Child of Flame

KotORII did that for me. I was all excited about it leading up to the Xbox launch, then I forgot about it and spent the money I'd saved on Bloodlines, still haven't played it and probably won't until the Restoration Project is released. S.T.A.L.K.E.R.S. did this for me too, though it hasn't been released yet. A while ago I was trying to remember what the hell that name of that game was that I wanted so badly to come out a few months ago, then just went along my merry way until I saw it mentioned somewhere here again. Call of Cthulu: Dark Corners of the Earth had a fair amount of hype early in the cycle, hasn't gotten much advertisement from Bethesda at all, and got stellar reviews. My guess is sales for that will bomb like they did with Beyond Good & Evil. I remembered this one only because the name of our Dark God is attached to it.

Silver and Cold - AFI

You just had to go and ruin my pity party didn't you. I understand about the steak, it's the same reason my family eats Prime Rib on Christmas, my dad's family was worse off than yours growing up, and not because of what was coming in, but what my grandfather was spending on the booze. They had so much chicken during the year my dad still hates the stuff, a fancy meal was hot dogs and gravy. Breakfast was mush, lunch was whatever was around. When my dad was old enough, he painted houses with his grandfather to bring enough money into the house and buy decent clothes for himself. I know we're not bad off, but we're not well off either. It's not the amount of money that gets to me, so much as the disparity between how my sister is treated and how I'm treated. I need a car to even feasibly get to a job regularly where we live the way the weather is in the winter and as far away as the bus stop is. Even then it'll be a hard enough task finding a job that can not only work around college courses but bus schedules. Bust can only get me into town by 9AM and I have to be back on it by 6PM. As bad a child as I was from around thirteen to fifteen, I was doing pretty okay by the time I was sixteen. I wasn't going to school, but that's because I was staying home and taking care of my mom some. When I was told about an Independent Studies program in town that I could get to and finish up Highschool with, I went to that. The teacher lied to me about how long it would take and letting me back in for one more semester, so when that fell through, I went through a whole bunch of hoops to get a GED. Now I'm signed up for college courses and I don't quite have a driver's liscense or a car. If I could get an apartment in town I would, but due to the rich folks moving up here from the rest of California, and pissing away their money on Real Estate that's worth half of what they paid just because they can, the jobs pay less than it costs to live here. The only feasible way to make rent on one of them is to get a roommate, and the only people I'd know to do that with all left for college in other places. I'm just in a bad mood because I spent most the day combing through the classifieds trying to find a car that fits the price tag, getting blown off by one guy after he told me he'd call me back, getting yelled at by a woman when I was being polite because someone listed her number as theirs, and getting answering machines or 'Sorry just sold it' everywhere else.

<bitterness> Not at the same time man. She got the car about a year ago, it was originally my dad's. It was after we traded in the van we needed to take my mom around after she had her stroke. He decided he was putting too many miles on it going to work, so he gives it to her, I'm still stuck taking the bus. Now I've enrolled in the local college and the bus doesn't run early enough for me to get to my first class, I need a car, literally need one; if I am to get to school. So yeah, 'circumstance' but now 'circumstance' dictates that I need a reliable car more'n my sister, but it's the other way around. He wouldn't even let me get a Learner's Permit until I was eighteen, because I was 'too irresponsible'. Now I will admit, I was by no means the model child, who is, but to deprive me of a means of transportation when my father was the one who decided to live this far out of town, in a town with very sporadic transportation, he more or less stunted my social life more than geekiness in a redneck town had already done. Now my sister, miss 4.0 Honor Student, carrying the brunt of the tasks my mother did before her stroke, he lets her get her Learner's Permit ASAP, and gives her the car he knew I wanted when he decides he's putting too much wear and tear on it. Not to mention the spending money he's constantly giving her, when he didn't give me anything besides clothes and food, plus money for church activities; and instead expected me to use the money I got selling a Steer in 4H when I was at boarding school. Now the money's gone, and his excuse whenever I explain to him that there's almost nothing in the Classifieds for $1k that isn't a junker for parts, he tells me I should've saved that money. Gee thanks dad. </bitterness>

I hear the game is pretty sweet though, can't wait until it hits the PC.

F*** no, we're poor as s***. Only reason we can afford the house we're in is because my old man's good at penny pinching and investing. His salary puts us below the poverty line for our area.

How about you explain to me how my sister, who is sixteen, has a $16k brand new Scion xB that she got because of 'circumstances' and I get $1k to spend on whatever I can find that I can get home? Yeah.

Haha, I know a dude who has 'Vampire' tattooed on his neck in Kanji letters. Some people are just dumb. The only reason I haven't got a tattoo yet is because of job eligibility. I remember when I was a couple years younger I thought it would be the most awesome thing ever to have a Chinese Dragon with the head starting at your bicep and wrapping around your arm, tail ending on the back of your hand. Since then I decided it wasn't the greatest idea since a shirt wouldn't cover it up.

You misunderstand the meaning of the poem Bok, that or you haven't read some of Mr. Ferlinghetti's other works. Take your pick really.

GIS helped me find this one, it seems pretty decent. A full upper body tattoo that stopped at the wrists and neck line (so as to be covered by a shirt) filled with Torment related tattoos, including TNO's note to himself would be neat. Need to figure out what the script the note's written in would look like though.

Hm, I wonder if The Nameless One's tattoos would look good put together in a torso/sleeve tattoo.

Kaf, you're missing the point. Shiny!

DON'T **** WITH ERNIE HE WILL CUT YOU!

KAMEHAMEHA!

I decided to let it grow until the mods ask me to chop it down again.

I fixed your grammars when I was sigging that little conversation there Gabs, hope you don't mind.

HOLY ****! With a weapon like that you could take out an entire city!

Well if it's really for incense, I need to start a business that manufactures novelty bongs. For incense.

Christ Climbed Down by Lawrence Ferlinghetti CHRIST climbed down from His bare Tree this year and ran away to where there were no rootless Christmas trees hung with candycanes and breakable stars Christ climbed down from His bare Tree this year and ran away to where there were no gilded Christmas trees and no tinsel Christmas trees and no tinfoil Christmas trees and no pink plastic Christmas trees and no gold Christmas trees and no black Christmas trees and no powderblue Christmas trees hung with electric candles and encircled by tin electric trains and clever cornball relatives Christ climbed down from His bare Tree this year and ran away to where no intrepid Bible salesmen covered the territory in two-tone cadillacs and where no Sears Roebuck creches complete with plastic babe in manger arrived by parcel post the babe by special delivery and where no televised Wise Men praised the Lord Calvert Whiskey Christ climbed down from His bare Tree this year and ran away to where no fat handshaking stranger in a red flannel suit and a fake white beard went around passing himself off as some sort of North Pole saint crossing the desert to Bethlehem Pennsylvania in a Volkswagon sled drawn by rollicking Adirondack reindeer with German names and bearing sacks of Humble Gifts from Saks Fifth Avenue for everybody's imagined Christ child Christ climbed down from His bare Tree this year and ran away to where no Bing Crosby carollers groaned of a tight Christmas and where no Radio City angels iceskated wingless thru a winter wonderland into a jinglebell heaven daily at 8:30 with Midnight Mass matinees Christ climbed down from His bare Tree this year and softly stole away into some anonymous Mary's womb again where in the darkest night of everybody's anonymous soul He awaits again an unimaginable and impossibly Immaculate Reconception the very craziest of Second Comings

There Is No If... - The Cure

I'd have to meet you in person to know if you did. I don't generally have a problem with individual Christians, it's more when the religion gets organized it gets under my skin, it did even when I believed as I'm a secularist now and I was then. When Christians try and forcefeed their religion to people who want no part of it, or Christians who shun other believers because they interpret a minor passage differently than they do. You and the other Believers on this site generally just try and defend your creed, and there's nothing wrong with that. I still go to Church more often than most Christians as I have friends there, I enjoy the music, and sometimes I can glean some meaning or enlightenment out of the sermon. The religion is good overall, it does a lot of good for the world, but also harms it in some ways. The book is filled with good ideas, but the execution sucks, and there are contradictory parts that make no sense to me. I think if just Jesus' teachings were yoinked from it it would be a pretty good code of conduct, it's generally the other parts that bug me. When I have time I intend to read as many other Holy Books as I can get my hands on and see if I can find meaning in any of them.

Nope, but I don't have much against those that don't make asses of themselves. Family doesn't know because it's already pretty dysfunctional, and telling them I don't believe in everything the Bible says would be like telling them I'm gay, my dad used to be a minister. I came to my conclusions while studying to pick up the cloth myself, and decided I couldn't teach, nor believe in what I cannot wrap my head around.

What type of paper am I looking at accquiring to shop myself efficiently to game development companies? Could any of the paper bits be applied to jobs at other places while I accquire more paper? How hard will it be to whore myself out to the game industry (work hours aside) after I accquire the paper bits? I would probably be wanting to go into design rather than programming, but I suppose my brain could be applied to both. Right now I've enrolled in a semester of college courses with a Psychology major intended, but that was only because I really hadn't made my mind up about anything yet, and I figured that things learned in such courses could be applied to most any job (how people work). Please to be answering my questions, paper bits needed, money is forthcoming.

Ugh, did it install any new firmware with it, because if so, your hax probably won't work anymore. Damn you and your tricksy ways Sony, this is why I don't buy music anymore.

Naaaah, it's incense. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Yeah, just like the zig zags made out of hemp paper they sell in town are intended for smoking tobacco. Seriously, you can't make this stuff up.