it has been a pretty crazy twenty four hours. and yet the dredwerkz goes on. sometimes though, you feel like jumping through a portal, stealing the bfg and then blasting the life out of some hapless newbie. maybe that was just me. where to begin? well it's less than a month to quakecon so get those questions answered and then you can come join some fools in texas who want to kill each other. yeah. pizza is definitely allowed.

seriously though. while helena was cleaning up chinese food in the 'werkz, brad was learning how to play 'the ice game', and edward...let's just say that while fighting is fun, going to the hospital assuredly is not. apparently someone was not satisfied with just picking up phone numbers and stumbling home.

which confirms my suspicion that people are incapable of truly recognizing the fruitlessness of their own lives. if you want proof, watch the mindnumbing cliche-fest called serendipity with john cusack and kate beckinsale...it will make you realize why most thinking people understand that fate is a cruel hoax perpetuated by a minority of rich, attractive people. then again, most of the enlightened believe in free will, so maybe everybody has a weakness. chaos and randomness never get their due...

naturally the only choice, when confronted with destruction, despair, and the ultimate realization of the emptiness of materialism, is to embrace that emptiness and strive to become it. remove all that is unnecessary - approach completion, and i'll see you at the beach this week. in the meantime, check out my review of road to perdition and remember that i am every person you need to be...