ReadingLirael, As You Like It, The English Patient, Heart of Darkness, Suikoden III, Candidate for Goddess
Watching House, Rick Mercer's Monday Report, Gilmore Girls, Scrubs, Corner Gas, Aishiteruze Baby, Prince of Tennis, Hikaru no Go
Playing The Bard's Tale, Katamari Damacy, Curse of Monkey Island, Final Fantasy VI, Disgaea: Hour of Darkness, Pretty Barbie Dressup Party Final Fantasy X-2(group gaming)
Back-burner Star Ocean: Till the End of Time, Star Ocean: The Second Story, Final Fantasy Tactics: Advance, Baldur's Gate: Tales of the Sword Coast, Planescape: Torment, Final Fantasy VII
Obsessing Firefly, Erik and Ray, Impulse/Bart Allen, Ford Prefect, Monkey Island, Nostalgia.
Upcoming Things of Importance January 5 First day of classes January 14 Birthday party January 16 Jaryn and Matt Are Old Day
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Is by Meimi, that wonderful Goddess who brings joy and happiness to the hearts of Ingrids.
This time, Meimi brought joy by doing a layout of Isumi Shinichirou and Waya Yoshitaka, of Hikaru no Go. It is full of wub.
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2/21/2002 10:52:16 PM
I Am A: Lawful Good Elf Bard Thief
Alignment: Lawful Good characters are the epitome of all that is just and good. They believe in order and governments that work for the benefit of all, and generally do not mind doing direct work to further their beliefs.
Race: Elves are the eldest of all races, although they are generally a bit smaller than humans. They are generally well-cultured, artistic, easy-going, and because of their long lives, unconcerned with day-to-day activities that other races frequently conccern themselves with. Elves are, effectively, immortal, although they can be killed. After a thousand years or so, they simply pass on to the next plane of existance.
Primary Class: Bards are the entertainers. They sing, dance, and play instruments to make other people happy, and, frequently, make money. They also tend to dabble in magic a bit.
Secondary Class: Thieves are the most roguish of the classes. They are sneaky and nimble-fingered, and have skills with traps and locks. While not all use these skills for burglary, that is a common occupation of this class.
I took the Inner Dragon online quiz and found out I am a White Dragon on the inside. If there ever was an apparition of balance, power and reclusive intelligence, my Inner Dragon is it. Whites are a fairly common dragon and are considered one of two harmonious dragons. My anti-thesis is the evil Black Dragon.
My Inner Dragon likes to think things out, plot against enemies, and look down upon the world from the highest mountain peaks. My favorable attributes are the Day, the Sun, truth, a positive attitude, and helpful magic. Humans only need fear me when they stray into my domain without proper tribute. Of course, that tribute would probably be a cake the size of a Volkswagen, but hey, if they wanted to move through my turf they should have brought it, right? If someone ever really wanted a fight I'd be an impressive opponent, considering I pack a breath weapon combination of Fire and Lightning. Even the nicest dragons can do some serious damage.
2/21/2002 09:38:54 AM
I had a week off this week, for a local festival, and because people in Canada need a week off in February. We deserve it.
Totally unsurprisingly, I got ill Monday. While my parents, brother, and fake-brother were all in Saskatoon. Between noon and seven in the evening, I vomintted approximately twelve times. Very painful, very gross, very something I don't want to have to deal with again.
Tuesday I slept and slept and slept, wandered around vaguely, slept, ate a cracker, slept, and woke up briefly in the evening, before sleeping some more.
Wednesday I was better, and Guthrie was sick.
Thursday I seem to be better, ingesting food and all, and I believe Guthrie is only mildly sick. I have to go see the doctor, though, to get a perscription so I can have my asthma medication again. Hopefully this doctor won't vanish without warning . . .
Friday I have to go to a birthday party. Um - yay. Or something. Truly, I hate parties, even small ones where I know everyone, and tend to feel out of place, particularly when everyone there's older than me . . . Ah well. It's just one night. Or something.
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Have been trying -and failing - to work on my paper on molecular biology in forensics. God, I could never be a research scientist. Too bloody boring. And long. And still difficult to dig up useful information in pathetic little rural town.
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I haven't been blogging much lately, I've realized. I have a very wandering attention sometimes. And nothing much happens in my life, and it's not like anyone really reads this who couldn't just -ask- me about my day so . . . whatever.
