Random Chaos

Well, it's going well for me. Lowell, on the other hand, is NOT amused: ( Under the cut )

I just caught myself fantasizing about breakfast: maple bacon, cream of wheat with a splash of that Natural Bliss cream, super-buttery scrambled eggs, chunk of fresh bread, and a little bit of pomegranate juice to finish it all off with.

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The apartment has largely recovered from the flood a few days ago, but there were a few issues that came up last night.  One caused the other.

First, someone apparently thought it’d be funny to throw something down the trash chute that just happened to be on fire.  The chute caught fire and it got up to the fourth floor—sending billowing smoke all the way up to six.  Luckily, that was as far as it got, and the damage was relegated to the chute and the place that it empties out.

At this time I would like to say that I am thankful for the fact that this building is made of LOTS OF STONE.  The only reason I knew about it was because I went out and asked.  I was surprised that, for once, the fire alarm going off wasn’t a false alarm.

More surprising—and disquieting—is the fact that the entire building’s alarm didn’t go off.  Had things gotten bad, or had I gone to bed when I originally planned, I would never known about it.  …I’m not going to worry about it.  There’s enough going on right now that I really don’t need to be frying my nerves on this sort of thing.

(Speaking of nerves, I need to pick up a few packs of my favorite natural sleep aid.  As much as chopping a Flexeril will put me out, waking up on it is a bitch.)

Today, was more than decent.  My dad came through for me with the meat order that we’d arranged at the start of the slow season—way back when I didn’t know if I’d get enough hours to go without borrowing money from someone.  I now have a freezer full of MEAT and vegetables.  He even brought a whole turkey!  And not one of those gigantinormous turkeys that’s stuffed full of hormones so that it’s huge and flavorless: a turkey-sized turkey, the kind that actually has some flavor and richness to it, one that I am looking forward to roasting in the oven to have for Yule.  I’m most definitely going to have to check out my copy of How To Eat to find a good recipe for this turkey.  I was going to just roast it, but…if I can do something, then I will do it right.

This’ll be the second slow season he’s helped me pull through.   Even if we don’t run into each other as much as I like, I feel good knowing that the rift in my family has finally been largely mended.  It was four long years of work, but it worked out in the end.

Dull day... sort of.  For a rundown, proceed to the commentary below.  It gets interesting in the end.

( Ah, yes, commentary. )

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Alternate Title: FINAL FANTASY DRAFT PICKS

Hoo, boy.

I could go on for days about this one.  Although the majority of my demands were met in the release of Duodecim (LAGUNA! LAGUNA!), there were a few others that I would have liked to see make it into the roster.  Though they might not have gotten the attention that they would have merited—as several others have said before me, Square-Enix did themselves a bit of a disservice by limiting this title to a single UMD.   Considering the members of the fanbase that would spring upon this title like a starving wolf who has just found its first meal in days, I think that a two—or even three—disc release would have more than allowable.  I have managed a list of five of my top choices, however.  I go into some detail, though, complete with hypotheticals and the like, so here’s a heads-up so you know what you’re looking at when you click that cut.

Format: In pretty much every case, I’ll introduce my top draft picks and stick them in a hypothetical cutscene.  I will try to limit myself to one draft pick per title, but there might be cases where I can’t do that, either for sheer volume of the cast or for seriously awesome rating.

Game Title

Draft Pick.  Here follows my description of who, what, and why.  Expect some theorizing and guessing, as well as at least some logic behind things.

Railenthe:  [adjusts her glasses and clears her throat]  At any time when the font face changes to predominantly italics, I’ve created a hypothetical cutscene in which I’ve placed the draft picks, to illustrate the potential interaction between them and their counteparts.  There will be times when I reference/lift things wholesale from the script, but because this is mostly out of thin air, those will be minimal.  Gestures, movements, and the like will be in brackets, kind of like stage directions in a play/screenplay.  [clears her throat again]

Let’s begin with the wild mass ranting!

I've had a truly lousy day today.  I won't say that I didn't play into it with some of my behavior ('cause I did), but that also does not mean that I plan on taking all of the responsibility for the fracas that was this workday.

I’m not feeling myself lately.  I’ve been a jumble of confusion tailor-made to rival my high school days.  And remember, I’ve mentioned that I didn’t much care for those days.  I was crazy and suicidal in those days.  At least right now I have the rather dubious upside of not being suicidal.  But my mind still feels rather fucked up at the current moment.