I love Firefox. I've added and changed so much crap around on it that it doesn't remotely look like the vanilla installation. Currently running extensions:
Adblock + filterset.g updater
I won't go into all of them because they're pretty self explanatory but Sage is my RSS reader, Deepest Sender is my blog poster (I haven't actually logged into my own website for a week now except to make the last entry and that was because it involved a picture), and Reveal is a crazy tab and history viewer.
I've also determined the purpose of RSS feeds. It's so that I can use an in-browser feed reader (like Sage) to read the headlines of websites I don't feel like visiting and then decide if I want to visit them based on said headlines. I really can't discern any other purpose for them.
It's getting late and I should sleep but I really want to play some Oblivion before I do so.
Whoops! I was too busy playinig Oblivion.
I had some weird dreams last night. My great-grandmother (deceased) had gotten an enormous house that was located where Katie's parents live (but it wasn't their house, it was on top of where their house would've been) and has willed it to Katie and I and I was in some kind of hurry to get to it before someone else in my family stole it from us.
Then I was at my parents' house and they were saying goodbye to someone and Lauri's boyfriend was there and I walked up behind him, wrapped my arms around his neck, and put him in a rear naked choke until he was spasming on the lawn and I just stood there and watched.
I don't know what the third dream was about but it must've been something good because I woke up with a raging hard-on that made it very difficult to go back to sleep.
I brought two PS1 games back from leave with me because we have a PS2 and I wanted to bring games but not games I'd be devastated to lose so I bought Space Hulk (which I haven't played, but it was only $6) and Robo Pit. I brought Robo Pit because it's an arena robot fighting game and I thought my competitive roommates would enjoy it. Well that was an understatement. Allmon started by beating Hice repeatedly, then he went on to get every weapon in the single player game, beat all the special robots, and now he's trying to get ranked number 1. He's been playing it for easily three hours now with no signs of stopping. And he talks smack to the computer-controlled robots. It's a freaking riot. And it's horrible.
Alan Thicke, brutal orc warrior turned brutal orc crusader, is now making his way from the hamlet of Chorrol to the far away town of Anvil. Fearing no creature, he makes his way across the wilderness in search of dungeons and caves and their treasure hoards.
This game is incredible. People in the towns talk to each other in passing, people move about from place to place and tracking someone down can be a pain, as in real life in a world without cellphones. The phyics take over when you kill something and once I was fighting a flying imp in a cavern tunnel and when I dealt the killing blow, the force of it threw the imp into the tunnel wall and it's body bounced off and landed on the opposite side. I'm convinced that if I take a skull out of one of the dungeons I can play golf with it with my trusty mace.
I'm only level 2. I've only been to that one tiny town. I've found a house that I can buy and a place to buy a horse. This is going to epic.
I'm totally tired already. It's only 7:30pm here and I'm ready to rack out already. This morning I woke up at 5am. My internal clock is totally screwed up. Up is down, blue is red, red is black, the sky grows green green grass and the dust I walk on is just clouds.
And isn't it great? Instead of sitting at home and enjoying life, I'm back in Iraq, whining. Oh well. At least I've only got a few more months left. This place sucks.
I got to play it for like thirty minutes before Katie's TV show was over and then she noticed the disc was missing from it's fine packaging and confiscated it. But those thirty minutes were oh so good. I killed rats, snuck up on and backstabbed some goblins, hacked a goblin witch to death, and lit a zombie on fire. At the very beginning some jerk in a jail cell across from mine was taunting me and I can't wait to get back in there and hack him to death. I think this small taste is going to make me nuts.
I'm drinking tea out of a cup that got too much soap in the dishwasher and not enough rinse and it tastes just great.
I'm anxious. Very anxious. The Elder Scrolls: Oblivion is being released today, I can pickup my copy at 5pm. I called up Gamestop this morning and they said they'd have it in at 5pm so I dropped in on them, reserved a collector's edition copy, paid it all off, and did the same for Metroid Prime Hunters for DS to be picked up tomorrow.
I'm anxious because Oblivion is the sequel to TES: Morrowind, the game that single-handedly destroyed three months of free time. I might even leave the game packaged up until I get back to Iraq for fear that I'll spend more time killing monsters and exploring dungeons than paying attention to Katie. But can I even resist that? I'll have to at least open it. Check out the neat collector's edition goodies. I mean, I have to open it. I have to be able to pack up the discs. I can't just throw the whole box in my bag, that's a waste of space.
So I'll open it. And not play it. I'll just let it sit there. And wait.
In an effort to continue to mangle what used to be a pretty standard looking WordPress-powered website, I've found a plugin that lets me add a Last.fm tracker. I put it on the sidebar to the right. Gawk and wonder and marvel at what I listen to. Even though it makes the page load slower because it's pulling that tracklist from Last.fm.