Jon

final fantasy sucks

2002-12-26T22:54:11Z

Here's a snippet of a preview for the new Final Fantasy X-2 game, taken without permission from Gameforms.com. I think that these two paragraphs effectively highlight what is so unenjoyable about Final Fantasy games nowadays. Not like you care.

"Kimahri is now Tribe Master of the Ronso, and his tribe vows vengeance on the Guados. This conflict displeases a Ronso named Garik who blames Kimahri for the problem. Wakka and Lulu have married since the previous game, and Lulu is now pregnant, causing Wakka to wonder if he's cut out to be a fatherly figure.

The Le Branc Clan rivals the Kamome Clan and frequently shows up to interfere or steal spheres. The clan is led by Le Branc herself, a flashy woman who fights with a fan. Her two main henchmen are Sanno, a tall thin man who fights with dual long pistols, and Unno, a stout but muscular fighter who attacks with brute strength."

the music of the spheres is just round

2002-10-03T21:39:27Z

oilyragfun: how does your status compare to your expectations of status
Crimm Sun: I've tried to keep few expectations of status, but had I made any, then my status would likely be beneath that of what I had expected.
oilyragfun: blah blah

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Crimm Sun: i fucking hate utilities
TeiflingDied x 2: yea fuck the water company - and cable company - no wait - just fuck there prices - i like them
Crimm Sun: I wish it were like the old days, when you could just scurry around your forest and gather up stray cable and water
TeiflingDied x 2: ... and pick ripe virgins from the tree's
Crimm Sun: yeah the trees in my back yard just have bugs

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oilyragfun: i introduced him to ambien
oilyragfun: then drove him to woods
Crimm Sun: yeah he said something about stumbling around
Crimm Sun: I think the woods is about the last place I'd want to be on ambien
Crimm Sun: except maybe the arctic
Crimm Sun: or the desert
Crimm Sun: outside, I'll just say outside
oilyragfun: well it seemed like a good idea
oilyragfun: but we got lost
Crimm Sun: I wouldn't expect him to know any better
Crimm Sun: and I wouldn't expect you to care whether or not it was a good idea
Crimm Sun: because I think you'd find it amusing to dope someone up on ambien and then get lost in the woods

is it any wonder I'm not a criminal?

2002-09-15T20:30:32Z

xpepermintpattyx: surprise, life sucks, etc.
Crimm Sun: boo hoo hooo
xpepermintpattyx: hey! the fact that i said etc. means that i wasnt being a melodramatic puss, And you brought it up. so shut up.
Crimm Sun: no I'm just crying, and now you're yelling at me!
xpepermintpattyx: you know what would make you feel better,
xpepermintpattyx: doing my homework.
Crimm Sun: does it involve having revenge sex with busloads of cheerleaders
xpepermintpattyx: yes. english is a demanding course.

Here's your list of friends in the order they died:

2002-09-09T03:40:37Z

Friday was ex-roomie Monica's birthday party. Yesterday night was Johnny's 21st birthday party. I had a good time. I didn't drink too much cuz by the time I got back with the bathroom cup/shot glasses all the liquor was gone. There was still keg beer, but that didn't last long either. Eventually, after Cory arrived at the party and everything alcoholic was gone, I ran out to the gas station and picked up some 32 oz Hurricane and Old E to distribute amongst the remaining crowd. This seems to have turned me into some sort of a folk hero.

So now Johnny seems a little down. Oh well. I was like that around my birthday, too. I think I'm doing better now, but it took a while.

I'm looking forward to working at Universal Orlando's Halloween Horror nights. I was hired for a haunted house on Marvel Island. I think that I'll be dressed up like a dead super-hero. Hopefully when the guests see me they won't assume that I've died from high cholesterol levels. I'm hardly in heroic shape right now.

After a disappointing loss at the American Idol competition, I've pulled myself together and I'm gearing up for my first voice recital. It looks like I'll be singing that old piano bar staple, "Fly Me to the Moon." I don't feel ready now, but it won't happen until after October anyway.

On Saturday, Josh brought over his shiny new Battle Royale dvd. We tricked Tom's dvd player into running it. I highly recommend this movie. It takes place in an alternate present, where the Japanese government has for some unarticulated reason passed the Battle Royale act, which basically says that students from one graduating high school class will be selected each year by unbiased lottery to go to an island and kill each other. The direction, cinematography, and acting are very good, which may not be what you'd expect from the set-up. It's a slick and bloody affair, kinda like Lord of the Flies on designer drugs.

On Tuesday, I went to Islands of Adventure with Chy. It was fun to finally experience the park after hearing so much about it, although I was hungover and queasy. I still can't tell if I enjoy roller coasters or if they just scare the crap outta me. Either way, I'll ride. To end on a sad note, there are absolutely no corn-dogs at Universal Studios.

back in the game

2002-09-04T03:05:15Z

Crimm Sun: it's good to be back in the game a little bit
BornDeadToYou: haha yeah
BornDeadToYou: i suppose it will be kinda weird once i get there
Crimm Sun: I was moving around a lot, I don't know how to meet people, and I'm picky to boot
BornDeadToYou: no i understand that
Crimm Sun: yeah well I don't so I'm trying to convince myself :)
BornDeadToYou: um...meet girls in book stores and coffee shops. that shows intelligence
Crimm Sun: how about I just whip my SAT scores in their face and go, "see anything you like?"

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Crimm Sun: ok I'm starting your paper.
xpepermintpattyx: heh, dont really. even tho yer kidding. just in case.
Crimm Sun: "Prozac is like this bitch I once knew..."
Crimm Sun: I'm stuck at that point
xpepermintpattyx: thats good enuff
Crimm Sun: just turn that in
Crimm Sun: that would be awesome
xpepermintpattyx: done and done.
Crimm Sun: for about two seconds until you got your grade back
xpepermintpattyx: id be like 'well you know what? YOU FAIL, Teach!'
Crimm Sun: haha shit, I laughed at that

YAMAKASI!

2002-09-02T02:02:11Z

Ir's been forever since I've put anything in here, crap or not, so here's something at least. I haven't meant to let down all my fans. I hope I haven't alienated any of you.

killmekillyou: hey
killmekillyou: sorry about last night
Crimm Sun: how're ma & pa
killmekillyou: i was fuckin out of it
killmekillyou: they just left
Crimm Sun: it's okay, no harm done
killmekillyou: and i hope me answering the door naked wasnt a painful experience for you
Crimm Sun: there was a lot of wood between us
Crimm Sun: I mean I couldn't see through the door
Crimm Sun: so it didn't even register
killmekillyou: good
killmekillyou: i just wasnt sure if i hid myself or not
killmekillyou: i dont really remember it
killmekillyou: i thought i was dreaming it all up
Crimm Sun: all I remember is you had a tea-cup on your erect penis and you kept going "goochie goochie goo! goochie goochie gooo!"
killmekillyou: oh no
killmekillyou: that would be aweful
Crimm Sun: for the tea-cup

It's a trap

2002-08-08T08:32:18Z

Had some people over to the house last night. We drank. I took a sleeping pill, then was nauseated from it and made myself throw up. Sleep followed. I suppose everyone thought I was really really drunk because I hadn't mentioned that I'd taken the pill or explained that Ambien can make you wanna throw up.

On Saturday night I went to see my voice teacher, Amy Steinberg, perform at her cd release party. When I started taking lessons I chose her at random, but it turns out she's an eminent local artist. Honestly, she's a fantastic musician and an amazing vocalist. I've rarely seen anyone with such thick and sweeping stage presence. I'm not even sure if that makes sense. Sara loved the show and I had a good time.

I dreamt I was a ghostbuster in chinatown. Inside the dream I had deja vu, and because of it we were able to expect that a giant blue skeletal snake would pop out of an asian woman and could contain it. Then our gadgets were pretty much out of power, so I went looking around a restaraunt for something. The other 'busters were approached by a panicked teenager and ran off to help him. Little did they know that it was a trap. I knew, but too late, and my buddies were off somewhere getting ripped apart. So, low on power and without much hope in my heart, I ran down the alleyway towards a cataclysmic battle.

Feel free to write an ending. I can't recall what happened next. Maybe I woke up.

The elephant with many trunks

2002-08-02T16:30:06Z

I've been moving into the new house since last Thursday. I'm finally done getting my junk out of the old apartment and I'm not going to spend any more time cleaning it.
I'm a little annoyed with a couple things Richie did during this process, but bitching to the whole world - or at least the 0.0000000009% of it that may actually read this someday - about it won't make me feel better. Oh well, now begins the deposit deductions phase.

There was a segment on Viva Variety years ago that was absolutely amazing. It was this guy inside of two colorful and gigantic telescoping tubes that did a dance. He rolled around in a ball and would shoot his limbs across the room. At many times you had no idea what direction he was oriented inside the suit.

Last night I had a dream that I found a video of that performance online and I was so happy. In my dream, it had been called "The Elephant with Many Trunks" tho it has nothing to do with pachyderms. This must be my subconscious cross-referencing the memory with the "pink elephants on parade" part of Dumbo, which is creepy in a similar way.

After that, I dreamt of a commercial for a new comedy tv show. It was called something like "The Paroley" and the stars were sitting around in a mock-therapy group session circle. I have no idea what they were saying. The girl from Viva Variety and the State was in it, along with a reeeeeeally obese guy with glasses and some dude doing Phil Hartman's Perry Cuomo schtick, among others. A truly star-studded cast.

The second part of the commercial had these weird stop-motion plastic puppets with fucked up pug dog heads walking around in human clothes saying god-knows-what. At the end, one of the heads was in a circle and described The Paroley show as having something to do with his puke. Hmmmm, so that's why we should watch it.

If I ever find that actual Viva Variety clip online somewhere I'll post the link here. For now I think I'll grab something to eat and rest on my fat ass-laurels for a while before doing anything useful, like unloading the van.

Name changed to protect the innocent

2002-07-20T16:44:06Z

StickySituation: and to top it off i have my period!
StickySituation: and to top THAT off...
Crimm Sun: more cramps?
StickySituation: i made a mistake this morning. (i'm gonna be graffic here.... your stomach my turn...) i woke up this morning and changed my tampon, but stupid me forgot to take the first one out, and i realized that after the shoved the new one in there, so i pulled that one out quick, and now, i get get the other one out. so here i am, with a tampon stuck in my body, and i don't know what to do about it. lol.
Crimm Sun: er, gum on a stick?
StickySituation: naw. i can feel it, deep in there, but i can't pull it out. and i don't wanna have to put two fingers up there. that's really really gonna hurt.
Crimm Sun: if I can help out somehow let me know
StickySituation: most likely, i'll have to get it taken out by a doctor. how embarrassing is that? especially since i have NEVER been to a doctor like that before.
Crimm Sun: salad tongs, or something!
StickySituation: eew
StickySituation: and too, i don't have money for it!!!
Crimm Sun: c'mon, you played operation as a kid. you can figure something out
StickySituation: i know, but i was the one that sucked really bad at it and always hit the sides and made it make that "EEEERRR" noise.
Crimm Sun: somehow I don't think it's your nose that will glow red in this case
StickySituation: LOL shut up!
StickySituation: that's so mean.
Crimm Sun: vacuum with hose attachment?

eight shots, no excuses

2002-07-20T08:11:34Z

Dear Diary,

How are you? I'm sorry I missed your Bar Mitzvah. There's so much I want to tell you about.

This last week or so I've been looking for a job. I had a psychadelic experience somewhere in there, too. I'll skip past most of that in the name of brevity.

Also, I'll add more blank lines to my journal entry so that it's easier for Johnny Hallihan to read.

On Thursday night I attended a benefit to send Orlando's Poetry Slam team to the national competitions in, uh, Baltimore? Shit, I dunno. My voice teacher is on the team. Out of the four, I honestly feel she has the most talent. It was some sort of fun. There were fingerfoods. I won $65 of stuff from a raffle there, but I threw away $25 because I felt guilty.

Tonight I hung out mostly with Johnny. We took shots of Jack Daniels, ate some pizza, then went to Jessica's. On the way home I started feeling sad.
*paragraphs removed afterwards so that I don't sound like a whiny bitch*

Hopefully I'll fall asleep soon. In my dreams I'm a pirate king! I never want to wake up. I want to sail the seas forever in search of Gold Roger's hidden treasure.

shake shake it up new love

2002-07-06T08:43:03Z

nerddorkdweeb: whats doing
Crimm Sun: not much. flopping around livejournal
nerddorkdweeb: sdfx
Crimm Sun: downloading the new official army videogame
Crimm Sun: http://www.livejournal.com/users/crimmsun/ if you want it. none too exciting
Crimm Sun: I brought some ping pong club to matt tonight. that's about it
Crimm Sun: what're you up to
nerddorkdweeb: ejjjj driml gpmma [ass pit \
Crimm Sun: I like the ass pit part
nerddorkdweeb: sorry im drunk and its to dark to see the keyboard so i dunno its hard to type
Crimm Sun: I understand
Crimm Sun: matt finished drinking his 2nd beer, then felt sick suddenly and threw up on the carpet
nerddorkdweeb: hahah
Crimm Sun: he couldn't figure out why in the world there was celery in his vomit

shake shake it up new dance

2002-07-06T05:36:50Z

OK, so here I am right at the beginning of my livejournal career and I'm already being negligent. Don't I realize that this is the "make-it-or-break-it" period? I haven't been too busy post exactly, but I've been consistantly blitzed. Take last night for example. Woooowie, I was drunk. Tonight? I'm a little buzzed and I'm tired, so for now just enjoy a random entry from some girl I don't know's online journal and pretend it's about my life:

continued unpacking the rest of my boxes today. things brought back a lot of memories.
found things from middle school and it made me think of the friends i has back then that i have no clue how they are doing now. i actually emailed paulette (i finally found her after looking for her for a few months) but havent heard back from her yet. i just wonder where some of those people are....like mike bruni, my first crush. gosh he was so cute and hes the reason i ever started to like punk music.

and then i came across a lot of things from sebastian. though i hate the school now and i hate almost everyone who went there now...i look back and it was a great time in my life. i did make a lot of great friends....too bad they couldnt all stay that way. of course everyone there now thinks im dead, or moved to california, or pregnant, or a lesbian, or some other dumb rumor. it makes me sad to look at some of these things...cause i know my childhood is gone and i will never regain it.

Neverwinter Nights and rainy Florida days

2002-06-22T18:37:49Z

I just woke up from a dream about nuclear war. Somehow, tacked on the end of it, was an extra little scene. In it, I someone with a gibberish screen name IM'd me to complain that they played an Eels song for a girl they liked and she didn't appreciate it. I tried to put their mind at ease while tip-toeing around the fact that I don't particularly care for the Eels either. I'm bursting with tact.
My phone has been popping in and out of service all week long. This has made certain things like keeping in touch with people, getting a job, and getting a place to live difficult. I've had a service technician out here three times. Finally, today, the guy says that the whole phone shelf - wtf that is - is 30 - 40 years old and needs to be replaced, but that I shouldn't have any more problems for now. I hope not cuz this is getting old. I like to gamble, but not on whether I'll have a dial tone.
I've played the new Neverwinter Nights PC game. It's supposed to be a revolutionary step for computer RPG games, blurring the lines between man and machine-run campaigns. Maybe it is, but on my computer it just seems like a choppy, needlessly complicated version of Dungeon Siege. Perhaps I'll see the brilliance someday.
I toured the house that my friends and I are thinking of moving into. It looks great. It's got 4 bedrooms, 2 bath, a nice screened in patio, abundant back yard, and a huge 2-car garage with an extra bonus but kinda smelly bonus room tacked onto it. All this for $1100 a month. That'll be split 4 ways, so it's already about $75 cheaper per person than where I'm living now.
I could try and make up for lost time by writing an even longer journal entry, but I think my creative and confessional urges have been met for now.

life in low res.

2002-06-14T11:01:21Z

You'd think that after taking Ambien for five nights in a row to get to sleep that my body would adjust and want to get to bed earlier naturally. You'd be wrong. It's okay, I've come to expect that from you.
So, instead of sleeping, I've been reading through forums about and looking through archives of pixel art. There's something I love about a good, blocky, videogamish graphic. If I ever absorb enough about C and C++ to program a Gameboy Advance game, I'll need to look over these pages again for reference.
I've also been looking through some girl's anthropomorphic fantasy drawings. It's not pornographic - I'm not sure why I ended up here. Chick has some talent, even if she does draw the same pink-haired mutt animal obsessivlely. Of course, the artist has pink hair, too. Maybe someday she'll have that operation for a cute puppy cat-thing nose.
What else today, hmm? I missed an apointment with my psychiatrist. It's okay. If I went, all I'd have to tell them is that I'm off of the medication that was giving me all sorts of unreasonable problems, and that I couldn't start the new medication because it made me sleep for 30 hours at a time, and I'm supposed to be looking for a job. I thought the point of doping me up was that I'm supposed to feel better. Right now it's a relief just to be back at baseline with no chemicals in my system that make me feel like I'm being strangled.
Today I went out to the movies with friend Chy. (I define today as the span of time between when I wake up and when I pass out for good.) We had to decide between a movie about an undercover black man or a movie about a black man who's forced to go undercover. We chose the former. I was laughing despite myself. Actually, Undercover Brother was a lot of fun. I guess it helps to go into a situation with no expectations whatsoever.
As for Chy, I enjoyed her company for the brief time I had it. I don't want to look into things any deeper than that at the moment. I'll probably see her again and go out to another movie or something. Maybe we'll have a chance to hang out soon without the strict time limit or engaging in such a passive activity as watching a movie.
I pray now that sleep will take me. It's too early in the morning to take a sleeping pill, if I want to get anything done when I wake up. Beddy bye for now.

Beginnings and other bad ideas

2002-06-13T07:39:51Z

I'm finally here! There have been a number of times over the past howeverlong when I've mused over starting a LiveJournal of my own. At these times, I've gone to the LiveJournal homepage, flipped around, read the rules again, and given up. The main obstacle for me were the limited "be invited or pay" choices. To my skeptical side, LiveJournal seems like an exercise in narcissism, and I'd have a hard time paying up front for that. To my adult side, LiveJournal provides the minerals and fiber that keep my bow al movements regular and cheetah-quick. Finally I know someone that runs with the crowd here, and he passed me a... pass for here. I guess what you, the faceless voyeur, can expect from me are irregular updates, jokes that mildly amuse myself at the moment I write them, and the overall feeling that I don't really know what I'm doing or why I'm trying to do it.
I've never kept a journal of any kind. I try to form lasting memories of the pleasant things that happen and let the bad times melt away. Either way, I'm not too good at living in the past and my memories don't evoke many feelings for me. I have to go by how I'm feeling in the present. Maybe I can exploit LiveJournal as a means of connection to my past and greater self-awareness. At least I've got a place now where I can dump my dreams as I recall them, provided I'm disciplined enough to sit down and type them out.
Speaking of dreams, I didn't do much today, but I did watch "Waking Life" with friend Jennine. I've been looking forward to it, and I have to say I wasn't disappointed at all. Rotoscoped animation can be cool sometimes, but a lot of times it just turns me off. From seeing a few snippets of the movie, I had the premonition that a couple hours of that stuff could get irritating. It didn't, it just kept it dreamlike. The movie plays out a lot like a more existential and serious - if animated - version of Richard Linklater's earlier film, "Slacker." Also, you can recognize at least two alumni from "Dazed and Confused," including the main character. The whole thing is definitely worth seeing if you've ever had a dream where you thought you were awake, or if you've ever had a dream where someone was explaining something to you. It all felt familiar to me on a personal level. Good work. Also recommended, his underrated "SubUrbia," which I can watch over and over and still take something away from it.
Other than all that, some smaller happenings. We meant to drive out to the art house theater in town to see some random documentary about freestyle rapping. I decided to heed MapQuest and plunged down side-streets in Winter Park. It was dark and rainy yet outside, and the street names were unreadable. We dead-ended, turned down unknown roads, then finally made it back to familiar ground, We abandoned the movie idea, and that was okay. No real regrets today, I just hope that my phone line is working tomorrow in the afternoon so I can get together with someone. If anything interesting happens then, I'll try to let you know about it. In the mean-time, I'd like you to find some way to smile and to look forward at all the great things you've got ahead of yourself