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So, I recently heard I might be layed-off, AKA get fired. I have mixed feelings about it, but I guess that's just me. The job pays good, but it's not for me; I'm more at home programming games than 3rd party software for consumers.
Speaking of; work on a little Indie Studio a buddy of mine and I are trying to start is going well. I recently finished work on a management system so we can assign tasks to eachother, and I'm full. The management system itself was quite an undertaking (fully PHP, no CSS or Javascript; because I'm a bauws) but works near flawless. It also takes a load off us, as it makes management easyer. It's also a system that's constantly expanded upon, so I'll probably never be able to say it's finished. This also means I've started on Project SIXTALE (As I'd call it, since I won't spoil the entire title; I've already spoiled the world and its name)

In other news, I have decided to burn the Eclipse Editor for Android Development. And here's why "Huehuehuehue! Nais edit u maed thur, be a shaem if I stuped recognise ur device and not launch emulatr so u can't test! Huehuehuehuehue!"
I spent 3 bloody hours trying any fix I knew/found online, but nothing worked. RAAAAAGE!
  • Mood: Daily Needs
  • Listening to: Some radio station they put on at work
  • Reading: The Lord of the Rings, Game of Thrones (soon)
  • Watching: Fairy Tail Episode 18x-19x; Sword Art Online II
  • Playing: Golden Sun, State of Decay, WoW (Soon)
  • Drinking: Tea (once again, grabs monocle)


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'Twas the year 1990, on the 22nd day of November, when a wee lad was born. That wee lad, 'twas I.
"Lo and behold!" Many a person would exclaim, for 'twas a sight to behold. A silent baby, narry a peep, but alive and well, for my stink made my parents weep.
Youth be a cruel mistress as she tortured me on every step, I was autistic I was, narry a friend I made 'cause of it up until highschool, for then I got to go into IT.
Highschool was great and a soothing experience, for I could be myself and lose myself in the fantasies that roamed my great mind. I would program day and night, practise my skill for a complete mastery, when a woman came into my life, beautiful and a sight to behold.
Then came college, a worthy experience, which I narry failed with the chance of succes as thick as a newborn-baby's hair. The latter, speaking of, became my present. Two wee sucklings, a boy and a lass, now bring joy to my life as did my girlfriend's now enlarged.. buttocks.

Work became a reality and I was dragged into the standard drag of the working man; A 9 to 5 job is now my fate, as I silently sit here and wait.
The wee ones grow and become strong, as dad works hard to ensure a great future as was his own.

Sacrifice; You don't give something up, you merely add an obligation because you chose to. And narry does a man choose to sacrifice something if it's all for naught.

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