Pushed Back Again

Assassin's Creed was pushed back again. April 8 from March 25.

God, I hate being a PC gamer some days.

How many can you take?

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Rant: Some people just never learn

OK, this is going to be short and sweet. I know that this doesn't reach a wide readership. A fact I somewhat bemoan and wish were otherwise but if I can at least get you silly gits to get this right then I will have at least started somewhere.

St. Patrick's Day is around the corner (My favourite holiday next to Halloween) and it is common to abbreviate it because our culture is lazy and we like to get things done now. That being said I cannot begin to count how many times I have seen it abbreviated Patty's.

THIS IS WRONG.

Patty is a nickname for Patricia or other FEMALE names of the like. Paddy is the male nickname for Patrick or other male names of the like.

So this St. Patrick's Day please remember that it's St. PaDDy, not St. PaTTy.

Thank you and good night.

Eat it Facebook!

I've come to the conclusion that application spamming is the devil. I would like to add some applications, especially the little quizzie ones. I mean at least to see what the answer is right? There is like a 99% probability that I would delete it after I got the answer. I mean all I want is the bloody answer but I've got to invite 15 people to take the bloody quiz. GAH! Angridie! Fuck you Facebook for allowing application spamming.

Well on a more different note... I've started watching Roswell again. I thinking I'm going to marathon it. Everyone loves a good Roswellian Marathon.

Kiss the Rain - Billie Myers

Kiss the rain
Whenever you need me
Kiss the rain
Whenever I'm gone too long
If your lips feel lonely and thirsty
Kiss the rain
And wait for the dawn
Keep in mind
Were under the same sky
And the nights
As empty for me as for you
If you feel
You cant wait till morning
Kiss the rain
Kiss the rain
Kiss the rain

I love this song. Love, Love, Love. I always have. But as much as I love it I find it incredibly sad. I've been listening to it for might now. Probably more than I should. Songs like this should only be listened to and then moved on from. Otherwise you are left feeling empty and alone. Empty and alone. I don't like that feeling at all and I find all too often that's my default feeling.

Don't get me wrong. I have great friends, who love me dearly and are always there for me. My family couldn't be more important to me. I'm generally happy, if not a little bit stressed. I really can't complain. I have a good life. But it sits there in the background, almost as if something is missing. I don't really know what it is, nor do I really want to speculate. I don't want to think/believe/contemplate that this empty feeling is because I lack an intimate relationship. I've lived almost 24 years and while I can say that I have been single for the vast majority of them I don't really think that the years 0 - 17(ish) really count.

So barring that I've lived almost 7 years single, so why is it now that I feel like I can no longer be single. It's a reoccurring theme, I know. But... it's different. I don't really know how to explain it. In the past it was like a mild annoyance that was at the worst tolerable, at the best completely ignorable. Now, it is as if there is nothing that can ultimate distract me from it. I don't want to be one of those women who feels that she needs a man in her life, so why do I feel this way? Logically, I know that I don't need someone to be happy and more importantly that if I cannot be happy on my own I can never be happy with someone but logic no longer appeals.

Gods! I'm beginning to feel like I'm cursed.

No, no... I know it's not true. I am nothing, if not a logical person. But I just keep wondering how many times I have to keep learning the same lesson over and over again. It's not as if I don't get the lesson. I do. Believe me, I got it about the thousandth time. However, it seems that I am to learn more about it still. I've really lost track of the number that I'm on now. It helps that I decided long ago to not separate platonic and romantic relationships. It's the same damn lesson with a slightly different subtext. Maybe that's why I keep having to "re-learn" it. Or maybe, and Gods I hope not, it's that I never really got it in the first place.

My mom says that we are all on this Earth to learn some kind of lesson, and that I'm here to learn about relationships. In specific, I'm to learn about trust. *glee* Can you feel my enthusiasm? (Sorry, I live for the sarcasm.) It's not that I don't know and understand the lesson, it's that I don't put it into practise. I think. I mean what else could it be? Unless I am missing some critical component of my lessons that gets lost in translation. I really hope it isn't that. I don't want to go through that again. I've already restructured this lesson enough. I don't need to do it again.

Bah. Fuck it all. Fuck all of it. I'm going to be a very happy old women with her Doberman Pinschers and Rottweilers. I'll let them feed on mail carriers and feed the left overs to my tank of piranha. The bones and what-not can be dissolved in lime. Good times all 'round. Can't wait.