It's The Doc!

16th is here, that means the object of many nerds' desire has finally hit store shelves. I wasn't about to go camp out to get Burning Crusade but I did swing by last night around midnight to go pick up a copy of it which I'm patching to play right now. Of course joining myself in the crusade will be a good chunk of the 2+ million active subscribers to the game - meaning it will be more along the lines of a login screen simulator and rolling restart server tester.

[On a side note I am reminded of the line ride from a certain theme park]

Also last night I had a wicked weird dream. I usually don't share my dreams because dreams in general are kind of randomness your mind is piecing together into some kind of noticeable pattern. Because I'm now actively thinking about it however I am having problems thinking of how it started, or if it had any kind of "start". It involved me being taken hostage, or captive more likely by several people, each weirder than the last one. This lasted for weeks in total and through it I somehow lost my clothing. The Whoopi-Goldberg-esque woman that had me captive last left long enough for me to break an escape, naked for some reason. A couple of punk biker guys came and tossed me this small towel that covered my front. Wandering around I found a park and asked a family if they had any clothing I could borrow for the time being - I had just been in a situation. Obliging me they handed me their daughters pajama sleeper (which I fit into magically). Blue and orange with hands and feet coverings.

Then the dream kind of morphs into me trying to find a job, and then me doing backflips on rollerblades in the snow - which was pretty if you ask me. Around this point I kind of stopped caring and following it, not as if I had any kind of conscious control over my dream.

Oh well. At least I have my pinatas Burning Crusades to keep me happy.

Posted by Doc at 12:23 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Once again I'm feeling a bit off about not having a job. While it's cool not to have to worry about having a job for the past three nights I've had the same kind of dream.

It starts off on a Friday or Saturday. Usualy I am with Bryan just having a good time. As soon as he starts getting ready for work I realize I have work as well. I go look at my schedule and I realize I work at like 4, and it's almost 5 or 6pm. Quickly I panic and start to get dressed, worried about being yelled at or losing my job.

I hurry my way through everything and of course nothing is clean or ironed, so I look like shit. As soon as I decide I just have to call in sick fake I stop and realize I don't have a job, I was fired.

And that's what I feel, not a "oh" moment or anything nice, it's always this very sarcastic angry tone I have with myself like "Oh, you were TOO STUPID to keep a job!" I just beat myself up as I sleep. It sucks and I don't want to keep having these dreams. Every ten minutes now I'm checking my bank account, making sure I have enough money to keep living.

Originaly when my mom asked how long I wanted to stay down in CA I said I didn't mind. When she called to make sure about the dates I was doing Ragnaros for the first time. That meant whatever she said I responded with "uh-huh... yeah ok... sure that sounds good". And apaprently between "yeah" and "ok" I said, "I'd love to stay for 9 days!"

I love my family don't get me wrong but after day one I was bored. On day three I am now sick and so I don't even feel like having Cail come over or anything. And even if did come over other than play gamecube we'd be pretty bored.

So here I am on this laptop I've been PARKED in front of for the past 4 days, another 5 to go. I kind of want to go to furry coffe but I don't want to deal with driving or carpooling. I don't even really know many people that go there anymore.

Yeah.

I just want to go back home with Bryan and Alex and Eric <3.

Especially Bryan.

Posted by Doc at 6:24 PM | Permalink | Comments (3)

So I actually have a dream I can remember, it's been a long long while since that last happened. This dream started out with myself, Nimbus, Feles, and I think Mango, but it may have been Feil from the LY, even though I've never seen him. I remember we all pile into a white SUV and drive to some house in which I get out.

I enter the house and walk around, only to get to a door that is locked. Turning around there is a robot there, and it didn't look friendly. So I run through the house, which is very maze-like with locked doors and trap doors and secret doors and just doors, lots of doors. I finally lock myself in an elevator and press the button to go up, but I see something slam into the metal of hte door, piercing it. I keep pressing "Close Door" and "Go Up" but nothing happens. Soon the door is ripped off and I rush out to see a smaller robot holding a fish (what he was using to break the door I guess). I immediately realize he is friendly as he shouts "Lets go!" He runs up to a larger door which is bangin and throws a skunk.

"Quickly get nera it for the buff!" We run up to the skunk as it explodes into a green gas and he runs back, I didn't get the buff (which would protect me from the skunk I guess). I run away and just start jumping to stay above the gas cloud, which seems to work. Just as the monster breaks through Feil (an old friend from the LY) busts into the room and shuts the machine down.

I ask him what the hell all of that was and soon find out this was his house, and he builds these contraptions and machines for fun. We start to walk around the place as he says he might open his house up as some kind of amusement park, and I let him know it is a good idea, it was very exhilerating.

We walk back to the same SUV (Which leads me to believe this was Feil instead of Mango, even though I've never seen a picture of Feil). We go to some park/zoo thing and start walking down a lot of steps. I was hanging on Feles at the time and in front of me I see a cop and my old highschool english teacher walk up. They start saying things like "You aren't allowed to have same-sex affection while in the park" and while everyone stopped to listen/argue I just kept on walking.

For some reason it cut to like a fade away shot, with the title of the movie. I can't remember the title but it had something to do with dinosaurs and had a horror movie type feel. Nimbus was now back with me and we were just running home. I don't know how he was doing but for some reason I wasn't getting tired at ALL when I was running, which was cool. I found out I could do really loooong strides, and when I got bored I'd jump. Then I found out if I jump 3 or 4 times in a row, the last jump was like 6 times my normal jump, really high up.

We keep going and jumping and whatnot until we get back to my house. In front of my house were a bunch of bunch of boxes stacked really high, so I'd thought I would be funny and jump up with my new power and touch one. I jump up and end up knocking tons of them down, which I had to clean up before my mom got home. I start stacking the boxes but for some reason I have to get this little piece of wire to heat up before I can stack the rest. I keep putting it over this flame and picking it up with some tongs. The only problem is every time I do it the heat goes away. There was some old black woman and a younger black girl I knew but don't know in front of my house trying to help me. Eventually the older one (maybe like 20s or something) took it and started to heat it and I was like "wtf". The younger girl let me know she was a withc and I said I knew but we need to hurry.

Just as I get the wire coal thing onto the box my mom pulls up and everything is fine. My brother now shows up really late (I thought he was turned into a dinosaur) and we all go inside.

I wake up in real life now and check the time, only to roll over and fall back to sleep, which put me into this dream.

I was holding a casket of sorts with lots of other people. Apparently it was John Lennon or something. We were all joking and set it down somewhere in a dark room and then I walked off. Walking around all I saw (keep in mind this was like a really big fancy hotel or something) were people with hoodies on, couple of them smoking ciggarettes.

Walking out of the room I was on the balcony and I took a seat around some others and got in IRC. Kaisoku was talking to me and asking me if I just walked out onto the balcony. I said yes and then right after that someone pulled my chair back and gave me a hug, which I assumed was Kai. I never saw his face but the guy was wearing a bucket hat over his eyes and had kind of blond hair. He hugged me and I hugged back and stuff, but I had a feeling he wasn't really gay, so I didn't do anything... gay.

I think thats when I woke up again.

Posted by Doc at 1:41 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)

Such an odd dream. It took place in some odd house I've never seen. There was a guy in a pinstripe black suit, with a large ataché talking to Judge Judy and some wiseguy lawyer. They kept asking where the gun was or something and finally the guy realized something and said he killed him.

The judge and lawyer were a bit astounded saying, "Nobody admits to that, you're lying." The guy may not of have killed whoever but he was going to take the fall for it for some reason. More people show up and force him into a backroom where a million questions are then asked. The guy just shrugs it off like it's nothing and goes to look in this cabinent that is high up on the wall. When he shuts the cabinent, I am seeing through his eyes, so I'm assuming I'm the guy now.

As everyone asks questions I look up along the wall to see a smoking fuse, leading to a small charge over the top of the door. I manuver myself there and with 5 seconds left I rush out and shut the door, holding it tight. It goes off and I run to grab my keys and drive away.

I remember thinking "I just want to play video games, not be a murderer" or something lame like that. This makes the second weird dream I had in a row.

Posted by Doc at 11:02 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

So I had a dream last night that was worth my blogging about so I can look back on it and not forget.

It took place in a large large house, but nothing mansion like big, just a very decent size. Apparently all the people living there were in some kind of army thing, possibly a guild as I would find out later.

I don't remember a whole lot, other than the first bathroom there was these two people who fucked it up. They broke the toilet and the shower so it wouldn't drain, and made it just about impossible to take a clean shower. So after yelling at them or something I get out of the shower (probably dirtier than I started) and in a big ruckus the other two people got out of the bathroom as well.

Because of all the noise the higher up in ranks started to gather around and ask what was wrong.

I just leaned up against the wall and asked if anyone would like to do me a huge favor. They all raised their hand (note: because this was the army or something in my dream these guys were quite well built and stuff #^..^#) and I asked if someone could just get me some shampoo, soap, clean towel, and let me use their shower.

One of them step forwared while the rest walked away to go back to whatever they were doing before and he asked if it was an order. I grinned and just said it woudld be nice of him, but I'm sure he outranks me.

So a couple minutes later someone else comes back with what I want, and I walk towards the back shower area. Two girls were in there for a bit, so I walked around until they were gone. Once they departed I slinked in and started up the shower, glad to see it was working as a shower really should. Before I undress I hear a knock on the door and it's one of the girls, I open and she pokes her head in.

She reminds me that the raid is happening at 6pm, and if there was any questions I had about it. I asked if it was going to be a pvp raid and she nodded, then asked what levels I could take.

Then the lawnmowers outside woke me up.

So yeah. Odd dream.

Furmeet 7/14/05
So last night I actually went to another coffee meet. Just mostly sat around and talked with DarkRage and Mango a lot, but it still was a lot better then sitting at home and doing nothing or grinding levels in World of Warcraft.

I found out Mango will be having a LAN party tomorrow (Saturday) so I will find a way out of work so I can go, and take my awesome fucking compuer (and not so awesome shitty ass monitor :( )

Should be lots of fun I assume.

Posted by Doc at 10:18 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

So yesterday (and today) I was sick. I must have caught some sort of flu thing because I had a sore throat, headaches, and just overall shitty feeling. To add on top of it all, I managed to drag my dead ass out of bed and drive to school to take a final. I thougth the final started at 10:30am for some reason; that's what I had written down. Apparently it started at 9:45am.

So I missed my Rec10 final. Good job me.

Anyways, I don't really care, this semester as been nothing but crap, the real reason of this post was to explain a dream, or as best as I can remember it.

I'm not sure how or where it started, but I was walking around a really small department store or something, trying to call someone with my phone. I think I was trying to call Bryan, but I couldn't remember his number. I managed to get a call through, and I got Navleen. Oddly enough she answered the phone like nothing was wrong and she wasn't mad at me anymore. We talked for a bit and made arrangements to hang out sometime. Then I walked out of the store and apparently got into a truck with my family, I think it was our red truck. We went to make a u-turn and bumped into someone. So we pulled over to the side of the road and the other person pulled ahead to get a better parking job. My mom was driving and decided we could gun it, so she floored it and we raced away, with the person we hit in hot pursuit.

We were flying really fucking fast through what appeared to be the Niles district of Fremont, weaving in and out of traffic, barely missing anything.

Then the dream gets a bit shoddy as I don't remember how it ended up being me on roller blades doing the same thing. I was narrowly dodging people left and right, so they wouldn't see I had two pieces of cheesecake or something.

I wish I could remember more, but yesterday I laid in bed literally over 24 hours. The only time I got up was to get some medicine around 7am and then take a shower around 5pm.

Posted by Doc at 11:49 AM | Permalink | Comments (2)

I had another weird dream, this one inspired by an MMO. I was a fighter, and I had a few people in my group, the only one that I could remember was someone from work, who was our tank. We kicked a lot of ass, and teamed up with this one thing, I believe it was some sort of representation or symbol of a heart.

After a really hard battle we wanted to disband, but the heart wanted us to destroy this monster. Without it destroyed the world would never be calm. I follow it to this cave, where two people of our group just say "forget it" and turn around.

Now with only me and someone else we were about to enter the portal into his lair when behind us we hear people. I turn and I see the two people from my group, which makes me start crying becuase they came back - despite this being a suicide mission. Then I start seeing everyone I know. My mom, dad, freinds, Bryan; you were in there n..n;

Leading the large raid I get everyone in front of the portal as we go in. The battle arena was like a large stage, everyone taking a seat around it. I explained how everything would work to the non-MMO as fast as possible, but I knew they would unfortunatley just be pointless tanks. A kitten appeared on the stage, so I began to slash at it with my sword missing; I knew a dragon was to come.

The dragon eventually did come.

"BUFFS" I shouted, and in an instant half the crowd glowed a fantastic white color, then everyone fighting grew a white. I activated all the buffs I had for myself, and started swinging. I notcied I couldn't get the dragon aggro'd to myself, and a little girl was getting whomped upon. I call my mom down to be the tank for her, knowing I could pull the aggro then. It was too late though, as the little girl was killed, I told my mom to get back.

The dream fast forwarded a small bit, and the dragon soon morphed into a large humanoid person called "Dad's Dad". I don't know who this was supposed to be, I've never seen the face before. I felt strangley healed as I looked over, seeing a raccoon heavily shrouded in white robes cast a cure spell. I believe that was Nimbi, but his face was being covered.

Then again how many raccoons do I know?

With just about everyone except me down (because I couldn't pull aggro) I began slashing, buffing myself once again. He had a lot more HP than I, but I was doing good damage, slowly winning over him.

His HP began to get dangerously low, so he reached around me and grappled, pinning me to his body in a tight hug. I struggled against it as he started to walk, leading us into a trap that got you really drunk. Now with everything moving in slow motion we stumbled, and his health began to just shoot up until it was back at max hp. I began to fear for my life now, there was no way I could kill him with 10% of my own life left.

He stumbles down a corridor, a corridor that (around the corner) I somehow knew death was immenint for me. As he turned the corner and leapt forward, he jumped right onto my sword, which I was holding. Straight through his heart. Suprised he looked down to see he was not holding me anymore, I had been replaced with some generic object as soon as the drunk trap hit; I had such high tolerance I never became inebriated by it.

Down he fell, and it was all over. Walking over his body I removed some orb from him and held it up over my head. A raccoon mage (Nimbi again n..n; this dream was cool) very slowly slumped up from the floor, holding his midsection which looked like it was bleeding. He cast a ressuruct spell at the orb, which then exploded into a brilliant white light, filling the room.

Everyone was back.

We had won over the great evil in the world.

I really wish I had more dreams like that~

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I have to write down this dream before I lose it.

I was in Fresno. I don't know what Fresno looks like, I just know I was in it.

There was someone's house Bryan, all my friends from highschool and work and the internet, and I were staying at. The first night I swam with Bryan, and we went to bed. (There was some sort of beach really close). That night I remembering hearing him having sex, but not with a guy. It was with Celeste @..o;

The next day I woke up and there was a lot more of my friends in the room, I didn't know why. I was wearing different clothes, so I was a bit worried at what happened. I looked around for Bryan, and found him lounging in this ballpit with another one of my friends, and I didn't want to inturrupt if it got any furhter than just hanging out. I went outside and it was a lot of college students or something, just hanging out. Tons of them. I found my old friends for some reason.

I saw Kevin, Sean, Martin, and Patrick. I also saw Shelby Rabb, which I haven't seen sinse like... 5th grade or something. She was wearing a red dress for some reason.

I became a bit scared at why I was wearing clothes I never put on so I ran back to the room, following a trail of brownies on the grass. I wondered why the hell there was a trail of them. Inside the house I was walking around and it was like someone coated the floor with paper because people were drawing their handles there. I remember seeing one handle/friend of Nimbus's (or his name) written on the floor, but I can't remember it now.

Odd dream. I felt a bit... sad that Nimbi was having sex with Celeste and stuff, but then again when I saw him with my other friend I didn't want to intrude, even though I felt the same way.

Odd indeed.

Posted by Doc at 10:42 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

(Posted via mactop, wont be online until tomorrow possibly)

Well, as I write this I begin my� *thinks* my 43rd hour of non-sleep. I dunno why I can�t just fall asleep. I probably will not get to post this blog entry until tomorrow however (I�m writing this yesterday) because one of the joys of living with your parents, is they still get to make all the rules. I was on the computer around 5am-ish, and my dad didn�t take to that all too kindly when he found me :|

So then I just headed off to my room and waited for sleep to take over. I waited� watched the sunlight start to fill my room, then decided to play some Zelda. When I rolled out of bed about 6 hours later I just basically got dressed and� well� played more Zelda.

My parents, or at least my dad, seriously think I went out and did something last night, that�s the reason I can stay awake. It�s nice to see he has such everlasting trust in me and such, heh.

Zelda
Can someone direct me in the area of the second dungeon? I have beaten the 6th, 3rd, 4th, 1st, but still cannot even FIND the 2nd one. I have gotten power bracelet, blue ring, raft, ladder, and all sorts of good stuff. I found the magic sword, but the old koot wont let me have it yet, dunno why. I have had the game for about 24 hours now, and it�s about half way beaten. Seems pretty long for how long I have clocked hours into it. Usually video games in my house don�t last� /quite/ that long.

Work
Well after I lounged around all day and found out I couldn�t go bowling (first time I missed Sunday bowling in a long while), it dawned on me that I missed a VERY crucial meeting at work. The meeting wasn�t going to be about anything good, and the management made it quite clear that I had to attend, it was a paid shift and everything. This is the second "must attend" meeting I have missed, and that isn�t making me feel quite the best about work right now. I�m actually scared to call in because I might not have a job. I know there is a meeting that is going to be held on Wednesday, for the people that absolutley could not attend the Sunday meeting�

Hopefully Scott won�t bite my head off and allow me to go that one, but just in case, if its Wednesday before 4pm PST, tell me to go to the meeting, JUST in case I have forgotten. If I�m not online, just contact the nearest mousegirl, raccoon, or drunkard for my phone number � and if I�m not at home� eep.

Now, even if I have lost my job (probably not) I don�t think it will be very devestating. I mean, I kind of need the money right now: new tires for car, have to save up for tution figuring I was denied for all grants, want to have a bit more money than the bare minimum necessary for the whole AC spiel, etc etc; but all that aside, if I had to find another job, I think it might be more fun. I really would like to work in a place where I didn�t have to work holidays for no increased pay. Maybe not somewhere where I get paid on comission, even though that�s just about what I do now (think tips), but if I could work somewhere like GameStop, then I would feel a lot better about going to work. Just to work somewhere where I have a passion for what I am selling, not just tryin to make dead cow and fish sound good enough to sucker that extra $1.25 outta ya� for some mushroom toppers.

Friend?
In regards to my last post, if he/she managed to stumble across it and know that I was talking about them� I really want to talk to you again. I miss you. After that day we never spoke, and I had very good reason for not wanting too. Things will never be the same between us, but I just want to let you know I don�t hate you and I never have. I just want to let you know I�m sorry for whatever happened between us.

Orientation
Is he really straight? Is he gay? Bi? Bi-curious? Confused about his feelings? I don�t know but I really would like a straight answer from the guy n..n;; Then again, I don�t want to have to go ask him because the answer will make things all awkward.

Ghetto
My house isn�t anything grand. In fact, it�s one of the smallest houses I have ever set my eyes upon. It isn�t all bad though, sure it might be small, but parts of it are just� normal. The other half though, seems quite ghetto some days. From the fact that my room is no bigger than 10� by 10�, to the unfinished back porch we had to cut a hole in, to the half done paint job, to the worn down old garage, this place is a pretty big dump if it isn�t kept clean ^..^;

I was thinking about it because I know Nimbus is coming down here in less then a month. I�m still not sure where he is going to sleep, but it is a bit too late to back out of that one now, hehe. I know I told my parents that I am gay and all, but I don�t think it will really hit them until they see this "mysterious friend from way up north" for their own eyes. Actually, my mom might understand. I was talking about where he was going to crash and she said at worst the couch, but you should give up your bed for him and you can sleep in your brother�s room or something. She took a very quick pause and then said, I�m not going to let the both of you stay in that room.

^..^; By room I�m pretty sure she meant bed, for there really is no physical room (other than my huge walk-in closet) for someone else to sleep on the floor.

Trump Card
Now that I think about it, I kind of enjoy having something like that over my parents. I like having something they don�t know about me. Right now, they think the most I have done has made out with a girl � and that is because I am quite good at playing a very nerdy teenager. They know my brother has done more than they ever wanted any of us to do before we are 50 @..x, but with me, the fact that I have never given them any trouble means they are unable to think of me doing anything �socially deviant�. Right now they don�t know what this confrence is that I�m going to. I have just told them it is some sci-fi nerd convention thing, and they just don�t care enough or buy that one.
Also, when I told my mom that I was gay the fact that I knew I was bisexual came up, and that seemed to surprise her because I never brought that one up to her, same with my dad.

I guess it just all leads into my silly quests for power and respect. If they don�t know stuff about me, I hold that over them � thus feeding my power.

Dream Last Night
I had an odd dream last night, I can�t really remember what it was about. All I know I wasn�t me, I was� sorta like me, but with a softer face and brown hair. I fell against a wall and really cut my collar area bad. Next thing I know I was on one of those rolling table things in the hospital, and a mask was placed over my face. Within about 20 seconds I was completely out of it. As odd as that was, it actually made me more relaxed about getting my wisdom teeth out.

Sweety was telling me that all she remembers was the mask put on, and then being dragged to her car � and this little dream assures me of it. Of course I�m goin to be shitting bricks the day of the operation. (Fuck, its caled an OPERATION and it takes place IN YOUR MOUTH� I�m not irrational for being scared of this am I?).

Physical Touch
You really don�t know how much you miss little things until you leave them. I have started to realize more and more, the simple act of physical touch is something I miss a lot. I don�t have anyone to hug anymore, not even in a friendly way. Hell� the last time I hugged someone was the last time I saw Mousegirl� and that�s been weeks now. When I sleep now, I wish someone would just hold me, or wake me up, or just pounce me from behind with a hug� or something.

And masturbation only helps for about 15 minutes :/

LAN Party
I really don�t care where one takes place now, but I would like to go to a LAN party soon. I mean, now that I can move my computer and I have all this massive amount of power, I haven�t heard of a single one. Where, there was one, but the guy lived an hour away, and I don�t think my spare tire would enjoy two hours of commute on the highway for that, hehe.

Just a good 10 man lan party playing UT2k4 at least would be awesome.

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