1 hour to setup a decent IRC invite script. Should be easy to figure out since I found my old IRC scripts. The content to presell might be another thing but should be manageable as well.
I’ve been nagging myself for about 2days now to make the most of my bandwith and electricity to get this done. I just need to clear this out of my head.
Another Roble ship collision. The last time it happened I was on it, this time around dhanize is on it. What gives!
I should learn CSS and get myself a decent customized theme! Hmm, I wonder how long it will take me…I love P2 because of the ease of posting, but the fonts and style are bland dry. Hybrid on the other hand is beautiful and packs royalty, but lacks what P2 offers.
I’ll give it a go this weekend and I hope I don’t break things too much.
Goodtimes Past: “saging” memories of the team from our teambuilding @ boljoon. How it goes is that we start every sentence we say with “saging”. Why such a stupid game? Because it’s fun! Try it.
My blog Tagline has a new theme for this post and it’s about living. Perfecting the lost art of Living. How’s that for a comeback post. *grin*
I missed a couple of breaking news the past few weeks, not being able to share my point on them. Typhoon Ondoy wrecked my dear Philippines a few weeks back. Makes me feel really bad about it and the point some other people say, saying they deserved it. Arrogance must not be tolerated. Watch out for the same near you.
So again, I’ve preoccupied myself with work and Evony. The latter tending to be a big disappointment as of late. Now I’m considering dropping it because of issues and the fact the it makes me unproductive at my spare time. I’ve had fun, reached the top, know the works at this point and the disappointments it has. Today, I went back to my roots, mudding. I got a bit worried when I even forgot my password since it has been almost a year since I last logged in. I even lost my Gail? dagger. What is an assassin without a dagger! Now I’m stuck at glancing over at other mudders and whistling to appreciate them. Samsera seems the the same. The gypsies, stray alley cats as the rest. It feels different that I can’t even walk over them without getting awfully big bleeding wounds.
I may mud again. Maybe, we’ll see. I’ll let you guys (as if someone else is reading this) know how it goes. 
Oh, just to catch up. Yes living is the theme. Because i’m back with renewed interest. Again we’ll see. Maybe some random posts but definitely something else. Wait,
Clouds begin to blanket the sky.
Your stomach grumbles loudly.
You are parched.
That’s my cue. It might rain.
Graeinler, Grandfather of Assassins
sneak
/exit
