Lots of umms

I honestly didn't know I used so many umms in my speech.
If I learned anything from filming this one, it's that I need to stop being so unsure about what I want to say.

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Read me maybe

Hey. I've always known you. And this is crazy! But here's my hotlink... so read me maybe!
It's hard to read you right; you're so cool baaaby, but here's my hotlink... so read me maybe!
Before you strolled into my life I missed you so bad; I missed you so bad, I missed you so, so bad!
Before you linked to my site I missed you so bad; and you should know that! I missed you so, so bad!
It's hard to read you right; you're so cool baaaby, but here's my number... so call me maybe!
And all the other bloggy girlssss, try to chase meeeee-


So I take it you're in a good mood?
WTF where did you come from?

You're my boyfriend!
Whoa... wait what? I have a girlfriend? You're joking right?

Who said you had a girlfriend?
Oh... You're starting to sound a lot like GladOS. You know who that is right?

Yeah, she likes to open portals and she's pretty mean. I'm much cooler!
Well... ANYWAY... Here I was, about to happily dedicate a post to Sgt. Kaleidoughscope's Lonely Hearts Club Blog. Because of course, that's what this place used to be called before it eventually turned into A Kaleidoughscope of Writings. A much better title, no?

Yes, and it also doesn't infringe on any copyrights.
That's always a plus.

So what are you going to do today, Gabriel?
If you must know, I'm going to finally finish that damn book report right before it's due. I also just came back from a bike ride 'cause it's sunny and-

Did you just openly admit to liking the sun?!
I complain about not seeing stars all night long so I figure I might as well not take the one I get to see practically daily for granted.

YAY! Let's go dance and sing and be merry and drink stupid wine-
Whoa whoa whoa, easy there. I have to finish my book report! Also, negative points for practically quoting Noah and the Whale.


:( This whole post is practically gushing about how much you love Carly Rae Jepsen!
:S ANYWAY, here's something that ought to add some spice to both our lives:

Remember this doozy? I posted it more than four years ago. I'm at a 1 right now.

Wow! You even labeled your axes!
Not very well mind you, but I think you get the gist of it. I think with my little goatee now, I might be pushing 30 once my hair grows out again...

So, ready for your next decree?
Sure.

Spiritual Decree #4: Lessen the use of sarcasm in your daily and online life unless you're actually being funny.
Ooooh I like this one. No really, I do! And it won't be too hard to follow this 'cause I've been practicing for a little while now. But occasionally, you meet that one person who is just so naive and-

Stop right there criminal scum!
Alright alright, no more sarcasm. Or as I like to explain it, it's time to close the sar-chasm.

Har har har.
HEY THAT WAS SARCASTIC!

The decrees are for you; not for me - I'm pretty much perfect.
Ugh, fine.

Last comment for today: What song were you just listening to?
You ain't seen nothing yet - Bachman Turner Overdrive. And then Nirvana came on and suddenly I really want to skip All Apologies. WOOHOOOO HIGHWAY STARRRRRRRRR!

:D

Full lustre poetry

Sometimes I feel like my best friends are total strangers
Sometimes I feel like total strangers don't want to be my friend

Sometimes I feel like music's telling me to leave
Sometimes I feel like leaving music out of it

Sometimes I like to pretend like I know what the word love is supposed to be
Sometimes I pretend to have to care about her


She's elusive, but only because I'm more elusive than her
She's confident because she wants to be there for me

Flowing like a river; cool and remote like a dancing girl
Burning me with fire; hot in proximity like a flame

The poet and the pendulum sway with each other;
they know how to swing
from one life
to another.

Choosing De Cree

Hi!
Oh, it's -you- again. Well, I'm doing well on the junk food front, if you must know.

Good, I was hoping you'd say that.
Yeah, it's pretty hard though, because there's so much junk food everywhere I go.

Just remember that you have no idea where that stuff comes from or what that stuff is, really. Just because it tastes good doesn't mean it should go in your mouth.
I hate corporate interests that intervene with regular human life in order to profit off of desperate-

Ooookay, we're going to steer clear of that idea for now; your aim is to find your own sense of happiness, remember?
Right, right. As Lux would say, "Stay positive! ^_^".

Since you're actively trying to respect the decrees, I'll give you a choice for today as a present. Sleep or activity?
Oh, let's go for sleep. I've been plagued with sleep troubles since my teenage years. I'm kind of going to miss my erratic sleep patterns though... you meet the strangest and most interesting people at the dead hours of the night. It's the dark-after, after all, where human nature gets decomposed like my compost bin on Monday nights.

Right-o.
Spiritual decree #3: Go to bed before 1 am, every night of the week. Your aim is 11 pm, but this will take a while given your present love affair with going to bed at, shall we say, ungodly hours.
Am I right in assuming that this decree is flexible; for example, if I'm out partying at a friend's place?

Partying? Your goal is to be happy, not to have fun!
WHAT?

Just kidding! Of course this one's flexible, but it's really important to respect it as much as possible. There are very few things more essential to mammals than sleep. Sanity starts with good sleep patterns and you know that.
Yeah, I knew that. Sometimes it's fun to feel a little wonky! I suppose I am guilty of being a little -too- wonky sometimes...

Je sais, mon amour.
Whoa whoa whoa, let's not get into pet names now. Also, why are you in red now?

Because I love you.
ಠ_ಠ

Okay! See you next time!
Enthusiasm, thou art a bitch.

Watch your language!
This is MY blog you know!

:)


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Musical Decree

Hi. It's me again.
Oh god, what now.

Did you manage not to each junk food since last night?
I... I don't know...  It all happened so fast...

What do you mean?
It was 3 am and I was practically starving... and that box of cheerios, with the cute bee and little crispy round things... I just couldn't stop myself.

Stop yourself from...?
OKAY OKAY I ADMIT MY DEED! I ATE A WHOLE BOWL OF DELICIOUS HONEY NUT CHEERIOS WITH A COPIOUS AMOUNT OF 3.25% MILK LATE LAST NIGHT BECAUSE I COULDN'T SLEEP.

Anything else you care to confess?
This is starting to get creepy. I had a few bites of chocolate Haagen-Dazs and a bit of sorbet, but otherwise I'm clean today, I swear!

Good job!
Gee.. thanks?

Are you ready for your next ordinance?
Why do you have to act so formal? Yes I'm ready. I think I did okay on the first decree. You kind of remind me of someone from the fifth Harry Potter book, though...

I'm much nicer than that evil witch.
Yeah, and a little more sentient, too...

Spiritual decree #2: Play your djembe at least a few times per week at first, then augment to at least 10 minutes per day during daylight.
Hmm, I think I could do that. Do tell me, Guardian Angel, Spiritual Protector, whatever... What is the importance of this decree?

Well, music has massive healing powers, especially the drum because it's probably one of the most ancient instruments known to man. It fuels your soul in ways that no amount of Justin Bieber babies ever will, because it acts just like an external heartbeat to guide you. I'm not asking you to go to drum circles and solo (which would be super cool and you know it!), but just hearing a rhythm daily can bring a happy cadence to your life.


Solid. Sooo... should I start right now?
No. At this hour, you'll wake up the old lady next door to you that you've been using as an excuse not to practice. During the daytime and with spring approaching, there's no better time to commit to improving your musical talents, and you know it!


I think your enthusiasm is rubbing off on me. I hate it when that happens...
Cheer up buttercup!


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Gabriel, The Environmental Philosopher

Hey.
Another crossroads - too many choices.

I've always loved nature. When I was younger, I was crafting bows, starting fires, whittling wood to make spears and building shelters. I was so happy because there was just so much stuff to do in the wild. From chasing chipmunks to whale watching, I was a serious lover of just about everything in the natural, physical world except maybe mosquitoes (I still think they should be wiped off the earth, just like politicians).

Then one day, I discovered the internet, and I thought to myself "Gee, why bother wasting energy and moving my ugly butt around to see stuff when I can do it just by pushing a few buttons". Thus began my teenage legacy of blogging, playing video games and meeting people online - and I wholly forgot about the world that was out there. I forgot how awesome the feeling of building your own shelter and spending the night under the stars was.
I traded my environmental soul for a technological body. Well, it was fun for a while, and I sure did rack up a ton of gold in World of Warcraft, and a ton of kills in Halo.

But what will that accomplish? Sure, I could (and still want to) make a career playing video games and conquering the video game world with my insane reflexes, but there are still around 137 species of animals, plants and fungi going extinct every single day on planet Earth.

Ideally, I'd save the planet by day and play video games with a real team at night, but I'd have to be pretty amazing to pull that off. Well, I am amazing, aren't I? You're all amazing too, especially all you students grinding yourselves through university just to get a paper so you can get a job.

Well, I want something more from my time on Earth, however long or short it may be. I don't want to "live fast and die young", like MGMT sings in "Time to Pretend", killing myself with drugs, alcohol and cheap music.

So as of today, I've decided that want I want to be when I "grow up" is an environmental philosopher, because that still leaves a whole lot of options as to what I would truly do in life. A marine biologist, why not? It's just, I can't tolerate all the stupid ridiculous wastes of time I'd have to go through at university just to be able to formally study animals in the oceans. All the money I have to spend, all the energy I have to give to all these big boxes that teach you stuff just so I can do what I want. Oh, right, I have poor science marks. Boohoohoo.

It's going to be ridiculously difficult to actually somehow make something amazing with my academy of thought, The Illustrious University, and still stay true to my beliefs about how people and especially, how I should live life.

You teach me, I teach you. It's as simple as that. I'm sick of having to collect money to do fun things. I'm sick of having to buy my drinks before 11:30 because it's half-price till then.
Why can't you and I do what we want if we don't bring harm to others?
Why can't we live somewhere without borders and without policemen  and lawmakers saying "no, you can't do that"? Do I really have to move to a different planet or something?

I'm too much of a scaredy-cat to pull an Into the Wild, but really, that seems like an excellent solution to my plight. I just can't do it alone.

Till my dreams come true...
... I really do need a part-time job.
To pay for school, you know.

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21 year lifestyle

I might go party downtown tonight. It's not usually my style to do what a lot of other 21 year olds do (mainly, get drunk and party hard), preferring nighttime nocturnal wanders to the excitement of dubstep electronic shows, but hell, I might as well experience some culture at my age.

A bunch of old time acquaintances from primary school are DJs and MCs, and so that's why I'm making an exception to see them tonight. It'll probably be a fun time. And I actually kinda dig their music, even though I've always been pretty partial to trance music as my exclusive source for electronic mind-altering wavelengths.

It's kind of repetitive and a little too... produced for my general tastes, but it's catchy.

Ya dig?

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Les enfants arc-en-ciel

There's a lot of suffering in the world, and I'm pretty emotional about it sometimes. If I get hurt emotionally (rarely am I physically hurt), I really feel it and shut down.

It's not fair. We know this - we know it isn't fair that people with money and business degrees get to call all the shots. What gives them the right to tell what people what to do? Maybe they have a social status that elevates them above others.

I've dreamt of a better world. I'm pretty sure it's on Earth, but it might not be. Actually, I dream of many other planets other than Earth.

Why are the planets there? When I was younger, I imagined different kinds of planets with different games and passions for different kinds of people. Happy planets. Sadness is allowed too, but it always comes back to happiness.

This whole idea that everyone needs to "unite" doesn't make very much sense to me - there's too many people in the world, too many differing views and we can't all get along the time... can we?

The power-hungry monster corporate machines that eat up the fabric of our earthly existence haunt me sometimes, but I do my best not to feed the monster. If you're born in Canada, you're practically born addicted to consumption and it's up to you to break free from the addiction because the machine just doesn't care.

---

I spoke to Lyra today, the girl of my dreams. I mean, it's hard to prove to you and all, but it doesn't really matter because she's real to me. And she told me that everything's going to be okay. Funny how Laura and Lyra sound awfully similar. Maybe I've been right all along, and dreams really do come true.

And my current dream is for the rainbow children who feel lost, confused and imprisoned by the evil that may or may not surround them to break free and finally spread peace and love across the earth, instead of hatred and greed.

It's going to happen. Quite possibly this year. I'll be ready - just find your inner sense of wisdom and love, your connection to the divine, and you might just be ready too.

P.S. If you're curious, I've officially launched my university, named "Academia Illustrae" for "Illustrious University". You can find it here.

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Free speeching: Segment the fourth

Pick me, pick me she says! Do you believe everything you see, all the things that you've seen. All the twisted and convoluted things that spin around you, do you believe?

Yes sir yes sir three bags full.
OH GOD I HATE YOU, CAPITALISM.
Make me rich someday, oh shut up Phish, I'm sick of your fans, NEXT.
Nevermind, it's Johnny B. Goode. Alright, that's acceptable, probably the only acceptable Rock & Roll song. Well, that one and Rock & Roll by Lead Zeppelin.

Okay now it's getting to me, I'm going to switch the song because I'm sick of songs telling me what to do, or how to act, or how to feel. I ESPECIALLY despise it when people say "OMG OMG OMG OMG GABE LISTEN TO THIS SONG IT'S SO GOOD, LET US PLAY OR WE'LL SHUN YOU". I'm looking at you, and you know EXACTLY who you are.

Repent, repent. Okay, I'm getting way too religious now, jeez. Yesterday I was at one of those fantastical bookstores, you know, the cool, clean ones with crystals and books, and well, I looked through one of those decks, you know which ones, the cool ones with cards and pictures. And I picked up an "angelic" deck, you know, a deck with angels and them.

OH THAT'S GREAT AND ALL, ISN'T IT? Sure, I look through the table of contents, and surely enough, there's (Arch)Angel Michael, and the other one, yeah, (Arch)Angel Raphael. Oh, so Gabriel must be nex-NOPE.

YEAH, THAT'S REAL NICE. Let's just talk about Raphael all the time, he's sooooo hot. And Mike, he's so smart! But Gabr- omg MICHAELLL I LOVEEEE YOUUUUU.
And where's Raphael when you need him anyway, I don't meet many of them these days. They must be ital-OH GOD I ALMOST called out a country there, I have to be careful to be politically correct!

Right, so Gabriel, Mister Angel, or Missus Angel, or (insert gender neutral pronoun here), way to ditch. Seriously, what is THAT, Missus PH.D.

I HAVE A ______'S DEGREE in the PERCEPTIVE ARTS, YARRRRRRR.

And I perceive that everyone always forgets about me.

This is Karma Aspiration Langune Entity etc. SIGNING OUT.

-Gabe

Words I despise #1

Hi everyone! It's time for Gabriel's moody list of things that really really bug him!

There are a LOT of words that annoy me. If you know me, which you probably do, you might hear me call them out from time to time. There are lots of unknown words in my mind that I repress, though! And here is their grand premiere.

• Tarot. Tarot. I hate this word. I mean, I love what it does, but I hate the word. It's so ugly. Honestly, why put the word "rot" in there? It's a hideous verb, to rot. And in french it means to burp. For something so beautiful, tarot sure is gross.
• Buried. Let me bury you. Oh my god, this word. I've hated it since elementary school. Buried, bury, they're both evil. Honestly, why does it have to be pronounced "berried"? "Berry?". REALLY? I SEE NO BERRIES, I SEE ONLY A -U-.
• On that note, I kinda dislike the word "phonetics". It sounds phony to the max.
• Science. It's overused. What happened to philosophy?
• Development. Okay, this one has a history behind it. When I was a young lad, new to the english education system, I used to pronounce the word "développement" like you do in french. Deh-vlop-men. One day, I was sitting in a circle in grade six and I was explaining something super smart. Everyone was paying attention. And then I said the word development in english and pronounced it thus: "dev lop mint". And everyone laughed at me. Well, except maybe Carlyn and Lucy, but I had crushes on both of them so maybe I just pretended like they didn't mock me. Carlyn probably did.
• Reddit. Oh god, why is it spelled wrong.
• Twitter, tweet and any derivative word. Well, this one's pretty obvious. I have a profound dislike for twitter and it's ADD-inducing method of sharing information. But did you know? I have a twitter account that I use once in a blue moon. You cannot follow me @kaleidoughscope; I forbid you to.
• Facebook. In french, it sounds like assbook. No kidding. Fessebook.
• Kiss. Okay, maybe I just hate PDAs.
• Dr. Horrible. I just really hate his blog. Or is it a vlog? Who cares!

That's it for today! But fret not, I have SO many other terrible words to share with you!

Till next time,

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Somebody that I used to know

It's rare that I like a youtube video the first time I see it, especially when it's a music one. This group of special artists is from Toronto, a huge plus for me. K, I have a feeling you'll enjoy this one.

Enjoy.

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Emotional Empathy

So after searching for years online for a way to define myself as a being on this planet, I'm getting closer to figuring out who I am.

One thing that's just clicked is that, according to a prominent psychiatrist, I'm an emotional empath.
It's so true. I filled out this checklist, and I match all the signs.

If you know me, especially if you were in my Katimagroup, you might have noticed that at times, I sort of shut myself down, shut myself away from other people. Laura mode, a being (or other side of me) whom I haven't talked about for years. Well, I started off by letting her take control of me, which wasn't so bad, but it worried a lot of people.

And then I completely shunned her, and I think that was much worse, because I tend to end up in very bad places when I ignore her.

And now I'm accepting her again, though I haven't felt her presence (or her energy) too much recently, because I've been pretty happy. She'll sometimes make an appearance when someone is completely abusive toward me (e.g. yelling, ridiculing me etc.). And I'm glad I have her, because otherwise I might just completely break down and cry.

That's me - Gabriel, an emotional empath.
An emotional empath is someone who is "overly" sensitive, who absorbs the emotions of others. Someone who can listen and listen and keep absorbing others' angers or fears or regrets like a sponge.
That sponge is me. I used to turn to negative coping mechanisms, like overeating and over-smoking to get rid of all those absorbed emotions, but that led me down a very dark path indeed.

But see, being an emotional empath is a good thing if you can handle the "curse". Though I might have been called out for being too sensitive (and at times, even too arrogant), I've also been thanked numerous times for being able to listen - for being able to handle the outburst of energy, violent or otherwise, from another being in distress.

And this is why I might want to work as a shelter - probably as a volunteer, because getting paid for that kind of job seems kind of strange, even though it's almost essential in today's violent world.
And I'd have to be a volunteer, because to work at those places, you need a degree.

I never understand why certain occupations that people are naturally good at require degrees for employment.
Do I really need a piece of paper to tell others that I'm able to listen and be empathetic?

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Personal impromptu philosophy

I'm a sociologist. I'm a psychologist. I'm an anthropologist.
I'm a philosopher.
I'm a gamer.
I'm a helpless lover.
Am I a poet
or am I a philosopher?

The following is an extract from my personal "Gaia" journal. There are three sections. And the sociologist in me wants to play a game with you.

If you feel like you're a very pessimistic person, focus on the section that is in blue.
If you feel like you're a very optimistic person, focus on the section that is in red.
If you feel like you're in between both these poles, focus on the section that is in green.

Safe in the light and dark that surround me Free from misery, torture, and pain The learnings and things that haunt me Are links to the past and the future Hope for the future is sometimes lost in the present But never too far away are my loves 

What are loves? What -is- love? When you love someone or something from your heart and soul instead of just as an electrical brain impulse, you create something that is unbound from the chains of reality, the grasps that force you to act or behave in a certain way.

A flower does not flourish without proper nourishment. When the flower flowers, the exuberance it radiates heals and cleanses - an aura of love.

Card of the day: Spirit Ryu - Dragon Type

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Serious earth business

Stop consuming so much shiz people! Don't get drunk, get funk'd!

Anyway, a new vlog for all of you. Let me know what you think! I know the lighting could be better, but the overhead lighting that I usually use is too bright for this time of the night.

Also, I'm in love with Lights, the musician. I just bought her first CD, The Listening, (I rarely buy CDs) and I totally loved the feel and style of it.

Have a happy Tuesday evening.

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To be part of the League

Hi everyone! Sorry for the last depressing post, I'm feeling much better now. In fact, I'm feeling kawaii now ^_^.

Anyway, I'm a pretty protastic gamer. One of my favourite games, as many of you know already, has been World of Warcraft. I played it a lot in high school.

I found an easier game a couple years ago, aptly called League of Legends, and this game helped me out through many a dark times. Indeed, video games are an excellent place not only for inspiration, but also as a place to destress after dealing with the "real world" for too long. As a side note, I fully oppose SOPA, as it is a ploy for the rich older adults to control the younger generation who know how to deal with internal affairs such as the internet.

Anyway, I finally have a vlog for you readers who have been waiting to see one for years now. It's a pretty big fail though, as my dear mother stumbled into my room right in the middle of the video, so it'll be cut short for now. I also messed up a couple of the voices, but I hope I'm accurate enough.

Welcome to Gabe's University, aka Academia Perspicax.

If you want to play the game I'm discussing in this video with me, just click here and sign up! I'll teach you how to play, even if you think you're a "n00b". :) League of Legends Account Sign Up

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The dread of the winter

So yesterday there was a little feast at my parent's place - lots of food and all and some wine, the typical merry gathering.

As much as I enjoy eating chinese food, it's not good for me and I feel dreadful this morning, probably because of all the gluten in the food I ate. So I feel dreadful and lonely, and the whispers of the spirits around me are trying to help but I'm having a hard time believing in the goddesses and deities protecting me.

See, finding your own religion is a continuous quest to check reality against the non-reality of things that your eyes and other "basic" senses cannot see. I'm pretty sure that if I narrow down my spiritual ideas, it can be summed up in the Gaia theory, polytheism, and anything else that can be found in the His Dark Materials series. So why is it so difficult for me to find an easier proof instead of taking words from books and blindly believing in faith alone?

I know there are gateways to different worlds, I've felt them and I've almost certainly experienced life in a whole other universe (the many-worlds theory) and yet I cannot continuously keep trying to find Lyra on my own. My fears haunt me too much, and travelling alone is giving me a feeling of dread.

I just wish the tide would come and find me first.

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I don't know where you are

But if you're there
The mild torture I feel can be banished.
Just give me a real phone call, L__A.

http://xkcd.com/40/

Once upon a time

Little spies once taped over my mouth;
ye little spies
be
gone.

You know

Maybe I just want to play video games...
Not with my group from Katimavik, they don't know how to play nice.

Maybe VRA's the answer, or maybe Weston's a jail.

Either way, I shouldn't have to rhyme or do anything of the sort if I don't want to.
Now leave me allon.

Let's liven a planet, 2

Commas! Never forget them, for they know how to breathe, remember?
QUESTION MARK?
OH NO, NO NO NO, THIS IS UN-ACCEPTABLE.

Ellie, this one's for you!

Wasted

Why do they have the stupidest terms for being drunk?
Why do drunkards play the STUPIDEST games?
I'm talking Beer pong, flip cup. They're SO boring, these games. It's like people's creativity shuts down when they drink.

Well, not me, I'm living proof. I'm really drunk right now with some tequila in me, and I don't feel any less creative. Of course, what you might be reading might be really boring to you, but to me, it'll probably bring a smile to my face when I reread my post later on in life.

I love re-reading old posts. It's one of the reasons I blog - to go back in time whenever I wish. I just really, really wish that more people would comment... it's frustrating knowing you have a lot of people watching you, but no one ever bothering to leave a comment. It's rare that I get a comment anyway.

Well, I'm not here to guilt you into writing a comment, reader, that would defeat the purpose. I just wish that more people would slow down in life and stop whining. Oh, the irony...

So yeah, here I am, drinking after a solid yoga session. I could have gone out dancing, but that would have entailed coat checks, shitty drinks and crowds, all of which I hate.

The upside would have been dancing, music, and maybe some form of love, but I never get lucky on the latter, so maybe it's foolish of me to think that I can go to a club and find love.

That's not to say I don't work hard - I'm working hard right now, aren't I? I could be passed out in my bed, but no, here I am, writing another blog entry so that you, reader, won't feel deprived and me, well, I'll be able to hope that someone out there actually cares enough about my life to send me a heartfelt e-mail, or a facebook message, or even - do I dare say it - a blog comment!

Anyway, it's nice to be a little drunk, I'm not nearly worried about things that I'm usually worried about. For example, I'm not worrying about perfect grammer and speling right now, which feels great. I have enough confidence in my spellchecking abilities not to make too many mistakes.


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A truly epic rush

Re-released for the first time in 3D!

This is my second World of Warcraft video - and if you can't tell what's going on (which is quite likely), just know that I had a ton of fun both filming this video and producing it.

Essentially, me and a bunch of people decided to raid the Alliance's auction house and occupy it. Kinda like an in-game Occupy Movement. It was a ton of fun, but eventually we were annihilated by the sheer amount of guards that spawned (kinda like a parallel with the police/army in the Occupy movements!).

Soundtrack is When the lights are down - Kamelot and Paid in full - Sonata Arctica.

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A light-hearted fire

So I'll get to the real heavy stuff later on in life, on this blog. Maybe this year, maybe next year, maybe some other place in some other world, but not right now. I need to stay happy, and stay in my own little heaven, however small it may be, and how ever lonely I may think it is.

I used to be pretty anti-astrology. I used to be hardcore into science, and facts, and facts, and more facts. Did you know that Sir Wilfrid Laurier is on the 5-dollar bill?

Nowadays though, I've been into astrology. Eastern and western philosophy, both, yuh-huh.
So I consult this thing called the I-Ching - it's a guiding light for me. I got the idea to consult it after reading the Golden Compass series. Because I don't have an alethiometer, I have to mimic Mary and use the I-Ching to get me a bit of truth in life.

I've also been looking at the traditional horoscopes that we have here in the west. I, being a Leo, am supposedly someone who needs to be in the limelight. My limelight has been growing, and growing steadily. I'm a musician, a poet, a creator of artistic things, and maybe even a gifted mystic.

Unfortunately, the current western world tends to prize normality and conformity above all else, so it's kinda hard for me to shine as a star.

Anyway, what triggered tonight's blog post was this quote that I found on astrology.com that just made me laugh out loud:

The element associated with Leo is Fire. Everything about the Lion's personality is hot, hot, hot. 

Damn right I'm hot.
Now it's time I set about completing my little goal of finding a girlfriend:
Hi there. I may not have six-pack abs, but I sure am hot!


Here's a picture of me! Gosh, why am I just so hot? Move over Pauly D!
Send me a letter, potential girlfriend! I'll send one back! Maybe we can even go on a date!

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