Brandon: Fixed

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Hrm, for anyone who cares. The Guru's are fixed.

Stupid semicolons.

And I think it's about time I dropped the e-mail addy lenght down to like 50 chars :P

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Brandon: For the sake of pete...(and pete)

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EDIT: User level ignoring is in now. Go to your control panel if you want to activate it. I don't know if it works for everything, but it should.

Ok, first off, a bit of drama and angnst going on on our doorstep.

Do I like it? No. Am I going to do anything about it. Depends on your definition of 'doing anything', I'm going to change the software a bit, but that will be all. I'm not begging anyone to stay, or kicking anyone out.

Why does Vent exist?
Because I want it to. This site is about me first and foremost, the fact that people can have their own journals is just a perk. I can take away that privelege at any time. I don't want to do that, because I like to see different viewpoints, to hear about even the mundane aspects of peoples lives. It's fun to me, I guess.

I think I'm going to have to draft a Terms Of Use that everyone must agree upon, and finally finish the banning code that has been commented out for ages. I never really wanted to make that sort of thing work, but it looks like my flawed utopia needs a way for me to reel it in, so to speak.

And now, for my own personal opinion, and I do think I'm allowed.

1) Nathan: You wrote a book, good for you. You do pimp it a lot, and hell, if I was published, I might do the same thing. Well, probably not. Kudos to you. Fuzmeister, however, thinks you are an ass for pimping yourself. You were a bit of an ass for making fun of him after he voiced his opinion. In fact, he was kinda pounced upon by the newcomers to Vent. Not really fair, so I think that's why he's held a bit of a grudge.

2) Fuzmeister: I'm sorry that the newcomers arent keeping with your vision of Vent, and I'm sorry that their posts are much more trafficed than your own. I've known at least one of them longer than well, anyone, and it seems that Jestmiester has brought his own circle of interesting fellows to the table. They know each other, so they have more to say about things. They don't know you as well as I do, so they don't know how to react to what you say. I know that Mr Tyree has been a little more than enthusiastic about his book, but let him have his fun. Just ignore him. And soon, should you decide to stay, he will be able to.

I hate the fact that you deleted your posts, there is no way to get them back now. A delete is permanant, I may make it so that does not happen in the future, but it sucks that so much history is lost because you got pissed. It was your choice, however, I'm not telling you how to live. I still am your friend, and hope that you still are mine.

Anyways. NO DRAMA, NO ANGST. Please.

Oh, and one more thing.

No more stupidity.

Mood: Feh
Music: Carbon Leaf: Indian Summer

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Brandon: Business

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Well, so we've gotten like 98% of our stuff moved now. Now for the joy of unpacking. Things just don't seem to have a place right now, but we're working on it. It can only get better from here.

Anyways, you're all invited to come over sometime.
E-mail me if you want to get my new addy.

Mood: Hot and Sweaty

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Brandon: The New Homestead

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Well, it's official, Melissa and I are homeowners. It's a bit creepy, at least to me. So much stuff to move, so little time.

At least one of the neighbors has an unsecured wireless network, so I am getting free interweb access thanks to them.

Mood: Hot and Sweaty
Music: Red Hot Chili Peppers

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Beowulf: Thoughts

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Like usual, it's been a while since I've posted. Since last time I've moved home with my parents for the summer. After living alone in my apartment in Pitt, this place is noisy. Mother insists on speaking to me on occasions. Father turns the tv up so damn loud that you can hear it clearly anywhere in the house. The dog smells like rotting flesh. And the cat, well the cat is fat. Obese. Incredibly horizontally inclined. So fat in fact, that he can't lay down properly anymore. When he rolls over he ends up on his back, almost high centered.

But all that's ok I guess. It would be better if mother would stop listening to the same five "Praise and Worship" cd's and constantly telling me that "you're running from God."

Anyway, that's enough complaining. Recently I've had some strange thoughts brewing in my head.

In Blade, why is it so bad to be a vampire? The good guys say that it's a curse to be a vampire. But all the vampires in the movie seem damn happy about being vampires. Maybe it's not so bad. Hell, with the blood banks, you dont' even really have to kill people. And what's up with the blood pouring out of the sprinkler system. It's their freakin food. I would be disgusted to go to a rave and suddenly have the buffet table thrown all over me.

Almond Joys have nuts. Mounds don't. Does that mean that the Almond Joys are male and Mounds female? Is there a brothel somewhere full of Mounds doxies? A place where the Almond Joys show up, pay their money, have a good time, and leave. What about the factory that makes them? Are there lots of Almond Joys and Mounds gettin it on and making little Almond Joys and Mounds?

Do Hobbit women shave their feet to be sexy? Human women shave their legs. But do Hobbit women shave their feet?

Brandon and I have discussed this one in detail before, but it seems appropriate to put here. Why does noone use the bathroom in Star Trek? Do they have bathrooms or is there a special room of Bodily Waste Monitoring Specialists who sit there all day and watch the vital signs of bowels and bladders of every member of the crew. When the bladder or bowels reach a certain point they beam it out automatically and eliminate the need for a bathroom. And if they did that, would the bladder squeezing muscles atrophe? After several generations of this would those muscles become vestigial organs or would they just be bred out entirely?

Well, that's all for today folks.

Mood: somewhat tired

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