Currently Listening Destiny By Stratovarius THE REBEL see related

Oh, my god, in heaven. Could it be? Yes! It is! I'm BACK!!!!! Back to claim what is rightfully mine (Even though no one has really taken it): MY SITE!

It seems that there have been some changes on Xanga, since my 3-month absense. Exactly why have I missed it, and why hadn't anyone told me? Oh! Right!

Well, I'm assuming you're probably wondering what in the world has been going on in my life, since my long absence, and why I'm back on here.

Now, there's a lot for me to talk about, in terms of what's been going on, but I'll try to talk about the more important things, rather than babbling on about how my day(s) is/are going.

To start off: Me and Ali are still together! This is my longest relationship to date, and still counting! And in case you're wondering.....6 months! Do I love her? Absolutely! Is it going to continue? I hope forever! Do we want to kill each other? You bet your ass, we do! I'm kidding. We have our moments with each other, but it's okay; we love one another, no matter what circumstances.

I'm back in school, but at a community college, just to get my life back together. I was too late to send my transcript at a university, so I might have to attend this school for one more semester, which I'm okay with.

I'm still jobless, but still looking.

I went to and worked at two cons (Anime Reactor, and Windycon). Both of which weren't too, but not the best. Networking there is still great, as I might go to at least 3 more conventions than the 5 I've gone to this year. For those who lost count (All of you), I've been to 5 conventions: 2 anime, 3 sci-fi. I'm hoping to go to at LEAST 3 more, to total up to 8 cons. Con WHORE, here I come!!!

And lastly, in terms of what's been going on in my life, during Windycon, a friend of mine accidently took out his knife, and not seeing it, I cut my thumb. I got 5 stiches for it, an apology, and rumors about HOW it happened. One rumor said I got stabbed in the FOOT with a SWORD! Rumors are fun....ny! I'm okay, so please hold your "Get well, soon" cards for another day.

Now you're probably also wondering why I'm back on xanga.

#1: I sorta miss it. My friends miss it. My girlfriend misses it. So here I am, and I shall continue making more posts...hopefully.

#2: It was exactly two years ago that I signed up for xanga. So here I am, in the hope that I don't leave for a long like it did before.

Anyways. That's about it! I hope to write more this week, despite my thumb. Take care, everyone.

Currently Listening Advance to the Fall WHISPER IN THE RED SKY see related

Well, it has been a few weeks since my last post, and that wasn't much. So, I'm here to post another one, but with more of a venting post (I'll try to make it PG, for some of you).

So far, me and Ali are still doing well. We have a bump on the road, but we're doing the best we can to continue the relationship, so wish us luck.

The Rennaisance Fair is still going great! Met some really cool people, and I get to be an asshole in the process. Wonderful! And it seems that almost everytime I work at the Fair, I'm seeing someone I know from somewhere else. People get the impression that I know everyone whenever I work. Don't mean to brag, but it's kinda cool.

All right. The main reason I'm posting is because I'm here to mention about what happened with me last night. Nothing bad. Just more along the lines of something that got on my nerves with an old friend of mine.

Last night, I hung out with a couple of old friends. Two of them from high school. We all went to a few bars to celebrate my friends' g/f's birthday (Got that?). I hung out with him before, playing pool, and then we hung out last night.

After I went home, I began to realize that this guy, after high school, has gotten a HUGE ego! I think because he has a job, a girlfriend, and all that stuff that he beleives to be invincible. He thinks he knows everything and how the world should work. For instance: He's always talking about jobs, and that somehow if you have a job, you have respect. It kind of ticked me off when he went around acting like he was some respected legend.

Perhaps I'm exagerrating a little bit, but to put it in lamen terms: He's trying to grow up really fast, and he only 21. I think if he keeps this up, he's gonna crash and burn. Wouldn't you agree?

He's rubbing off the wrong way, with me, and because of this I doubt I'm gonna hang out with him, again. He means well, but his act of respect is not something what I wanna look up to. He needs to slow down, lower his ego, and understand that because he went down one path doesn't mean that everyone ELSE should too. Maybe, I'll hang out with him again, only if he get's his act together. But until then, the next time he asks me to hang out with, I'll be honest and tell him that things aren't the same like they use to be.

Thanks for reading, and Maddog.......you are denied writing "Great post" on my site. Write something new, please.

Currently Listening Divine Wings of Tragedy [Digipak] By Symphony X OF SINS AND SHADOWS see related

I don't really have much to share, as of this moment.

I'm just here to let you know that I'm still alive, and me and my beatiful, loving girlfriend Ali are doing very well.

Currently Listening Century Child By Nightwish END OF ALL HOPE see related

For those of you who don't know......I'm a ninja! And I'm a huge fan of the site:

www.askaninja.com

I recommend checking out this site, even if you're NOT a ninja.

I feel like writing one of the answered he's done. Question #20. Read it, and laugh:

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JERRY! ASK! A! NIN! JA!

"Is there some sort of Ninja Convention that ninjas go to?"

Yeah, there's a couple little one's around. But the biggest, of course is, uh, "KillaCon". It's really not ninja-specific, it's just basically for anyone who really enjoys killing.

When you go in there, you have to sign a release that says you won't kill anybody, while you're IN the actual convention area. But outside KillaCon, that's a whole different story. Things get a lit-tle cra-zy!

So this guy, Boey. He kills everybody with a bo-staff. Th-the kid's bo-staff-crazy! So I give him this black, bo-tie, a-ha-and, you know, and he puts it on. He thinks he's safe because he's in the convention floor. And then as soon as he walks outside, I press a button, and the edges of the bo-tie shoot into his jugular veins, and rip out his neck! Everyone laughed! There were--we were all covered in blood. OOh, he died. Ho-ho man! Good times.

You know, at KillaCon, the energy there is great! It's like a think-tank for killing people. It's a death-tank! Because, you know, ninjas MAKE all their own weapons. Sometimes I don't even know what weapon to make! For years, I was using a three-prong Shuriken. I went to KillaCon, and this guys gave a demonstration on how to make a six-prong Shuriken, and I was just like "BOOM"! It DOUBLED my Shuriken productivity.

So I know what you're thinking: "Hey man! I'd like to go KillaCon." First of all: You gotta register to go to KillaCon. The registration always takes place, in this little cave, that's just, uh--well, it's a couple feet east of, uh--the center of the Earth. It's usually pretty hot in there, and a lot of times you're fillin' out the forms, and they just burst into flames.

And then aside from that, you gotta find out where KillaCon is. They don't tell anybody! You have to find it. On your own. You gotta use your wits, and your cunning. O-or sometimes, an old guy named Jebb. Never underestimate an old guy named Jebb! They are very useful!

But once you even get to KillaCon, a lot of times you won't even know you're there. You'll just be like "What am I doing? I'm just standing in the middle of a ballroom, in the-- at a Hyatt, in Cincinatti." But all the booze will be, like, hidden in the shadows, or hanging down from the rafters, or something like that. You really gotta look around!

I-I geek out, a lot. Because it's NOT just ninjas! I mean, there's lots of people there, at KillaCon. I gotta great sword design from a...sixteen-foot Viking. If it wasn't KillaCon, we would've been hard-core battling, just at sight! But, you know, when you sit down, and you both have churro in your hand, you really start to communicate, an-and you really share your love of killing.

It's a beautiful thing. I wish it could happen more than once a year, but it don't!

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I hope you like what you saw, because that was a lot to write!

Currently Listening Ecliptica By Sonata Arctica MY LAND see related

Hi.

Yes, that's it. Just a "Hi", is all I'm going to give, as an introduction. Now, let's get started!

I finally got a shirt that works for the fair. It was a white shirt, that was once used for fencing, and I thought I looked kinda sexy, if I say so myself (Knock on wood).

I went to the Renaissance Fair on Saturday, and I was back in the knife-throwing (Crap). I've gotten crap from them before, and I might have to put up with it again. I didn't get much of it. There was one worker who kinda pissed me off that day, but I talked to one of my superiors to get a better understanding as to why she did what she did, and it made more sense as to why it happend, so I felt better about it.

I'm not going to say what it was, because I don't wanna write so much of it, but realize that whatever it was, it made me feel better as to why it happend.

On Sunday, I was moved to another booth, by request. This time it was High Striker, where you bang the mallet to ring the bell. We all know that game. That left some muscle marks on my forearms, the next day.

For those of you who go to Lewis University, my professor Dr. Kevin Tredeau was at the fair. Now, that's a surpirse, if any. We didn't talk way too much, because I was real busy with customers, but we did as much as we could.

But if there was a bigger surprise than that, it was when I was getting the customers to come over, that I noticed someone to the left of me that I didn't expect to be at the fair: Ali. My wonderful, beautiful girlfriend came to see me at the fair for a surprise visit, and I was in HOLY-CAN-MAKING-SHIT!!!!! mode. She also cut her hair. It was real long, then she chopped almost all of it. You can mess with her hair and nothing would happen to it. That's how short it is. Do I like it. Hell yeah! She's still beutiful, both long or short-haired.

During my break, her and I hung out. We walked around, talked, and checked some things out at the fair. It was great, even if it was only a few minutes. She even said bye, when it was closing time, and that was great. Believe me: When she made that surprise visit of coming 2 hours away from where she lives (Madison) to come to the fair and see me, that's love! That says "Love", no matter what anyone says, and that melts my heart just thinking about it.

Well, that's all I have to say, on this entry. Take care everyone.