Down from an Expected High; High from an Expected Low

So the storm was...less-than fatal. In fact, we didn't even lose power, I was disappointed. However, my friend Kevin came along on a family trip to my Godmother's camp; picking me up considerably. Got a lot of exercise in the water too; I haven't actually been submerged in that much water in a long time.

In other matters, I ordered a new set of speakers for my computer; this time, a 2.1 system. Which means it has a sub-woofer; I am ecstatic.

I am rather exhausted from today, so I'll leave you with a great pic I took before I go nap.

Take care,

Not Time Yet: cook it longer, and add seasoning

I tend to only like a couple songs from any given preferred artist. Panic! At the Disco, in addition to having an adorable lead singer, has this song called "Ready to Go" with this one segment that goes: "I think I'm ready, I think I know I'm ready I know, I think I'm ready, I think I know I'm ready I know..." that I really dig tonight. Guess I'm just in the mood for repetition.

Apparently a major storm is heading this way: looking like a wall of lightning on the weather channel. So I need to not be on my computer. Hopefully I'll get to have some fun tomorrow, provided this storm doesn't kill everything.

If you were up to anything this weekend, hopefully you enjoyed it; being a holiday and all...or something. I'll check back tomorrow night or so.
Take care,

No Up-time Without Down-time

Three things:
     First,
I just finished some brutal and delicious wings. My Mom ended up making some wings, so I decided to make my own sauce for them, and I suffered for it (it was great). Here's the recipe for the sauce I made:
-2 pts Rhino Peri-Peri sauce
-1 pt A&W BBQ Sauce
-1 pt Sweet Baby Ray's BBQ Sauce
-1 pt Wasabi
-1 pt Spicy Mustard
-.5 pts Soy Sauce
-.5 pts Mayonnaise
-1-2 drops Mad Dog .38 Special
My tummy hurts, my mouth and lips are still burning, and my throat feels like it was finished throwing up (after-burn). I recommend it, though, if you like hot stuff.
     Second,
The "Time Toupée" is an ancient artifact of great and mysterious power. It comes and goes at will, choosing its wearer. One time it chose a host that didn't even need a toupée.
     Third,
I'm sure most people tend to deal with trying to be a certain way that, at least in part, deviates from their normal self on a regular basis. Sadly, most people don't notice that they're doing it; they've turned it in to second nature. As sad as it may seem to think that most people are being passive about what really boils down to "everyday bullshitting," is it perhaps better than being able to recognize it? I'm not going to try and argue for "ignorance is bliss" or anything but I feel like the deeper (more critically) you look, while maintaining full awareness of what is happening, the farther removed you will become from your self.

Stop and take a moment to smell the bullshit. My bullshit. I'm being critical of myself here. I hate taking my interest in sociology too far. My real problem is that I feel like in noticing people's masks, I try them on to test their results. Like a different form of "monkey see, monkey do." Trying to be something else can be harmless enough on its own, but when you (I) lose track of not only how many masks are being worn at a given time but why they were being tried on in the first place you can easily forget yourself (myself).

I'm dancing around it and being dramatic. I don't know how to approach something. Something that I should have learned how to approach a long time ago. I have a few masks that could work, but the more I rely on these "characters" and "personas" the further behind I'm going to be on a personal-growth level. I'm just afraid that when I decide to do something about it, I'm going to either sell-out and use a mask (a victory I couldn't enjoy, should success be met at all) or muck it up horribly because the only way my genuine self can handle anything is through cowardly childish methods (because my unmasked self hasn't grown enough yet). If honesty truly is the best policy, I may just have to go-for-broke and hope for the best. The honest method unsettles me in another way though: even if I am to approach this situation honestly; who am I, to be so selfish, to dump the responsibility of dealing with, and understanding, my personal inadequacies on someone else? I understand I need to look out for my own interests every so often; in most cases the approach would be composed of an agreeable middle-ground between the interests of the subject, and interests of the Interested: I can't ignore the interests of the other party. Then again, I could just do nothing.

These insecurities sound, to me, like something I should have dealt with years ago. Am I wrong? Any advice?

Take care,

Out of times, Out of Places

Before anything happens, I'll say that the title is simultaneously irrelevant and the limit of my creative capacity for this blog.

I haven't had a written blog in a while. A sudden abundance of time has inspired me to start up again. I'd like to make this regular if I can afford it, and I'm not sure what the exact content will be yet; I'd like to leave it open. I already keep a relatively regular show up on youtube that I try to post to every Saturday here: www.youtube.com/eyesofetrius
I also occasionally post video game footage of some of the games I enjoy. I may do that again some time soon.
Additionally, since this is my first post here, I may as well make you privy to my other internet stomping grounds:
Facebook- http://www.facebook.com/EtriusVitae
Twitter- http://twitter.com/EyesofEtrius
deviantART- http://void-eater.deviantart.com/


I think that's all of them. I'll throw more in if I remember them in the future. I wanted to go on a tirade of recent event BS, but I'd like this to be more interesting than that (unless something interesting actually happens).
So I'll just list off some stuff about me: so you can better determine now if I'm worth sticking with. I didn't plan this out ahead of time, so I'll just be making this up as it goes along.

This should be exceptionally liberating:

-I feel like I have an otherwise indeterminate maturity level
-I have an indeterminate sexuality (I keep moving amongst being asexual, bisexual, and the others)
-I'm beginning to find what kinds of alcohol I actually like, making my drinking experiences much more enjoyable (Rum, Vodka, and Guinness fyi)
-It's not that I don't like sports and racing games, I just haven't found any that I could really get in to. Besides that, I can enjoy most every kind of game, I just need to be in the mood
-I'm not a big TV person, though I enjoy some shows, I never actually go out of my way to watch them; they're usually on while someone else is watching them (lucky me)
-My music and movie preferences are annoyingly liberal: I hate when someone asks me what kinds of movies or music I like. I can never give anyone a clear answer. Which I think is actually healthy on a personal level, just not a social one
-I generally prefer books that either provoke new ways of thinking or are based on something else I would otherwise be familiar with (games mostly)
-I thoroughly enjoy muted-color button-down shirts, with a tie and pants to match
-I am hypocritical in my opinion of breasts (usually)
-The penis, give or take the scrotum, truly does ruin what could be an admirable aesthetic
-I truly do feel like nothing is taboo, which I am personally rather disgusted by
-I have a harder time trusting people taller than me
-I have never tried on women's clothing (that I can recall; I may have when I was little)
-I find that, though I have no personal belief structure, thanking God and exclaiming "Jesus!" are too fun to give up having grown up in an American society
-Testing the combustibility of things is an old past-time of mine
-I tend to enjoy the company of other people's animals (as I do other people's children); mainly because I envy the simplicity of their lives, and have no desire to have children of my own
-I enjoy being ridiculous in public with otherwise "normal" company, so that I look like the crazy-person they must keep an eye on
- I firmly believe that what you want to eat, how you want to approach that which is greater than us, and how you prefer to get off is your business and we should not have labels for such things: the misuse of labels has only promoted the confusion and denial of what could otherwise be our true potential as sentient beings.

I think that's a good place to stop. I'll probably drop by again when I'm bored. Hope I piqued your interest, and you come back again.

Till next time; take care, and good riddance