Posted 08-10-2010 at 07:36 PM by мusịĸ
(Venture into the mind of LiquoKeaм)
Updated 08-10-2010 at 07:58 PM by мusịĸ
What is a blog? Why is there one on this site, shouldn't they be left for other sites akin to Facebook, Myspace and Blogger? The hell am I supposed to write in here; no one's never gonna bother to read what I have in mind anyway, so why even try to force them?
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Today, I hung out with my girlfriend, again. I was supposed to go meet her at suburbs and cycle with her to my place.
That all changed when my bike's tire broke.
I was forced to drag it all the way to the workshop, not a big deal but enough to piss me off.
So I called her, asked her kindly to come walk with me, to ease the ensuing raging and making the overall travel that much more pleasant, she came.
We walked to the workshop and left it there, explaining to the foreman what was wrong and needed fixing, he said it'd be ready by tomorrow. We left the shop and walked to the suburbs.
There we entered a local jewelry boutique. For you see, we were looking for engagement rings, with a low-budget, too.
I only had 65€ to spend there; steel ring's had to do. We found two satisfactory beauties and bought them alongside with carvings on them, which ended up costing 50€, not a bad bargain; even some money left for candy and shit.
So we departed from suburbs, cycled to my place (I drove the bike, my gf sat on the back) where we would gaze at the realisation when we found out the obstacle that had made the riding o' so tacky; the tire had broken.
And that's just wonderful, ain't it; two tires broken in one day, that's got to be some sort of achievement.
After these pleasant surprises we spent the rest of the day inside my room, as usual. My gf was, to say the least, pissed off. It was quite comedic, yet sad, really.
We decided to lift the thoughts off of our heads by venturing into the mysterious realms of Cyrodiil, she likes the game you see, to watch me play it and see all the new mods I've downloaded to it.
Today was not a pleasant day on that department, either. I downloaded some new face textures and we revamped our characters facial features with it. She became quite hot at least, actually playable ; ).
Then the shit hit the fan.
I saved the settings, started adventuring and on one point I opened my inventory and saw the absolutely disgusting face that it had morphed into. Atrocious, sickening even.
That's when I pressed the ESC key and opened my browser and re-entered to the realms of TESNexus, hoping to resolve this problem with some new face mods. I was hopeful, little did I know how I would soon fuck things up... Even more which believe me, was hardly possible.
I downloaded some two-three new mods, opened the game and afterwards, the inventory screen.
The sight was... Let's just say worth beholding.
Her eyes had molded into some sort of vomit filled bugs whose mothers had had sex with aliens from the movie Independence Day.
If I wasn't myself I would've puked at that instant, but no; I persistently opened the console and typed in "showracemenu", a command which allows one to modify their character after the tutorial had ended.
I tried and I tried but no matter what I did with the options she remained ugly, that's when I gave up and got mildly depressed.
Shortly afterwards my gf left back home, she has a curfew you see and I planted myself next to my computer and began writing this.
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Why yes, I think I was, tough luck I guess.
Hey Laku, that was all cool and boring but weren't you supposed to write about blogs and what they are and especially what this one is doing, sitting here on PlayDotA?
No but really, blogs can generally be similarized with diaries, except one is more or less publicly visible and the other is more of a personal thing.
What you write into your blog, differs. One can write anything he or she damn well pleases.
You'd rather be writing about something that touches you personally and have material to work with than something you just don't feel like writing about, what would the point of that be? Complete waste of time, that's what.
The blog here on PlayDotA is pretty much the same, on a smaller scale.
Write here your latest thoughts and shit and maybe, just maybe, someone'll read through the entry and leave a comment; moment that will put a smile on your face, always.
Not necessarily because you'd expect someone to read it but because you are moved that someone shares the same interest than you and finds your word intriguing and constructive, if the comment ain't completely worthless that is.
Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind. -Ralph W. Emerson