF ASSED.
So I get 4 hours to text each day.
And you poopers don't reply.
Pros:
Convenient
IM anywhere
Unlimited ;D
Burky the Duck
Cons:
Battery fail
Failure to get numbers
Failure to be sarcastic
Failure.
Tomorrow's another big day... of badminton.
I hope to generate more ridiculous events as time comes. If I can secure the help of ne'erdogooder killjoy Mr. Tan, we can have an Oddball event.
To outline:
At the beginning of the event, everyone is warped to a PvP map. A GM in the map (in hide) will drop a Skull somewhere. The Skull does not timeout.
Players kill each other. Hilarity ensues.
You cannot leave the map while holding ze Skull. When you die, you can revive yourself in the map, but you lose the Skull. After death there is a 10 second wait, but Skull drop is immediate.
Basically I just need an etc that looks like a skull that drops when its owner dies, and can't be held anywhere outside this map. Oh yeah, and when someone picks up the Skull, a timer will start at the top of the map, counting down from 5 minutes. When it hits 0, all players but the person with the Skull die, and Mr. or Ms. Skull gets a prize. n_n (Got that from Shirley, whaddya know)
If you are holding the Skull, and the time left is, say, 10 seconds, and you die, timer stops. D:
Someone steals it. Five minutes again.
So yeah, these events could drag out. But still, imagine the fun of killing people and getting the Skull and desperately running away. This is going to be a big map.
Just an idea now... u_u (backwards n_n ?)
But if killjoys don't shoot it down I think it'd be great fun. What fun, chap, I do say.
I still lose.
._.
Haven't posted since gettings texts, because I'm so busy texting two people in particular. However, my smart phone is so smart that its battery will die after about 8 hours. IDLE.
IDLE.
SCREEN BLACK, SITTING THERE HALF ASSED.
So I get 4 hours to text each day.
And you poopers don't reply.
Pros:
Convenient
IM anywhere
Unlimited ;D
Burky the Duck
Cons:
Battery fail
Failure to get numbers
Failure to be sarcastic
Failure.
Tomorrow's another big day... of badminton.
I hope to generate more ridiculous events as time comes. If I can secure the help of ne'erdogooder killjoy Mr. Tan, we can have an Oddball event.
To outline:
At the beginning of the event, everyone is warped to a PvP map. A GM in the map (in hide) will drop a Skull somewhere. The Skull does not timeout.
Players kill each other. Hilarity ensues.
You cannot leave the map while holding ze Skull. When you die, you can revive yourself in the map, but you lose the Skull. After death there is a 10 second wait, but Skull drop is immediate.
Basically I just need an etc that looks like a skull that drops when its owner dies, and can't be held anywhere outside this map. Oh yeah, and when someone picks up the Skull, a timer will start at the top of the map, counting down from 5 minutes. When it hits 0, all players but the person with the Skull die, and Mr. or Ms. Skull gets a prize. n_n (Got that from Shirley, whaddya know)
If you are holding the Skull, and the time left is, say, 10 seconds, and you die, timer stops. D:
Someone steals it. Five minutes again.
So yeah, these events could drag out. But still, imagine the fun of killing people and getting the Skull and desperately running away. This is going to be a big map.
Just an idea now... u_u (backwards n_n ?)
But if killjoys don't shoot it down I think it'd be great fun. What fun, chap, I do say.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Unlimited
Unlimited texting plan + new keyboard phone = TEXT RAGE.
JOYCE. PREPARE TO BE SPAMMED SO HARD THAT YOU'LL SPONTANEOUSLY EVOLVED FROM BULBASAUR INTO VENUSAUR.
AND EVERYONE ELSE WHO I CAN GET THE PHONE NUMBER OF- WATCH OUT TOO.
JOYCE. PREPARE TO BE SPAMMED SO HARD THAT YOU'LL SPONTANEOUSLY EVOLVED FROM BULBASAUR INTO VENUSAUR.
AND EVERYONE ELSE WHO I CAN GET THE PHONE NUMBER OF- WATCH OUT TOO.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Queers
I've been reading other PMS players' blogs, and something strikes me.
With the exception of Dan, they are all formatted to be as artsy fartsy impossible to navigate as possible.
Tim has bars. BARS. GODDAMN, MAN. AT LEAST LABEL THEM.
Josie had phrases. Like (let me give examples, these weren't hers)
Fettucini (would link to chatbox)
Sunshine rays on the moon~ (archives)
Grass grows like <3s (links) ((that makes sense?)) (((Pulling these out of my butt)))
offkorse. (blog posts on one subject)
Me: -__-
Also. What is up with everyone going "I am 14/15 years [slashed out]old[/slashed out][i]young[/i].
HOLY FRAK, PEOPLE. WHEN YOU GO TO A JOB INTERVIEW, AND THEY ASK HOW OLD YOU ARE, YOU DON'T SAY "Sir, I am 20 years YOUNG." You go in straight up and proudly say, "I AM 20 YEARS OLD, GOOD SIRE, MAKING ME MORE MATURE THAN THOSE PETERPANS."
Not claiming to be mature-er, but I'm in a gear-grinding mood.
You know what else grinds my gears?
The Minefield map. I love it, don't get me wrong. I love the event that I made up and is epically fun to watch and epically frustrating to play. But when I warp all, half the people end up on top and I have to !warphere them INDIVIDUALLY. HOLY CRAP, MAN.
And I still need some NPCs to do. I'm getting bored again. Also, I want to make Winged Hammers the official drop thing, with an NPC that lets you trade in 1 for 5 pballs and 10 for a Rare Candy, but I'm assuming it'll be shotdown again.
Oliver: Boom. Headshot.
Me: T_T
Well, this is dragging on, and it's past midnight, and tomorrow I have to wake up early for badminton, and after badminton is math, and if I fail at this math then I fail at the placement test, and if I fail that test I go onto a different track of classes at school, which will make me look stupid when I apply for college, which will screw all my plans for world domination.
FTS
With the exception of Dan, they are all formatted to be as artsy fartsy impossible to navigate as possible.
Tim has bars. BARS. GODDAMN, MAN. AT LEAST LABEL THEM.
Josie had phrases. Like (let me give examples, these weren't hers)
Fettucini (would link to chatbox)
Sunshine rays on the moon~ (archives)
Grass grows like <3s (links) ((that makes sense?)) (((Pulling these out of my butt)))
offkorse. (blog posts on one subject)
Me: -__-
Also. What is up with everyone going "I am 14/15 years [slashed out]old[/slashed out][i]young[/i].
HOLY FRAK, PEOPLE. WHEN YOU GO TO A JOB INTERVIEW, AND THEY ASK HOW OLD YOU ARE, YOU DON'T SAY "Sir, I am 20 years YOUNG." You go in straight up and proudly say, "I AM 20 YEARS OLD, GOOD SIRE, MAKING ME MORE MATURE THAN THOSE PETERPANS."
Not claiming to be mature-er, but I'm in a gear-grinding mood.
You know what else grinds my gears?
The Minefield map. I love it, don't get me wrong. I love the event that I made up and is epically fun to watch and epically frustrating to play. But when I warp all, half the people end up on top and I have to !warphere them INDIVIDUALLY. HOLY CRAP, MAN.
And I still need some NPCs to do. I'm getting bored again. Also, I want to make Winged Hammers the official drop thing, with an NPC that lets you trade in 1 for 5 pballs and 10 for a Rare Candy, but I'm assuming it'll be shotdown again.
Oliver: Boom. Headshot.
Me: T_T
Well, this is dragging on, and it's past midnight, and tomorrow I have to wake up early for badminton, and after badminton is math, and if I fail at this math then I fail at the placement test, and if I fail that test I go onto a different track of classes at school, which will make me look stupid when I apply for college, which will screw all my plans for world domination.
FTS
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Events
I invented the Stupid Race, which is pretty stupid, in a funny way.
I hope to come up with a variety of stupid events to spice up the usual T/F or Trivia or H/S that everyone does.
I wanted to do a minefield run, but it's pretty much unanimous between Haters Unltd (a.k.a. Australians) that it's a stupid idea.
Ohwells.
More ideas coming soon.
DAN OR OLIVER GIVE ME AN NPC TO DO.
I hope to come up with a variety of stupid events to spice up the usual T/F or Trivia or H/S that everyone does.
I wanted to do a minefield run, but it's pretty much unanimous between Haters Unltd (a.k.a. Australians) that it's a stupid idea.
Ohwells.
More ideas coming soon.
DAN OR OLIVER GIVE ME AN NPC TO DO.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Internet
I have it back.
5 mb/s. Blazzziiinnnngggg.
I tried to hold an epic JQ, but people failed at it. So I made it easier, and they continued to fail it. So I pussified it and people beat it.
Stuff to do: Looks like Dan's put Beginner Island in his own hands now, as if he wasn't stressed out enough already, judging by his blog posts. I stalk him. Muahaha.
Josie's never on, so I can't stalk her. Who gets scared of pixels appearing out of nowhere on your screen? Apparently her.
Ah, much to celebrate. Internet. Also, finally got that stupid PMS Radio to work on iTunes. I say stupid because half the time the song choice is just that.
Rant aside, I gotta check out all the new features of PMS I've been missing. Stock market sounds like a pile of fun. Ha. You thought I was going to insult it. *Paranoid glance around* I wasn't going to insult anything.
Not at all. Nope. Not me. I'm cool. Cool as a cucumber in a refrigerator in Antarctica during a snowstorm wearing sunglasses.
5 mb/s. Blazzziiinnnngggg.
I tried to hold an epic JQ, but people failed at it. So I made it easier, and they continued to fail it. So I pussified it and people beat it.
Stuff to do: Looks like Dan's put Beginner Island in his own hands now, as if he wasn't stressed out enough already, judging by his blog posts. I stalk him. Muahaha.
Josie's never on, so I can't stalk her. Who gets scared of pixels appearing out of nowhere on your screen? Apparently her.
Ah, much to celebrate. Internet. Also, finally got that stupid PMS Radio to work on iTunes. I say stupid because half the time the song choice is just that.
Rant aside, I gotta check out all the new features of PMS I've been missing. Stock market sounds like a pile of fun. Ha. You thought I was going to insult it. *Paranoid glance around* I wasn't going to insult anything.
Not at all. Nope. Not me. I'm cool. Cool as a cucumber in a refrigerator in Antarctica during a snowstorm wearing sunglasses.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Neighbornet 2
Gonna have Comcast tomorrow.
YES YES YES.
More interesting posts tomorrow when internet is good.
Meanwhile, homework and brainstorming for a card game.
No progress on PMS, as far as I can tell, because neighbornet fails so hard that PMS forums don't load. Getting online for more than 2 seconds is out of the question.
ONE MORE DAYYYYY
YES YES YES.
More interesting posts tomorrow when internet is good.
Meanwhile, homework and brainstorming for a card game.
No progress on PMS, as far as I can tell, because neighbornet fails so hard that PMS forums don't load. Getting online for more than 2 seconds is out of the question.
ONE MORE DAYYYYY
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Neighbornet
This is the name I have coined for our neighbor's wifi. It's slow.
What's worse, it comes in waves. It'll work- slowly- for maybe a minute, then suddenly disappear for 2 minutes of unexplained downtime before returning. So I have to guess when it's coming back to click and maximize my internet-viewing time. Yes. It sucks.
Even hotel internet beat this, because although it was even slower, it was consistent.
*Jeapordy theme*
Won't be long now though.
Beginner Island:
Added a new NPC, but don't think Dan noticed yet. Can't contact anyone because internet fails. I wonder if they've added anything in-game.
Curse this.
What's worse, it comes in waves. It'll work- slowly- for maybe a minute, then suddenly disappear for 2 minutes of unexplained downtime before returning. So I have to guess when it's coming back to click and maximize my internet-viewing time. Yes. It sucks.
Even hotel internet beat this, because although it was even slower, it was consistent.
*Jeapordy theme*
Won't be long now though.
Beginner Island:
Added a new NPC, but don't think Dan noticed yet. Can't contact anyone because internet fails. I wonder if they've added anything in-game.
Curse this.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Thoughts
So, I'm at my friend's house where there actually is internet.
Woah.
You don't realize how important these things are until they're gone. Internet. Not even electricity, or running water. Luxuries like internet, and we can't live without them.
Well, there was one thing that I really wanted to say, that is the whole reason that I make this post.
Awkward Flying Attack Turtle.
That is all.
Also, I can't believe I've gone 15 years without knowing about Horatio Caine's sunglasses.
Woah.
You don't realize how important these things are until they're gone. Internet. Not even electricity, or running water. Luxuries like internet, and we can't live without them.
Well, there was one thing that I really wanted to say, that is the whole reason that I make this post.
Awkward Flying Attack Turtle.
That is all.
Also, I can't believe I've gone 15 years without knowing about Horatio Caine's sunglasses.
Well.
After a nice week of badminton, I'm back- for MORE BADMINTON.
My summer can be summed up in three words:
badminton
math
PMS
That's about all I've been doing. Yes, even sleep must be sacrificed for the sake of staying up to talk to Australians who ignore you half the time and have incredible mood swings during the other half.
Well, time to go to programming class. Maybe I'll have time to redo my Professor Oak script later. We'll need NPCs for Gary Oak and a whole cast of other people who teach the intracacies of Beginner Island. I'm planning that your entire first RB (journey) occurs within the area, so you won't have the classic stuck-on-your-first-RB-for-a-week-because-I'm-getting-KSed problem.
Internet crap as usual. Comcast in 4-5 days. Pray.
My summer can be summed up in three words:
badminton
math
PMS
That's about all I've been doing. Yes, even sleep must be sacrificed for the sake of staying up to talk to Australians who ignore you half the time and have incredible mood swings during the other half.
Well, time to go to programming class. Maybe I'll have time to redo my Professor Oak script later. We'll need NPCs for Gary Oak and a whole cast of other people who teach the intracacies of Beginner Island. I'm planning that your entire first RB (journey) occurs within the area, so you won't have the classic stuck-on-your-first-RB-for-a-week-because-I'm-getting-KSed problem.
Internet crap as usual. Comcast in 4-5 days. Pray.
Blackout Begins
So, I just came home from LA, where I was on the world's crappiest internet ever.
And now I'm home. Joy, right?
Wrong.
AT&T, or as I would like to call them, GayT&T, cut our internet about two weeks ahead of schedule because we are switching to that dreamy-fast internet service called Comcast. One of those weeks was spent in LA, where when I had time I could chug around the internet at 0.5 mbps. Here I have the neighbor's internet, and that's it. Until Comcast.
So I'll be on very sparingly, because I have to be standing right near the fence to receive any wifi.
Blackout begins now.
And now I'm home. Joy, right?
Wrong.
AT&T, or as I would like to call them, GayT&T, cut our internet about two weeks ahead of schedule because we are switching to that dreamy-fast internet service called Comcast. One of those weeks was spent in LA, where when I had time I could chug around the internet at 0.5 mbps. Here I have the neighbor's internet, and that's it. Until Comcast.
So I'll be on very sparingly, because I have to be standing right near the fence to receive any wifi.
Blackout begins now.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
The First Post
I had a lot typed here, but then my computer decided to be retarded and hit the Back button for me.
To summarize what I spent 15 minutes typing and 1.5 seconds losing:
This blog will be about my virtual ünd personal life.
Nobody really cares, but meh.
In real life, I will win my match tomorrow.
Nobody cares except my parents and my team, BUT THAT'S GOOD ENOUGH.
In virtual life, I'm still working on Beginner Island, despite the lack of any help.
Nobody cares yet.
Also, Dan is still alternating between being Jesus and being a dickhead.
As usual.
Sleep time. Will make blog pretty later, when I feel like it, which is never.
To summarize what I spent 15 minutes typing and 1.5 seconds losing:
This blog will be about my virtual ünd personal life.
Nobody really cares, but meh.
In real life, I will win my match tomorrow.
Nobody cares except my parents and my team, BUT THAT'S GOOD ENOUGH.
In virtual life, I'm still working on Beginner Island, despite the lack of any help.
Nobody cares yet.
Also, Dan is still alternating between being Jesus and being a dickhead.
As usual.
Sleep time. Will make blog pretty later, when I feel like it, which is never.
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