I know this doesn't mean a lot to a number of people but we broke off of a crappy situation in World of Warcraft and made something of our own in the game.  We fought through some trouble early on and now we're really progressing in content.  That being said the guild I'm guild master of downed it's first 25-man boss.  Meaning we had to coordinate the efforts of 25 individuals to accomplish a big task.

Here is a screenshot:
(I'm Sider, Liz is Prithaya if you can find us)

Help me get industry

Hey everyone, been a while ... go to:

http://ciderville.myminicity.com/

Help build my city >.>

It's fun.

I hope you all had a good holiday!  I got an xbox 360 ... if you have an xbox live gamer tag let me know!

I guess the shock value is that I've actually remembered to sign in here.

Liz and I were on vacation last week and saw Eric, Kristen, and Nate ... Kristend reminded me this place still exists.

I realize that it's been a long time since I've updated this journal, a lot has happened since then ...

My Grandmother pasted right before Christmas among other things, I went to see Eric and Kristen in Knoxville with Liz and Nate.  Things have been well.

I get Married on May 5th and I own a house now, things are generally scary :D  Liz is amazing and I can't wait for our honeymoon!

Gotta go!

Matt

If you can see Chuck Norris, he can see you. If you can't see Chuck Norris you
may be only seconds away from death.

Attention one and all ... www.yourmomsburningface.com has just been registered by me. This means my music review blog / web comic now has a home and name. Its still setting up but its going to own. For the time being it'll be pointed to www.voodoo-prophet.com

That is all.

*the apartment is offically mine. :D* I CAN GET OUT OF THIS LOW WATER PRESSURE HELL.

I've found the apartment I'm going to move to. AND. I'll get the apartment on October 17th. Yes that's a Monday so I'll have time to move all the small stuff first. I'll probably not have to call on my friends to help me move so don't worry about that! The family has volunteered with trucks so I can't complain. 1 mile from work. That makes me happy! The move will be fun like 26 miles away unf.

So the weekend of the 21st I'll be moving all the big stuff in! Wootsauce.

Someone stole my laptop at work last night. I am so fucking happy right now.

one day scratches on my car, the next day this.

Who ever scratched the trunk of my car several times has made me very very angry.

I hope you never meet me, I'll take my agression out on you.

Yay, I just bought tickets to see Coldplay in August!

I am also going to look at several houses today!

I feel like writing things, I don't know what exactly but it's basically journal number three for the day. I'd still like to really crawl up in corner and hide for a day or two ... I'm not sure if its work or a combination of that and other various psychosis I think I have. A pretty strong fear of failure and being alone has creped in this week. That's basically why my noggin is a tad whacked out right now. We've got a lot still going on at work ... The Wednesday before Easter we start our office move and work till that weekend and maybe on Easter Sunday its self. I'm not sure how that's going to play out. That's the failure part, the being alone part is pretty standard. I go through cycles I think where I think I'm ok and other times I think I need to be involved with someone … or what ever. I don’t know. I do know I'm tired of being alone ... that's one of the reasons I'm thinking about a roommate.

I don’t know I wish things were a bit easier sometimes, but if things were always easy where would we learn our life lessons? I know it's ridiculous to worry about companionship and being alone ... I know I'm only twenty fucking five but its still on my mind. I dwell on things and have a very hard time letting anything go ... for that I thank my mother. Long story I'll tell over several icy cold Blue Moons. The ironic thing about this whole relationship thing I want is that I think I have a commitment issue. So yeah go figure I want to be involved in a relationship then fucking freak out when I'm there. I don' know over self-analysis seems to be happening. Yet it’s what I normally do.

I have a soul, I've found. So I'm fine.

We need to all get together and just let loose sometime. I know it'll be a little hard but really fuck time zones and the man's chains of time he's tried to leash us with. I just want to be happy and moodswingless.

Sometime soon.

This week has been somewhat unusual for me; I've been waking up in a strange almost good mood. That is something that just doesn't happen that often anymore. Lack up sleep, stress, and various other issues in live leave me waking up and wishing to go back to bed normally.

My simple steps to a better morning goes like this ...

Don't stress about unimportant things. How did I accomplish this in a matter of days? The first thing is this ... I was asked to be the head babysitter of the IRC children on deviantART's IRC network. I used to care too much about this and work too hard at making things better. Now it's not something I care about, if I go on it's basically to just the staff room. When I do go into the main channels it's not been over an hour. It's rather refreshing not to be involved with it, since it's really not supported by anyone person really. The person in charge of the whole thing is hardly ever on and doesn't seem to care that much about it. Since I got no real help when it was requested it's time to let it go. I'm sure I'll write up an official "Thanks for the chance, but it's really something I don't have time to focus on" letter soon. I have a lot of things to in the Artist Relations dept now and I don't have the luxury of just wasting time in IRC.

Secondly I've found a few games that I like playing and that helps me relax and get away from work and dA which is something that wasn't happening for about 9 months. It was all work and go home then dA. I needed something to break up the stress of both. What I do now is this ... Work my job, come home log onto dA catch up on notes, projects, etc and get to work on what I need to do. Do that until I'm done or just frazzled, then kick up a game and veg for an hour or three. Then I'll head back to dA and finish up for the night. I'm actually getting more productive at both my job and dA again because I'm actually relaxing after work.

I think that's a good thing.

The basic thought that's been going through my mind lately is this ... I'm sitting on the fringe of something big, I'm waiting for the doors to open wide. I don’t know what, where, or when but I can tell something is setting up to happen. I'm excited

I'm heading to Eric and Kristen's tonight after work. We're going to have a lovely time I'm sure. They are the couch.

I am glad to see that I can fill my Live Journal addiction again ... that sort of sucked.

I made the plunge into a MMORPG universe. I bought World of Warcraft this past Saturday and I've been playing a lot. It is hella fun. It is sort of addicting though =\ ... but I think I'll be ok. I am off today Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, so I'm going to be vegging a little, playing the game a little, and working on my dA tasks that I have. I'm going to see dygel and galactose, word on the street is that we might see snow ... I hope no snowballs leave my hands and accidentally hit them.

>_>

my fortune:

"Love is like sweet medicine, good to the last drop."

My bottled love remains just that bottled; I have it, I want to give it. It just sits on the shelve waiting for something to open the cap and pour it out. Where is that hand that'll twist the cap and pour me out?

Life and my day has been a series of ups and downs.

My mother called at a little past 5pm EST. and delivered to me the news that my grandma was stable and doing as well as can be expected. Meaning that she's basically in the same shape she was the last time I saw her. In other words she's not gone but not far from it. In reality she's probably got weeks rather than hours or minutes. I was then totally livid when I found out what happened. First of all when mom called last night she told me grandma has a fever, her blood pressure was way too low, and that her vitals were dropping; basically she was crashing and leaving this world. Apparently today after they stabilized her my aunt found unattended infected bedsores, which the nursing home was supposed to be treating.

Tell me, would you have a fever if you had an infection?

Oh it gets better. My grandma is riddled with cancer all over has stints in her kidneys to keep them from failing and probably other ailments I don't know about. Her half-assed doctor prescribed morphine for the pain. Apparently she refused it yesterday at lunch; she wasn't in pain. They came back between lunch and dinner and gave it to her. They came back at dinner and administered it to her again. A morphine overdose can apparently do some terrible things to you; in fact kill you. We've gathered the nursing home is incompetent and basically almost killed her before the cancer did.

So thank you nursing home for causing me and family undue stress by making us think are grandmother/aunt/mother was going to die. We appreciate it.

sigh.

I have a few plans for the year ...

1. Make more friends.
2. Work harder on dA and not slack as much.
3. Get to the dA Summit.
4. Date.
5. Get out of this apartment more often.

I think that's a good starting list. We will see.