More of Vana'diel's Greatest Quotes

"Death comes from above you crazy Porrogo Charmer..."
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"...wait... nvm... sorry boss, 'YOU..ARE MY ... MASTER...' (did i get it right?) >.<"

*sigh busy busy

There are so many things to do in this crazy world, not including those in our virtual crazy world which is Vana'diel. Been waaaay to busy to make any posts here for a while. I've still been playing, still been saving lives (work), but it takes some serious effort and creative juices to flow something here. I think "effort" is a rare drop from VE, and "creative juice" is 185 ...

*ducks the incoming slap

Ok, ok, i know that there's always time if you make time, so.... i will make some time. I'm making it right now ok! I need guild support!

In my "other" spare time i've been helping out the new-old linkshell and xp'ing PUP(iammighty).
Unfortunately, unlike other "responsible" ls c0-leaders, i'm terrible at remembering to take screenies. >.<>

Cerebral thought of the day

Now that i'm sooo thankfully a member of the pup 70+ club, i noticed something very odd. Of course "odd" for us is, "natural" for SE... lol
Not that i would want to wear this gear piece on a normal basis,






...but don't you think this guy would be a perfect fit?













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Why can't i wear it??? someone fix this... NOW! =P

Cerebral thought of the day

Every time i see these i'm waiting for the "Stallone" mob to come around the corner...

Grandparents.... gotta luv 'em....

I think that whenever you take a stand on something, an issue, a faith, a decision, etc.; there's gonna come a time when what you stood for will be tested. Yes, it's a time when the thing that you fought hard for, and fought to convey to others will place you, the defender, in let's say... an "inconvenient" situation.
Mine seems to be that at the moment, my grandparents are driving me up the #$&^*@$ wall! XD

My original plan was to feel proud of myself for helping them out in their older years. Y'no, doing yardwork, making insurance phone calls for them, moving heavy objects, etc. With verve and enthusiasm i declared to my friends and co-workers that i had been that super-z grandson, even in my twenties, doing what most people would not.

I was feeling good, i was feeling in full Z-form, i was running right into a trap...

See, the problem is, that you can't just say that you are "family" and do a half-assed job in helping out. I mean, you could, but that would kinda defeat the purpose. Only thing is... do you really know what you are getting into when you make your bold declaration of commitment? Do you really know how far the rabbit hole goes?

I bet not...

I sure didn't when i volunteered to help my grandparents (both sides, one is widowed, the other is well... dramatic >.<) clean up their houses. Now when i say "mess" i really mean, "a whole life's worth of junk/trash/miscellaneous items placed randomly throughout the house, none of which the owner wants to give away/discard, which's combined presence causes a danger and a threat to life safety and mental stability."

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Talk about boxes, talk about clothes from the 50's, 60's, and 70's. Talk about old, rotting, mold-infested food tucked away in nooks and crannies. Talk about stacks and stacks of newspapers, Styrofoam McDonald's coffee cups, and used (YES USED) napkins... Miscellaneous building materials, yard tools, scrap metal, plaster and stucco. Kitchen appliances which haven't been working since the Beatles finished their last recording. Talk about dirt, and mold, and grime. The list goes on and on...

Now don't get me wrong, i luv my grandparents dearly. They do things on a regular basis which are loving and endearing, making me want to come back over and over again. It's just that when i'm there, i want to hit my head across an Aegis over and over again...

To me, it just goes to show that problems don't just "go away" with old age. In fact, many of those problems that we have in our youth can be compounded and worsen in our "golden years" if they're not dealt with. I mean, my grandparents are from a different age and time. Money and resources were scarce, and there were fewer distractions to deal with at that time. I'm sure sometimes there wasn't anything better to do than go through and organize your collection of Spam and Pork'n Beans, or actually sew and repair damaged, worn, or otherwise ruined clothing. Time may have eroded my grandparent's bodily functions, but to a large extent, it has not softened their memories of how hard life was during the World War II days. C'mon my mother's mother came from Japanese garrisoned Guandong province and Hong Kong. She raised rabbits for food cause she couldn't get a regular job. (of course she was 12 yrs old... but that's a mere technicality)

In any case, here we are in 2008, and they live in this day, as if they're supposed to have the strength, energy, and time of 1950. They live under a shadow of belief(delusion) that "they'll get to it," and that "it's not that bad."

So as i trudge through the Pashow Marshlands of junk mail and expired medications, i'm somewhat amused at the lengths and the depths of crap that can build up in a lifetime. Maybe if we hit hard times again in the future, we'll have to go back to that style of living. For now, it's probably better to travel light, to cherish your time, and knock out those things that have been holding you back from living life to your full potential. If not, as hard as it is to admit... there is a chance we may end up old, lonely, and in disorder in what should be the final bomb in the firecracker string of our lives. take care...

If I were Mr. Enix

Inevitably, while playing ffxi for two years now, there have been many occasions where i wish i had the power to change the game, make it more interesting, and cause absolute chaos among the "uppity" players who think the game couldn't exist without them. Here are a few "minor" ammendations (is that a word?) that i would make.

I. Chocobo license revocations
Remember all those times you agreed to take that wayward chocobo back to its home stable, then mercilessly released it into the savage wild? Don't know? The Vana'diel Chocobo Society knows. They've been on you since the day you reneg'd on your first deal. There's only so far you criminals can go, and one day, "BAM!" chocobo license revoked!!! Of course there's that long and irritating quest that takes 5 RL days to complete, taking you all over the world, w/out riding of course, just to get that license back! Now look upon the "return chocobo" quest w/fear and trembling!!!



II. Chocobo aggro
How nice, run all over Vana'diel at 3x run speed, and not a single drop of aggro to speak of as long as you are riding. Well, NO MORE! On secret staging grounds on two of Vana'diel's moons, horrible chocobo aggro'ing monsters have been developed. In that there's good news and bad news. Good news is, they don't like to eat people... Bad news is that if you're a Galka, you don't qualify as a "people."
C'mon! is this humane??!!










III. Critical fishing fails
Tired of RMT bot fishing? New fishing rules apply where with every cast there is a chance for massive critical fail...and not some wussy fail "your pole broke." I mean, think about it. Amateur tarutaru vs. Titanictus... who's gonna win? Fish pulls YOU in, you lost your catch, rod, lure, and gobbiebag... well at least you kept your level! ... nvm you lost that too...

IV. Light's Out Jeuno
Just to remind some n00b about doing that "lighting the torches" quest in lower jeuno, if someone doesn't do it by 2000... "POOF!" lights out... can't see yourself, the AH counter, your mog cave, nuttin! Hopefully you rented a chocobo and haven't sent your Hauby to a char named "Xdtasyfetsed."

V. God bless gobs
Time to get those s back for all those mpk's in the dunes, qufim, the jungles, and taking your month's long farming efforts to give back a measly 5 extra inventory slots (most likely taken up by beastman seals and giga's socks...
New battle system where you /random against the different gobs in Muckvix's shop... Win free RSE! Free the rarab! Bring back Fickie! and push that cooking gob into his poison pot stew! Splat!!!

Split in two

So I've finally done it. My 90 days of world transfer over, I ported my main character back to his home server. I know at one time or another (or many many times over) i'm going to kick myself for splitting my time between two servers. I really don't see any other way though. I mean, this game for me isn't about seeing how powerful i can become, or to say i finished every mission, but to spend time with people (albeit online) that i love and care about. I originally transferred to follow some friends, but to say a final 'goodbye' to my friends on the original server just wouldn't be me. I hate to leave relationships broken. Even in the jobs that i've worked at, i can say that i've fought with almost everyone at one time or another. Spend enough time with people, and fights happen. I am proud to say, however, that i've also made it up to everyone i've fought with. I'm just like that. I can't walk away, can't just say 'goodbye.'
How can you say to one group of people, "You're special to me, important, and valuable," and to another group, who was just as much a part of your life, "Beat it, I found something better." I tried to pick one or the other, and it just doesn't work for me. I value relationships and i value people. I think there's been too many broken and burned bridges in people's lives, and i surely don't want to be more cause for that. It's hard enough for people to put down their protective walls around their personal space and life. I know. I have a hard time myself. It's difficult when you've been let down, disappointed, and hurt your whole life. We all have.
I know it's just a game, but somehow, through it all, we all build a bridge of trust and friendship that comes from communicating and spending time together. (and in some cases, mortal enemies =/) It's crazy i know. Crazy, crazy, crazy. Somehow i'll find a balance in it... somewhere out there. lol