Woo hoo!! The Return of DM Earth Mother is upon you. Tremble mortals!!

I finally got word back from the development team of The Land of Nordock. I have been invited back into the project!!! Once again, the mortals shall worship the Earth Mother and all her splendor as she raises new ground from the sea to make room and bounty for the masses!!

This is great news. I can finally use my degree for something!! That $45,000 sheet of paper won't be wasted after all!

I have so many old school dungeon ideas in my head its ridiculous. The players will flee for their lives before me. Its like a multiplayer version of dungeon keeper. My monsters will love me and pay me with the bones of Player Characters the likes of which no other DM has ever seen!!! Bwa ha ha ha ha ha ha!!! ^:^

When is a man actually a man, or a boy....

Interesting question that springs to mind a lot lately. As some of you know, I am now a roommate in a household of 3 (with one additional guest as a temporary) people. Myself and the more muscular roommate seem to have very little difficulty living with each other. But the third is a "complex" individual. As close as I can tell, this person has two modes of operation. One that is very calm, collected, and professional. The other is extremely childish and immature. Normally, this would not be noticed my myself, as I also have my juvenille periods. However, this individual does this on a regular basis. One moment, calmly watching TV, the second yelling at the top of his lungs some nonsence that seems to amuse him, and only him. Very strange.

I would like to think that if someone were to observe his most recent doses of behavior, a great deal could be learned about the mental capacities of people that have been deprived of parental guidence, cause i dont think his mother or father ever diciplined him. Half the time, I want to put him over my knee myself to try and correct him before it gets any worse. But that thought quickly fades once I realize that I would indeed be paddling a grown man, and in certain circles, I would be paid for that. Ewwww. Instead of acting upon my initial impulses to show him Mama's Diciplinary Method, Vol. 1, I turned to my trustly PC and pretended I was a Gansta from back in the 90's in GTA.

SIDE NOTE: Ice Cube rappin about blastin fools in da street does not promote violence. I stayed in my seat quite calmly actually...

Anyway, time to use up some minutes on my phone talkin to my favroite girl. L8r Sk8r.

Where does the anger come from?

I recently went back to the internal website of my alma mater, The University of Advancing Technology, in Phoenix, Arizona. Once inside, I was informed of an event that for some reason, infuriates me to my very soul.

Corey Johnson gets a job at Electronic Arts.

And not at a entry level position like the rest of us pukes, freaking Application Development. Granted, he knows his math and is an intelligent person. But ever since i saw him lead our initial game project into the very core of the earth, anything with both Corey Johnson and a job together makes me cringe. I suppose I should do the good thing, cause in general conversation we do get along. But I have never been so unsettled as I am now. My mind is racing, thinking of every possible way certain events could have unfolded, and I'm not even tryin! If I could think this intently every day, maybe I wouldn't be such a academic and financial dumbass! Anyway, to my point.

Why does this piss me off so?

Normally, this kind of thought would boggle my mind, but its allready boggled enough from reading this news. Ever since that project, I have been on Projects that take off after I leave 'em. Either that or I choke on the work.

Maybe 4 years of my life are down the drain and the only payoff I have is a 45,000 dollar bill from the Gov't.

Oh well, another day in the life of me.

At least I had one recent week of happiness. I should have never left.