Swirls in the Glass Marble

Twisted tendrils of myriad hues bound and fated to dance about each other in clear and serene stillness: Yellow, Red, Green, Violet, Blue and many other of their brothers and sisters acting as heralds to those funny and wondrous thoughts that I find colourful.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Quiz results because I was bored.

You want a Beautiful love, soft but passionate. You are probably very old fashioned and polite. You can't stand rude people, wolf whistles are to you only dis-respective and immature. You love nature and everything beautiful in life. You will fall for a guy that makes you forget about the rest of the world.


Your soul is Pink/White. You are a fun loving person, though a bit niave at times. People love to be around you and a smile is always on your face. You may be a bit clumsy at times but make up for it by not being afrade to laugh at yourself. You are everyones friend, and love to be around people when ever possible.

You are air!You are bright and happy!You are the bright one in your group.Everyone likes your brightness.




You reflect the wisdom of the spirit. You shine as a wise and anicent sage who values intellect among the most. Your spirit brings guidence to those around you. You have accomplished your strength with age and time. Don't let your wise advice go to waste. Share it with all who are willing to listen.

December
Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egoistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.

Your eyes hide Joy, even though it dosent really hide. Your a caring person with a warm light shining off them, people love you for your fate in them and your warm and loving personality. You don't come across people like you alot these days, be proud of it.

Your heart fears Loneliness. You never want to feel like your alone in this world.

Passionate Red your love is strong and never ending your lover is lucky to have you for you are charming romantic, confidable and you will never leave their side. Go you!

You think Nick's head is Big and fear that someday it will engulf the entire world and possibly the universe.

(I just noticed that most of these quizzes are love quizzes... Especially that last one. Heh heh... Nick's head is awesome!^^)

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Addicted to Love - Finally Another Post


It's been about a week... I've been sitting at my computer at home and on the internet at work being a big geek as usual. But what's different about me this time?

I've been exercising, I've been dressing sharply, I've been bobbing my head to music and I've been absolutely saturated in artistic ideas... There's only two explainations for something like this when it happens.

#1 - My very existence is being threatening and I have a prelife or midlife crisis, choosing whether I actually have a life at all to begin with.

#2 - Your uptight and eccentric local Trux is involved with somebody in a romantic capacity. (AKA - I have a boyfriend.)

Being how I've essentially dried up my fear and self loathing with my trip to Canada, it can only be the second of the two which makes me infinitely happier than going with the first option.^^ Ever since my mind as been infatuated with the idea of having a person to love, my mind as been kicking into gear and more things have been getting done! I wish the spectrum of my motivation wasn't so bipolar, but I can certainly say that I've finally reached the other end of the line after a certain someone used me as a chair in a java based role-playing chat room.

That being said, I'm full to bursting with plans and ideas for months to come, no matter what lies ahead for me to deal with! I say bring it on and I'll wriggle out of it and soon conquer another traumatizing experience in my life. ^_^ Those who hang around with me, you've been warned... My ego has boosted about 40%, so beware my hubris and just smile plus nod. Kay?!

(Oh... To my friends I haven't seen in about a week for some reason or another, give me a freaking call so we can go do something for gawd's sake! I don't care whether it's playing D&D, traveling to Mo-Town, running up and down the field screaming or anything that would be more animated than sitting around all day on our computers! Seriously, I suggest we experience our twenties and act stupid for a change.)

P.S. - I love you Ark!^^

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Back in the U.S. of A.


Just an update, I have returned. More to say on the way.

Friday, December 02, 2005

Well, that was a good chunk of my life.


Apparently, 80 hours of gameplays actually means 10 hours of battle, 10 houres of menu time and 60 hours of cinema for Xenosaga. The game has great graphics, it's score beautifully done and story well thought out, but when the heck did I sign up for an 80 hour movie? The only battle that seemed hard won was a battle you weren't supposed to win, my valuable items wasted for absolutely no reason... That kinda put me out a little bit. Other opinions on this game? I want to know if I should even bother continuing to play it.

Monday, November 28, 2005

A fairy tale from the coffee shop.


It had so happened whilest my sister and I were partaking of a steaming cup of java and talking about certain nihilistic aspects of our existence that a man with a tangled beard wandered our direction when we had just finished saying how strange life is. We had not asked him to join us but little were we inclined to turn this poor fellow away.

"You wanna talk about strange?" were his first words as he took his place between my sister and I at the coffeehouse table. And so he began his horrific tale, a story which simply spellbound we country siblings and robbed us of all utterence between each other. Apparently, this man had been a fairly wealthy and very kind contractor from the midland who did jobs all over. We best took his words that he was kind due to his aversion to strong and distasteful language. He had met a man who's name I dare not repeat for fear of being at the mercy of this devil among men. He had asked our guest to do a job for him upon his property down south and across the country line which in turn our guest had accepted. But upon finishing his job, he had been run down by his employer's workers twice at sixty miles an hour, crushed under the vehicle and sustaining many mortal injuries. From that point on, it seemed he had not gotten his confidence back to return to his work. There was no doubt in my mind that he was quite qualified still, his explanations of his work something which sounded quite masterful.

So it is in this sense that I wonder what truly makes people live on the streets? A man who had once been successful and still had much of the expertise of his profession still wandered the streets of the city. Was it because he forgot how to do his work? Was it because he was unhirable? I'm compelled to say that this can't be the case. His confidence was shot, his will to succeed in shambles from what cruelty he had been forced to endure. This made me wonder, if a man with such promising professional aspects can end up like that, how will a person without them find a way to live without confidence in himself?

I don't believe he can...

Friday, November 25, 2005

Fear and nostalgia...

In the last couple of days, I've seen many frightening images in my dreams... I see myself fragmented, I feel as if I haven't settled and that I'm still leaving myself to be at the mercy of the stream of fate. In a summarized way of saying this, I feel doubt and I'm afraid of it. The future, the past and the present, I use such heavy scales when measuring these things but I find I never really look at the results and compensate for them. To tell the truth, I think I fear the results of these matters. I want to cloak myself in this uncertainty to save myself from this insight, this knowledge. It is a coward's path... I feel as if a rat leaving a sinking ship over, and over, and over again. It just makes me wonder how many more ships I have left before I drown.

In these words that I have scribed, I want to convey my respect to those who take hold of adventure and live their lives. I plead that you do not fabricate risks and take the gifts you have for granted, to promote yourself as you see fit and accept that challenges can to conquered and overcome for the better. To speak of these things is easy... Remember that.

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Yellow, red and blue... It's not candy.


What's that old saying? If it's not broken, don't fix it? That actually sounds like procrastination to me. There's always room for improvement is a much better phrase in my opinion. So instead of posting nothing, I decided to post that. Exciting? No, but deal with it.
P.S. - Need more Dr. Mario on the net!