Pick One!

Starting to tell a story.

willitwork@gmail.com — Mon, 02 Feb 2009 07:45:22 GMT

I'm really impressed by storytlr so far. I'd been using Sweetcron for a little while, and there was just so much configuration to be done. Call me lazy, but I didn't want to write PHP handlers for my LJ and Last.fm. By itself, I prolly would have mucked through it for the ability to control and serve my own site, except for the overwhelming issue that Sweetcron kept stripping my HTML tags from LJ posts.

Since I go through some effort to code my long posts (basically anything that actually makes it into my LiveJournal), visually appealing—or at least it the way I'd like, not haveing access to the coded text is a major no-no.

For anyone who cares, I've also removed my Twitter from my storytlr stories, since I'm running the Twitter app which drops my tweets into Facebook anyway.

As you might have guessed, that's why I'm posting this in LJ as opposed to directly through storytlr so that it gets dispersed (disseminated? (ew, dirty!), the-apropos-tech-word-for-spread-through-the-intarwebs?) to readers and technologies.

At some point I might make it so storytlr updates FB (which it can do), so my process would go Twitterfox ⇥ Twitter ⇌ storytlr ⇌ Facebook. That would be sweet.

A long-awaited update

willitwork@gmail.com — Mon, 26 Jan 2009 14:28:09 GMT

So this needed to be a little bit longer than a Twitter post, so it's going in LJ. Still no job, but things are moving, and I should hopefully have something by the end of the month. I'm completely out of money, but thankfully Mother is paid so I am mooching off of her for my debt collection this month. I really don't want to declare bankruptcy.

Also saw Voyage of the Damned, the latest? Dr. Who Christmass special. Anvilicious as a whole, complete with angels and rising and heavy-handed moralism. <sob> I also really liked Astrid Peth, I think she'd have been a fine companion, but then I am biased towards the Minogues, I think they are wonderful ladies with talented voices and excellent pop sensibilities. Whereas, the Catherine Tate Show is um… stupid. At times moronic. Occasional funny bits are marred by overacting or distastefully insipid acting. If you like South Park, you'll like this show.

I'm pretty much bored with TV, Leverage has been hit or miss, and boredom has set in. A few shows are on other channels and flippable, but there's nothing I make a point of watching.

In other news, I finally picked up another copy of the third book of The Mallorean. My original copy—which I still have for the time being—was brtally abused in a bullying incident many years back in junior high school. As I recall they were mocking me for the way I was wearing my socks, and was walking while reading (a bad habit I maintain to this day). The book was pulled out of my hand, and throw repeatedly until the spine snapped and it broke in two. Fairly traumatizing for a young geek.

Serious Times Call for Serious Faces

willitwork@gmail.com — Sun, 02 Nov 2008 01:06:04 GMT

I really like their new album so far, I've caught maybe four of the tracks.

The whole Holloween thing is kinda meh. I mean many of my fave story blogs wait and save up so they can put out something special, but except for a few people (and an inordinate number of my friends) it isn't really a holiday—that is, a holy day. To all of them, a good holiday. To everyone else, phat lute.

David's caretaker flaked out at the last minute, and she had apparently been promising to take him out all month, so I did. It made him very happy. There didn't seem to be—friendliness in th e'hood anymore, and I wonder if that because the people were changing, or maybe because I had. I was a happier person then, I think. Unhappier at times as well, but that's for another post.

Lastly, I seem to have made a good impression at UMD, certain people have been quietly directing work to me. Makes people's lives easier, under budget and understaffed, and gets me through the winter, which promises to be tight. I'm not complaining.

Really, All I'm need now is a good posting program that's Universal or Intel binary.

Win.

willitwork@gmail.com — Fri, 17 Oct 2008 17:51:48 GMT

Just some stats for those keeping track at home.

32m, 57s ignition to ignition.

32.4mi.

Other incidentals:

One stock Chrysler Concorde LX
No numbers, no smoke, no pinks
Deliberately ≤+20mi/h
No lines either

Ha, how's that! Personally I think that's pretty respectable, especially since at 1309 people were just going back to work.

Hack the Debate!

willitwork@gmail.com — Tue, 14 Oct 2008 13:15:13 GMT

I'm posting this here because hopefully all the regular Twitter people already saw it. Hack the debate! Twitter + presidential debate with live commentary from the people. This has the potential to be very, very, good—or it can fail worse than Anonymous vs. Church of Scientology.

I know I'm going to at least try to be a part of this. Why don't you?

Knight Rider FAIL

willitwork@gmail.com — Wed, 24 Sep 2008 22:33:54 GMT

I just want to mention here really fast after listening to the promos and trailers for Knight Rider, it will suck.

First, instead of being a buddy cop show with a scifi twist, it's now an action series blockbuster.

KITT looks stupid.

Amnesia??? What were they thinking?

So yeah, I just want to be one of the first to say this.

Update

OK, so I didn't see this, but asked some people who had. Basically, I called it. No suspension of disbelief, the kid is Micheal's son (who apparently doesn't know due to aforesaid amnesia)

A Ford Mustang turns into a truck. Enough said. Although, Val Kilmer's hot voice is sweet.

John McKittrick

willitwork@gmail.com — Sun, 29 Jun 2008 01:10:14 GMT

We were watching WarGames, the 80's opus, and it occurred to me that in many ways I really pitied the McKittrick character. He's a kind of a norm, and very qualified in his own right. But he's totally outclassed by the ‘out of the box’ thinkers like Professor Falken and David. But let's be serious, they're the stars, and he isn't. Can you imagine how frustrating that must be for him? He's blinkered by his own limitations, and he knows it, but can't get beyond them.

That's just gotta suck.

Metaphysical Mutterings

willitwork@gmail.com — Sun, 22 Jun 2008 05:35:23 GMT

What is the nature of perfection? In this poor relativistic world, there is a saying: perfection has its price. This is more than a mere homily—it is a truism a statement of to establish a perfection implies a totality which, even if achievable in this world, can only come at the exclusion of all else. This is a logical extension of the specialization theory, but has far more reaching consequences. Is it true then, that perhaps we should not attempt to achieve perfection, but merely strive for a wholeness? Once again, a complete integration would lack any specific depth, and would again fail.

I can't help but think this relates frther, some sort of Jungian overmind, in which this truth is already known. Too much of the legends, the tales of a culture involve a wish-granter, a giver of magical abilities, but there is always a severe price for the boon and most often the price for achieving one's most sincere desires, is to lose a part of what defines oneself.

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willitwork@gmail.com — Fri, 13 Jun 2008 13:10:07 GMT

After a very pissy week, things seem to be looking up. Must finish SEMAP!

WITL and updates.

willitwork@gmail.com — Sun, 08 Jun 2008 00:49:59 GMT

Yesterday's WITL will be forthcoming, there were some issues, and it didn't get done. Thursday was a nightmare, and it just pretty much ruined my whole Friday. Today started off at the peaks, and as I write this, has achieved nadir. If you don't like it, you know where to go. There will be no post for today.

A Week in the Life of Will, Part 2

willitwork@gmail.com — Fri, 06 Jun 2008 14:39:44 GMT

I am bored now. Still, link to previous post. Images start now.

First thing when I wake. 0612.17

How much is that kitty in the window? 0706.55

Royalty sells. 0830.52

Dual screen, even if I don't use it. 1203.25

Taurus @155661 mi. 1722.48

Da's desk. 1737.32

Flowers in the driveway. 1820.26

Writer's Block: A Last Day Well Spent

willitwork@gmail.com — Fri, 06 Jun 2008 13:36:01 GMT

If you knew it was your last day on earth, how would you spend the time?

View 502 Answers

I tend to have low ambitions, so I'd prolly duck out of my job, stay home, and cook a magnificent meal for my family, write a whole bunch of letters, and then go to sleep.

Sorry.

A Week in the Life of Will, Part 1

willitwork@gmail.com — Thu, 05 Jun 2008 03:59:19 GMT

A challenge from calophi. dmacabre has a good example at A Week in the Life of Danse Macabre, Volume 1, which I used for inspiration.

Aim of the game:
For one week, you are to post photographs taken during the day.
Rules
You must take between 6 and 8 new photographs per day.
Your WITL must be consecutive. No skipping days.
You must post your photographs at the end of that day, some time after the last picture is taken.</li>
Each photograph must have the time taken beneath and a title, with no other explanation.
You must post these rules at your first entry, then link back to it for the other six days so that people will know wtf you're doing.
Your post must say "A Week in the Life of your name/username, Volume whatever day you're on."

I changed the format slightly, as these posts are far from voluminous, if you understand.

Making lunch (not me). 0644.08

Waiting for ~~godot~~bus. 0700.51

Mmm…breakfast 0743.50

The door to a goodbye. 1227.51

School's not out yet! 1418.31

Choose something like a star. 1440.55

Everywhere a sign. 1449.30

What, human? 2308.30

Just the fax, ma'am

willitwork@gmail.com — Mon, 02 Jun 2008 13:03:02 GMT

This is sort of a quickie, I've had three or four thoughts running through my head, and I wanted to record them before I completely forgot. Since I'm still having DNS issues, my web site isn't being served, which means that updating the professional blog, where this content should go, isn't going to happen right now. Heh, not like anyone hasn't heard that before.

I loves the TextMate. I bought it, and use it every day for personal and business use. And I love the extensibility ad modes, but while I say this, there are a few issues I do tend to have. Like several have mentioned, the ability to sort files in a project, especially to alphabetize them (by kind, maybe?) is a major missing feature. Dragging and resorting some thirty file names around is as annoying as it is in Photoshop, without the immediate and visual effects of said re-arrangement. Also, the scope in some of the bundles is a little dodgy, so that ColdFusion (a perennial bugger in most text editor's support it seems) is usually marked as common text.html.cfm, and loses the control structures. That means no syntax highlighting, and no folding. A pile of frustration, but still better than Adobe's tools. Also, wrapping versus replacing is a little strange on the detection. I will highlight some code, type, and it replaces the first character, and not all the highlighted code— the autocomplete seems to break the highlight. Not a huge complaint, but grr. Add to that the fact that the Apple keyboards don't have a control modifier on the right, and some of the chording for TextMate becomes difficult— and of course pretty much everything is mapped to something. But I love it and all it's Emacs-like glory. I mate files all of the time. Eww.

In other news, Epil-Stop is useless. Seriously. Maybe if I was some Basquian girl with tiny fine hair, but even though it says “for men and women”, the stuff just isn't good enough. Even after leaving it on for the maximum time, there is only thinning, not clearance.

The Pawtucket Red Socks fail. They don't fail hard, nor epically, but they fail. David and I were at last night's game for three hours, scoreless for four innings, and despite a major effort in the 5^th, just delays of game and all sorts of annoyances.

The Week (and a Little More) in Review

willitwork@gmail.com — Mon, 26 May 2008 01:55:11 GMT

OK, folks, here we go!

I've pretty much downgraded Facebook and Shelfari, I haven't really been spending any time on either of them. It's so great having money right now, I've been talking to rinetoile about buying her car. Honestly, for that price, I'm practically hitting her over the head and driving away with it.

In other news, my mother had her commencement two Thursdays ago, and I took a few pictures, and watched. It wasn't as miserable as I feared, but certainly better than it could have been. The final proof I could never be a good cheerleader?— I am utterly bored by School Spirit. Of course, last week was my birthday, which was kinda a loss, but all sorts of cool people wrote me to say happies, so that's cool.

I know this is kidna feeding the trolls, but I really like iTunes Plus. At a few dollars less than buying the disc, I can get some of the obscure albums I like, at a fairly good bitrate, with no DRM, and the comfort that at least something is gong back to the artists. The current album du jour is Tim Deluxe's The Little Ginger Club Kid, which owes a lot the to Brit big-beat sound, without the heavy D&B loops, and a more interesting, vocal poppy mix. The Pandora music guide knocks him for being an also-ran, but hey, he got to Ibiza, which is more than I can say for myself (^_^)

Anyway, bored now, so ta!

Icon Meme

willitwork@gmail.com — Tue, 15 Apr 2008 04:31:22 GMT

Reply that you wish to take part, and I will pick four of your icons.
Make a post (including the meme info) and talk about the icons I chose.
Other people can then comment to you and make their own posts.
This will create a never-ending cycle of icon squee!
Since calophi basically wrote books for her icons…

Well, I'll be damned if I 'll do that then. I'll write volumes! But Cal's quite a bit of all right, and she's the only froob crazy enough to do this, so here goes.

This is Ayane, from the Dead or Alive series, wearing her trademark purple headband. She also made a camero appearance in Ninja Gaiden. I'm played DoA ever since I got a copy of DoA 2: Limited Edition for the Dreamcast, and fell in love with her story. I'm a sucker for the antiheroine, and Ayane's, well she's the martial arts answer to the Dark Magical Girl

Well, I'm gonna do this puts on fanboi hat. Warning: spoilerific. So the Big bad of DoA1, Raiden, after knocking out Hayate, raped Ayame, one of the reigning mucketymucks of the Mugen-Tenshin ninja clan. So a child, Ayane was always shunned due to the circumstances of her birth (the phrase ‘cursed blood’ is used) but she had the friendship of the (half sister) Kasumi, and (half-brother) Hayate. Of course, she didn't know that Hayate was her half brother, and since Kasumi was her sister by her mother, Kasumi was the golden princess and declared incumbent Master. Yeah, hereditary position. So about the time they were 8 or so, Kasumi got pulled away for training, and Ayane was sent away to this harsh old man named Genra. On the same day they took her away, they explained exactly why she was a halfbreed. Well Genra was the master of the ‘Hajinmon‘ (Conqueror-God) sect. They're kind of like a cadet branch or the subservient Hyuugas. Anyway, so the mean ol' DOATEC corp keeps poaching their ninja, and Hayate, who has something of a reputation for being a hothead goes off to find out what's going on. So he's out of the picture when Raiden comes back, in the first Dead or Alive tournament. Kasumi runs away from her responsibilities to find her brother and defeat Raiden. Ayane's a secret character in DoA1, as a member of the servent sect, she's sent out to do the dirty missions, like kill a ‘nukenin’ or “runaway shinobi’. The fact that it's her (by now) hated half-sister, Kasumi is just motivation. Kasumi wins the first tourny, but doesn't find her brother. That's because he'd been captured by DOATEC and experimented upon. In DoA2, Ayane's back as a main character, with the goals of killing Kasumi and finding Hayate (who she has major hots for). One of the great things about DoA2, is in the ‘fated battle‘ for Ayane's mission mode, if you defeat Kasumi in a special way, you get a special ending where Ayane beats on Kasumi (the bitch!) with the Heaven's Sky Blast?, the same special move used by Hayate in his battle with Raiden. In DoA3, the two half-sisters are up to their old tricks, but Ayane's got bigger fish to fry, as her father figure Genra has been tampered with, and caused to become the superhuman Omega. It's her right to take him out. Canon ending: Ayane wins! Still doesn't get that bitch, but since Hayate was restored in memory by his good friend the superninja of Ninja Gaiden, Ryu Hayabusa, she's getting over it. In DoA3 it's been shown that Hayate's taken over the clan, Ayane is his loyal servant, dragon, mistress, bodyslave, and that he's just Too Darn Noble to actually take her the way she craves to be. Either way she's serving him, guarding his back while the battle with the DOATEC corp has been getting nastier. This all comes to a head in DoA 4. There's a lot more plot here, but basically, while Helena is finding out the truth about DOATEC, and Kasumi is fighting her evil clone, Hayate and Ayane are blowing up the DOATEC world headquarters. AFAIK, the DOAX games are not canonical. End of story, for now.

Pang Tong is from Romance of the Three Kingdoms (Sanguo yanyi, 三国演义), and is known in Japan as ‘Shiyuan’. In the US and China, they used the Chinese (actual) names, but in Japan and Europe, they used funky Japanese equivalents, since the Japanese caouldn't possibly use anything from the Chinese. I kinda like him because he says things like “Well, let's get to work.” and is kind of the Eeyore of DW. He also gets the shaft though not as hard as Ayane.

Pang Tong kinda gets the suck in the RoTK games, as he starts out by working for Wu, but he's not hardcore enough for them, so he leaves, and when he finds out his old buddy is working for Shu, he joins them. Actually, that's canon in the book, too. He's most noted for the Siege of Cheng Du, where he got his boss to invade the Yi Province. Acording to the novel, he also got arrowed to death in the same siege, but of course, in the games you don't get arrowed, and generally get to play out the battles. Pang Tong in the novel is kinda this clever but earthy guy who isn't a great administrator; in the games he has a much different personality—he's the kooky smart kid. This is because he's always playing second place to Zhuge Liang. While ZL is known as ‘The Sleeping Dragon’, Pang Tong is known as ’the Fledgeling Phoenix’. Note the picture, he's face is covered, and he's short. He's the wierd guy, smart while ZL is wise, tactical while ZL is strategic. In Dynasty Warriors 4 and 5, he's also given the characteristic of being very laid-back or phlegmatic, almost to the point of being uninvolved (think a more caring version of Shikamaru Nara). He fights with a staff in the Dynasty Warrors series, whereas the major brains have fans—but he can do the broomstick routine with it, using the staff to fly and control the air around him.

The icon comes from KongMing's Dynasty Warriors 5 Characters section, from the GameCity profile pics. I may be in license violation for using this pic.

Benjamin Prester, man's man, man about town, Man of Science. From the Miracle of Science web-graphic novel, Benjamin (very rarely Ben) works for the Vorstellen Police, hunting down mad scientists. I loved this story, just because it was very American, in design and art, and becuase even though it was in many ways a work in progress, and your could see and read the skill increasing each chapter, A Miracle of Science was a very successful fusion of detective story and science fiction.

Let me start out by explaining exactly what I mean by ‘science fiction’. This is as opposed to science fantasy. Everything in MoS is justifiable (even though some things stretch credulity) from the knowledge of today's scientific knowledge. Jon and Mark did a fair amount of research, and even some retroactive cleanups, in order to remain technically accurate. the whole idea of mad science as a memetic disease, and the revelations about the main characters made this attractive and engrossing. Unfortunately for the ignorant reader, I'm not spoiling this one, it's too awesome. You can read the archives at the site, or buy the (first) book. Written by Jon Kilgannon (electroweak) and illustrated (and in some cases, co-written) by Mark Sachs (ksleet), it was especially amusing, as Certain People happened to live in the same area as I did at the time.

The icon is from a long-ago LJ pack released, and I am no longer seeing on the media section on the site, but I recall that it was explicitly for free use and distribution on LJ.

Me! I needed a better profile pic that me with the cameraphone that I had been using on business sites for a while, and so since my laptop happens to come equipped with a camera, well, it was all good.

Honestly, you'll find a better coverage of my life and times by actually talking to me, but of late, I've been developing web presence on several social sites, and my frequently down web server. This most recent time was due to power outage corrupting my JFS partitions. And if you understood what I just said, you're probably a Linux geek.

This was scaled and manipulated, the picture taken in Photo Booth, and cleaned up in LiveQuartz, then sized in GraphicConverter. If you want it, take it. Try not to mention it's me. I took this in my grey La Scala fedora, and am somewhat depressed over what it does to my head, but nothing the neck folds don't, so…

There, done! This is huge, I hope you ungrateful buggers appreciate it. But since maybe only like two people will read this, it shouldn't be too much of a problem.

PS: Apparently, LJ doesn't like <caption>, so I had to rework a few things.

Badfic '08 Entry

willitwork@gmail.com — Tue, 15 Apr 2008 00:49:26 GMT

As mentioned, this is for Forthrightly's Badfic challenge. Baruch Hashem, because if I actually wrote like a 13-year-old girl, I would have to commit some messy form of suicide. Although I honestly know very little about the IY fandom, calophi helped a great deal in that regard.

Thanks to LJ for keeping inline styles, where DA and FF.net dropped them. Bastards.

I also discovered that I dislike writing explicit pr0n scenes. A little romantic byplay I can handle, but explicit thrusting bores me. The ending is a cop-out, I was originally going to have a big reveal and a segue, but just couldn't write it. Personally, there are some clever references and genuine bits of amusement, but they are the proverbial ‘diamonds in the rough’ and I doubt most people would have the time or interest to dig to find them.

OK, kay. So anyway, like, I never knew about this show like Inu Yasha, right? But liek my friend, she's totally into that, I guess becuase this InuYasha chick that the show's supposed to be like totally awesome even though she's like totally a dog, casueyou know, that's totally what inu means, it means dog. Anyway this is like my first fic evar? So like you should review and tell me all about how cool this is and what a great friend I am, beucase I totally even went online and like looked stuff up. How cool is that? ^_____^

"Oh, Gawd, I'm so horny! Just because I'm the most awesome girl in class, and I'm hot and I have magical powers, nobody wants to date me! Did I mention I'm lonely too?" complained the girl walking along to school. Kagome is a young girl, and her whole family are priests or something, and they have a shrine, which is like a place where Japanese people go to be powerful. (Did you know they have public baths, too? They're like places where you don't even have soap, which is a good thing becase there are all of these guys in the bath too, and they're all into the buttsex.) Since she was too cool to wear one of those stupid sailor uniforms Kagome had made her own out of cloth in cloth of all black and this dark green. It's a good thing aanywya, bscuae she's a witch. Yeah! All the rest of her family were all priests, but that was lame, so she decided to be a witch, but since they were all magic, she had real power, btu she didn't know it.

Kagome was born with this thin gcall the No Shikon Tarma, which means 'Jewel of Four Souls’ and was inside her, but two days ago, when she was palyin with some of thos balls (not like real balls, she doesn't have a boyfriend, becuase junior high boys suck) but ben-wa balls, and she was doing stuff and then an extra one came out! It was purple and all glassy and that was two days ago. She didn't even know it, but that was the Shikon Jewel. So as she went to school that day (and I'm totally not gonna talk about school casue school's boring and all that junk) and it sucked! Some ashou boy snuck in back of her where she couldn't see, and pulled off the safety pins that held her uni together and the skirt fell down. I can't sew too good, so it all has to be with safety pins, but that's alright becuase they look so cool with the pins. So anyways, like school sucked, and she went home and there was her old man who was actually an old man, ebaesu he was her grandfather! Apparently her dad had died or disappeared or something (but actually he was just tied of weartng a dress and sweeping becuase that's what they do at shrines) and so no one was there except her grandfather and her dog. The dog is called InuYasha, and is really powerful, becuase he had spent all his time at the shrine. Her big sister who tuaght her everygthing about being a cool witchy person wasn't there becuase she was going to school. They called it Todoh but it's actually Tokyo University, but everyone called it after some old Karate guy who wore a mask and called himself Mr. Karate (but they didn't call him mister becase Japans call each other San allthe time) and Karatesan was actually this guy Todoh.

So when she got home, being tiered and lonely and horny again! Kagome decided that she would work a Great Work, and summon her Shadow Self from the past and make out with her, becuase nobody knew her as well as Kagome. so she went to her shelf and pulled out her Grim War and looked up how to summon her shadow. She knew that she had to get her materials at night becuase night is the witching hour, so after her old grandfather had gone to bed, she snuck out, makign a rope from the delicate lace drapies that she used to decoreate to adorn her bed with. Kagome knew that everyone in the city had been buried in the *cemetary* outside the shrine for the last thousand years, so in order to find herself she had to fothere. So the dark miko went out to the graveyard, and she knew just where she was by the feel, and found the grave of her past self right there in the middle. So she scooped up all the dirt onto this clay pot, but as she was coming back and fourth there was this sound and it made her trip so she fell and broke like the whole pot. but that was ok becuase she always wore her reeally sweet uniform that was dark so no one could see it at night and pull off the neckerchef and put everythign in it. So I can't tell you about the magic, but it was awesome and she did it, bt what she didn't know is that her own blood got mixed in bocase she cut herself when she fell. And this powerful magic called out like everyone! But she didn't care because standing in font of her was herself, but didn't call that, her name was Kikyou.

KIKYOU: "Who are you that called me here?'

Abd the Kags was like “I'm you! And I totally need you to help me, beucase I have a very important mission for you and you must help me!!!"

But the Kikuyo was really scarred becuase this magical girl had suommoned her from beyond the gave so she tried to act like she wasn't chalant and said "Alright so what do you want? I'm old and need my rest!"

And Kagome knew that she had to stay clam becacasue this one was powerful too but wasn't warried becuase she knew that she wasn't scarred at all; so shruddering for the effect (and cuase it made her jiggle) she annouced that she would have to make her see clouds and rain in a clear night sky! And wouldn't release her until then."

This was so awesome! OF course Kikyou had to get right to it. Who could resists making sweet delicious sensual love to your own self? So She picked her up and brought her to Kagome's bed, using her hands to gently removed the darkened wrappings concealing the secret depths of the vulnerable maiden's dark desire. Of course, being a spiritual creature, a mere exercise of her will was able to banish the clothes she wor, until both nubile women, on a mature and powerful woman, the other, a girl just entering her womanhood, trapped on the cusp of greater understanding and expereince.

With one hand caressing my left nipple, my right hand disappeared down my panties, and started rubbing my clitoris, stimulating myself even more. As I took off my scant clothing, I was even more turned on by the delicate flesh it revealed. My own body was so shapely and beautiful, I grabbed my breasts and started to play with them, reveling in the sensations they imparted.

Kagome was struck speechless in mute surprise. How could this be? I mean, she was the best but this old woman was even better, her mere wisps whisping through nad around her body, making sweet love without even really touching anything. Lying there in the bed, with the results of the nights digging plunders, she was needy, deep down feeling the longing for a connection through time, a timeless connection to the one she loved. This woman, her power, was laying her soft sweetness aside and overturning ith a single blow, and had already begun digging for her moist treasure. It's said that Japanese womens are slightly tastig of soy but Kikyou knew that was a lie, that Kagome's sweet secretive secrets tasted like honey and milk. Kickyo's sensual prewess was masterfull, making her worship the clay pot between the woman's legs, and lick her moss. The shade's secretions were musky and slightly earthy, and very, very attractive, but had to be resisted!

The girl thrashed her knees attempting and shifted her hips back and forth trying to break Kikyou's grasp.

But Kagome was not without skill too. her Doves glided across Kikyou's skin, and danced with Kikyou's aching buds, and her sharp pointed arrows gripped everywhere. Despite everything mvoing, she did not lay helpless, and softly stroked the supportive spirit above her. There efforts were growing their passion,

"Kikyou, my amour", Kikyou said, come with me and we can be together for all time!

Stupid Girls They Were Like Cuase Now Itz Time for Inuyasha and Miroku Becuase There Awesome and Kill Shit1 So Miroku Wuz Dude I Am King I Can Kill WvERyoNe BeCuAsE My POW R Is oVEr 1 MiLin bUT InNUaSHa WAs BuT IaM StILl Greater Becuase My Power Is oVEr 1 BliIN (BitCH! @_@) and BeSIdeS MY SwOrD CAn CUt Wind! Ha Miroku Says I Can Cut Wind Too and Bent over and So Inuyasha Stuck It in There and Miroku Was Like Ow but No! and Inuya WaZ Like HahAhaAShOw Me YoUr Pussy and Miroku Was Like but I Am a Man Ad He Was Like No Your a Bitch You Have a Pussy in Your Hand Now Show It to Me! and So He Did, and Inuyasha Was Liek Haha Bitch See YoU SuX bUt NoW I Fux YoUr PuSSyhAnD aNd So He DiD and It WaS AwEsoMe and Iy Is All Screaming for His Bitches Akane! when He Did It.

YoU HaVe BeeN HaXXoReD BY tHe LEET sOn NArAKu KuKUkUKuKUkU

Eww! I hate my brother, he always gets into my things, I should just delete this whole thing and redo it becuase I hate him, and he messed it up!

Back to the 80's

willitwork@gmail.com — Sun, 13 Apr 2008 00:36:18 GMT

So they're remaking Short Circuit and Bill And Ted's. What? How do yo recapture the magic? On the other hand, how long until the remake of Labyrinth or Don't Tell Mom the Babysitter's Dead (which I know isn't actually an 80's movie).

Weekly Post

willitwork@gmail.com — Mon, 31 Mar 2008 13:01:40 GMT

Dear Frank:

Another Monday means another attempt to get some thoughts put down onto the world. I'll never be a proper diarist, but perhaps, perhaps, I can record something of substance.

With my unemployment, I have been able to devote significant amounts of time to other things, perhaps even better things. It's a sad state of the world, when being a productive member of society means being unproductive personally. I'm sure there's a metaphor, some sort of statement in which can explain why and how little people are sucked up into bigger organic entities. It's not a new thought, since the Information Age, people have been theorizing about organic social structures, but I am very concerned at this point. I am frightened that I will become nothing more than my skills, that I am a specialized cell cell in some huge organelle that marks the next stage of Man. Except I'm a rogue cell, I'm not doing anything. Does that mean I will be attacked?

This weekend, I ended up texting a few people I haven't talked to in a while, while gong shopping with my brother and father. My erstwhile sib ended up with several pairs of pants, and my highly esteemed father ended up wearing out his already damaged knee, which no longer fully extends. Of all of us, he sacrifices the most, so that we can all live well. Unfortunately, just like in the above, that means he suffers, and has pushed back his appointment with the doctor three times now. Hopefully, this Thursday, a situation will be resolved, but I doubt it. While shopping, I got a nice grey suit, almost heather, by Cross & Windsor. Two pieces, as separates, from Building №19. I love that store. Maybe I'll put a picture up later.

Anyway, I was talking about connecting with people, and so had a wonderful conversation with the lovely Miss Berry. Such things should be rewarded.

One positive thing about my being with the family is that with my father feeling the way he does, he doesn't want to move, and especially by the end of the day, is sore and lacking in energy. That gives me an opportunity to help out around the house, doing chores like cooking. Friday, he made chicken, and so on Saturday, when David was feeling ill, I made soup. It started out completely differently, I was going to do rice and chicken, but then he started coughing, and I needed to heat the chicken anyway, so I threw it in the pot with the defrosting vegetables. Anyway, inspiration strikes, and Soup! Haha! I went crazy, noodles, rice, garlic bread, this really awesome all organic semi-liquid stock in a jar…Awesome. Everyone was thrilled, the family was complimentary, and David ate two bowls—then slept.

Of course it isn't all great tidings, on Sunday, there was a massive power outage, and well, my battery back up was insufficient for the shutdown, and I lost my /usr partition. Good news? That just executable binaries, all the data files seem to be present and OK. Bad news? Server is crippled and offline until I can reinstall things, and that's going to take a while with the whole job application thing. Ever since I was inspired, I've been working on a WordPress theme. Mostly mine. All the site content. Anyway, well, stuff happened, and so now development is all on the laptop. Thanks MAMP!

OK, last thing for right now. I started reading Multiplex, but if you aren't reading Plain Janes, you should be. This is a truely immediate uplifting graphic novel. I have the first paperback. Yay!

A Good Day

willitwork@gmail.com — Tue, 11 Mar 2008 13:00:09 GMT

Dear Frank:

Yesterday was, in fact, A Good Day, complete with title case an superior letters. There might even been an exclamation point or two.

Aside from the fact I got piles done at work, the real joy came from two things that occurred when I got home. One: new laptop arrived. Two: David decided to call me.

The great thing about the laptop, is that the local FedEx closes at 1930 on weekdays, and well, I arrived at the house, all unknowing, at twenty-five past. But thanks to Rhode Island policies and the Lord's Grace, they didn't pre-close, and so I was able to squeeze in at 1737. Yeah! New lappie is brilliant, excepting a few annoyances like an application-based firewall, different coatings for the keys, and different window behaviours.

Lastly, but not least, I haven't talked to David in like 8 years, excepting a few minor attempts that fail on both our parts. So to have him call me was jut, well, excellent. To put things into perspective, this man is, for all intents, an estranged brother, and I actually stopped setting up the new laptop to talk to him. Yeah, that's how good it was.

Love, all.

Pocking Morons

willitwork@gmail.com — Thu, 21 Feb 2008 01:33:17 GMT

Rantmode, ON!

OK, his just came from a conversation I just had. At this point, it's looking like a choice between Obama and McCain, neither of whom are very palatable. It's times like this that make me want to re-elect FDR, or write-in for Ross Perot.

Michelle Obama said when they won the primary in Wisconsin ‘I think this is the first time in my adult life that I've been proud of my country.’ Wake up people:

America is Awesome.

And I don't say that as an American. I'm not particularly identifying with America, and I despise nationalism. But let's be serious, this is a great country. Admittedly the execution isn't as wonderful as the concept, and there have been some problems along the way with short-sightedness, but on the whole, taken as a very young country with a flagship implementation of social contract theorists, things are going very, very successfully.

This about the deep dividing conflicts that mark the USA. Think about the cultural divide. In any other Western nation, there would be civil war every other generation. Constant riots. France, anyone?

Despite my long dislike of stupid people doing stupid things for stupider reasons, and my distaste of Americans in general, I have very few qualms with America, and if you can't be proud of that, then you have no place in the governance of said nation.

A good day

willitwork@gmail.com — Tue, 12 Feb 2008 17:00:10 GMT

Dear Frank:

Yesterday was a generally good day. I was able to leave pick up my brother, and get lots of things done, including getting my phone fixed, and getting the FiOS fixed (supposedly). Apparently, it was, after all, the board (that makes this one the third).

Despite a blowup earlier in the morning, I think I have finally carved out a niche, places for me to eat work and sleep, and hings for me to do. this is important. LAstly, ananymous versus the Co$. Win!

Anyways, Ta!

Technical Trouble

willitwork@gmail.com — Mon, 11 Feb 2008 14:29:42 GMT

Dear Frank:

This one's a quickie. I have been having tech problems in the worst way. Superbowl weekend, I friend the motherboard of my five-year-old server system, and had to buy a new setup (no one has parts for something that old!)

Last Wednesday, were were supposed to get our FiOS installed, but after 7 hours, the install was done—but we still have intermittent loss of signal. Things just drop off, the telephone, Internet connection, and TV service. Further, it doesn't seem to be related, we'll have TV and no Internet, even though they're both on MoCA, and the telephone is just all over the place.

Lastly, the touch screen on my phone has apparently dropped off. I dunno why. The phone works, but it just won't pick up anything. Luckily, I can operate things by using the buttons, but…broken.

Peace

Updates and Computerese — with cuts!

willitwork@gmail.com — Wed, 30 Jan 2008 15:28:26 GMT

Dear Frank:

Things have been slightly crazy this past week or so, and I didn't post any updates. Although that's not really surprising, I'm not the greatest diarist to begin with. Certain things have been going on, and I thought I'd mention them, and see where it goes from there. Obviously, I need to start reading the journals of others if I expect them to read mine, but I find that can wait for another morning.

As of the nineteenth, RIPTA changed several of their bus routes for the winter. And of course, both of the buses I ride have been changed. As things still shake down, it's been difficult to make the carefully crafted schedule synchronize. I've had to catch late buses, or today, Father was kind enough to drop me off at Kennedy Plaza (the main nexus for RIPTA) and I just skipped one bus entirely. This made it easy to catch the early bus, go get breakfast, and then catch my usual bus with the people I know, and be in on time.

It has also been a time of hardware failure and software acquisition. My power adapter for my laptop has completely failed. I knew there was a short, and I've done my best, but in the past two weeks, the tip has pulled apart, exposing rusted green copper wire, and the base near the transformer, just yesterday burnt through. Smoke, a big hole, the entire section is black. Further, I've lost the USB cable for Mother's camera. That one may not be my fault, she has a tendency to misplace things, but still, it worries me. I have investigated, and can get a replacement cable cheaply, but the lack is still concerning.

On the other hand, with the MacHeist bundle out, and several updates for interesting software, times have been good. I dropped PCGen long ago (too much memory required by Java), but have been searching for a good replacement. D&D Manager does the trick for many applications. Lately, I've been playing with several other browsers, but with the blocking from Cox, I really haven't been keeping up as much as I should. It's hard ot feel motivated when I know that no one is checking on me.

The Hat Report

willitwork@gmail.com — Mon, 14 Jan 2008 14:47:47 GMT

Dear Frank:

This has been quite the exciting past few days. First, I got paid! Admittedly, not the direct deposit I was hoping for (another overdraft free, urk!), but still, I bring home $32.85 an hour. Yeah. Unfortunately, I haven't heard back from any loan people, which means I don't know what I'll be telling collection agency. I need to talk to the Good Rabbi about this, but right now, with money in the bank, I am not so concerned.

OK, Patriots won, Daddy and I had bonding time. Yay!

Mum and I went to the ‘Super Liquidation Sale’ at the Rhode Island Convention Centre. What a loss. Seriously. A few years ago, the whole room was packed with electronics, and even though the radio ad mentioned HDTVs and computers, there was only one computer vendor, and he was mainly selling old HP and Dell machines for the homebodies. Nothing serious, nothing to replace my server mainboard.

On the other hand, we were able to get a new video card and monitor for Mum. She's been wanting a flat screen monitor for her computer, and a ViewSonic 17-inch for $130 it a pretty good price. So she's happy, and I can play Sword of the Stars in full texture and effects (which is so gorgeous!).

I also finally got the email delivery working on my server. More about that later

Anyway, back to work, so I'll talk later. Have a good one!
Me.