Monday, June 21, 2004
Blogging
Ahh...blogging...isn't it wonderful? I can't bloody well stop writing and...I don't care. I'm a blogger. I feel very special.
I don't know any other bloggers. Everyone I know who has a journal is a Live or Deadjournal member. I don't consider that blogging. Makes my heart swell with pride. Again -dies-. I'm one of the elite. Oh God. Watch me post a bloody story about blogging. Damn me.
Speaking of that...I need to update my "Linkage" category. Rune Scape. DAMN YOU, DARIN! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! I am so utterly addicted to that game. Damn him. And just in case you're a member, my names are "domlando" and "orlabossa". Add me. I need as many friends as I can get.
You know...I quite enjoy Rune Scape. Really boosts my ego. Seeing as the game is made up of mostly men and that my characters are...erm...more scantily clad than most, I get compliments. -giggles- Not that I don't mind compliments. There was this one guy who just...I was looking at him because he scared me -laughs- All wearing only black and having a mask on and a mace. He was freaky. And he said "Hey babe. Lookin' good." I about fell out of my seat laughing. And...everyone's so fucking nice to me! I LOVE IT! I'm all spoiled! Every male I've met except for the one annoying wizard guy who killed me and the "Stand and Deliver!" guy who just...creeps me out, have been all polite. I don't like to fight. I don't. I'm a fucking damsel in distress. It's awful. I'm just so stereotypical. But...I am scared to death to fight. I'm just...God awful at it. I have no idea how orlabossa got to level 5. She quite accells at Wood Cutting (She's a lumberjack and she's okay. She sleeps at night and works all day.), Fire Making, and Cooking. Not to mention Prayer. To advance in Prayer you have to pick up the bones that are left behind when something dies and bury them. Sometimes a zombie pops out. Zombies, bad. -laughs- But it's just...completely addictive. I luffs it. And that's Jamie's random blog (number 4) of the day!
I don't know any other bloggers. Everyone I know who has a journal is a Live or Deadjournal member. I don't consider that blogging. Makes my heart swell with pride. Again -dies-. I'm one of the elite. Oh God. Watch me post a bloody story about blogging. Damn me.
Speaking of that...I need to update my "Linkage" category. Rune Scape. DAMN YOU, DARIN! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! I am so utterly addicted to that game. Damn him. And just in case you're a member, my names are "domlando" and "orlabossa". Add me. I need as many friends as I can get.
You know...I quite enjoy Rune Scape. Really boosts my ego. Seeing as the game is made up of mostly men and that my characters are...erm...more scantily clad than most, I get compliments. -giggles- Not that I don't mind compliments. There was this one guy who just...I was looking at him because he scared me -laughs- All wearing only black and having a mask on and a mace. He was freaky. And he said "Hey babe. Lookin' good." I about fell out of my seat laughing. And...everyone's so fucking nice to me! I LOVE IT! I'm all spoiled! Every male I've met except for the one annoying wizard guy who killed me and the "Stand and Deliver!" guy who just...creeps me out, have been all polite. I don't like to fight. I don't. I'm a fucking damsel in distress. It's awful. I'm just so stereotypical. But...I am scared to death to fight. I'm just...God awful at it. I have no idea how orlabossa got to level 5. She quite accells at Wood Cutting (She's a lumberjack and she's okay. She sleeps at night and works all day.), Fire Making, and Cooking. Not to mention Prayer. To advance in Prayer you have to pick up the bones that are left behind when something dies and bury them. Sometimes a zombie pops out. Zombies, bad. -laughs- But it's just...completely addictive. I luffs it. And that's Jamie's random blog (number 4) of the day!
