I haven't really had much time to write in this thing since last weekend, but there is a very good excuse. Even better than "My dog ate my homework." I'm am the new owner of a 2003 model baby boy. His name is Patrick Everett Vance. He weighed 5lbs 12oz and was 20 1/4 inches long. Personally he's a little angel. I stayed up at the hospital until both him and yvonne came home, which should win some sort of award in itself. The little cot they brought me was engineered for maximum uncomfortability. Yvonne hasn't seen much of him since every opportunity I've been home he's been with me.
Someone should have published a handbook or something though. I was expecting the emotional from Yvonne afterwards, but no one prepared me for the emotional rollercoaster I've been on since Monday night. I look down at him while he's lying there and can't help but smile. It breaks my heart everytime he cries. I went through a good crying spell with him at the hospital. I'm sure there's no doubt in anyone's mind how much I love the little guy. I also see where the term "overprotective parent" comes from as well. I never want to see any harm or heartache come to him, and again it breaks my heart thinking about it, even though I know it's bound to happen sometime. I find myself wanting to get home just so I can see him. I also see where the term "Proud Daddy" comes from as well.
Which takes me to another topic, of which I'll be vague, but I'm sure the people who read this will know what, and/or whom, I mention when they read this. I don't see how anyone could leave their child, or claim that they don't love them. I don't care if it was conceived at a time when you weren't wanting/expecting/needing a child. My boss Stacy said it best I believe. He said "You don't plan for children. They happen and you just incorporate them into your life." Anyone who hates their child, or feels they don't love them, or just wants nothing to do with them, has no heart in their chest at all.
10.17.2003
10.12.2003
Another Sleepless Night. Another Boring Day
Well, as has become my trend over the last few weeks, my sleep has wittled down to nil. I was up until about 6am this morning chatting with friends and playing Gunbound. I've been a sucker for these online games lately, and for some reason this one has become all out addictive. It's uber cute but, if you liked the game Worms then you'll dig it. I was going through some old websites last night and I figured it was about time that I come up with another one. After the loss of the Hyperswitch server all of my pages have been in limbo. So, when that happens I'll put it up here for all you guys...all five of you.
On other breaking news, the Department of Highway Safety saw fit to send me a letter saying that my insurance company had reported me to them saying that I didn't have insurance. I have until the 22nd to bring them the insurance card from my insurance company...not just the agent, to them or i lose my license. Now I know everybody's saying "Bad Mike" but here's the way it actually happened. My policy was up with my current agent and since they'd hiked my premium up but at least ten dollars a month since I started the policy, I saw to it to find another insurance company. This was, um, Friday before last. I got a new policy and this week this letter arrives. Anyone who has car insurance knows that it takes somewhere around two weeks to a month to get the card from the company so I don't know quite how this is gonna work out. I'll figure it out I'm sure.
Well, I'm sure I'm about to pop back in to either Gunbound or Star Wars Galaxies so have a good day or something like that.
On other breaking news, the Department of Highway Safety saw fit to send me a letter saying that my insurance company had reported me to them saying that I didn't have insurance. I have until the 22nd to bring them the insurance card from my insurance company...not just the agent, to them or i lose my license. Now I know everybody's saying "Bad Mike" but here's the way it actually happened. My policy was up with my current agent and since they'd hiked my premium up but at least ten dollars a month since I started the policy, I saw to it to find another insurance company. This was, um, Friday before last. I got a new policy and this week this letter arrives. Anyone who has car insurance knows that it takes somewhere around two weeks to a month to get the card from the company so I don't know quite how this is gonna work out. I'll figure it out I'm sure.
Well, I'm sure I'm about to pop back in to either Gunbound or Star Wars Galaxies so have a good day or something like that.
10.11.2003
Weirdness..
I was thumbing through a few files i have backed up on cd from god knows how long ago, and I got a little melancholy. I dunno, but it's just kind of a longing for the way things used to be. Granted I haven't had an uber exciting life, but there's things i've been looking through that I realise that I miss a lot. We started talking about stuff in an online group I'm in, and the conversation swung towards the old Vampire: Redemption community, since a couple of the other members of the group were in teh clan I keep ranting and raving about through all of my psycho babblings on this thing. Some of the screenshots I've taken and some of the memories that were dredged up teh other night got me to thinking about everything else that I miss that's just gone by me. I live life pretty happy-go-lucky, and I guess this leaves me to take things for granted, that they're always gonna be there. And they're not, not like they used to be.
I think back on when I started this strange Internet trip that I've partaken in, of my own accord since probably around '96, though I'd been online over at chad's a while before that...closer to about 93 there. And I think back on when I was first learning HTML, and the excitement and awe I had over creating my own web page and sharing myself with the rest of the world. I put up the Poetry Corner, which to this point, has seen several incarnations. Then followed the Domain, which had all of my poetry on it, along with a few other things. The site was frankly ginormous. I think it weighed in at a grand total of about 84 separate pages on it. back in the infancy of my web designing, that was incredibly exciting. I could go on for hours about my web pages, frankly because there've been too many to count. But I think the first time I truly had FUN on the internet was when i started Vampire. This is probably why I keep ranting about it through all these months. It was the first time that I'd actually enjoyed my self, not only online, but in a game as well. I met some incredible people, formed some incredible bonds. Several, if not most, of these had deteriorated considerably in the meantime. And I think that's where the melancholy comes from. Much when I realised that the arcade was dead, I missed the experiences I had with those people, for good or bad. It seems like we get on now in a more-or-less friendly manner now, but not like it used to be.
So, I guess the moral of this story is to keep your friends and loved ones close, and your enemies closer, but keep all of them where you want them, because they can disappear just like that.
I think back on when I started this strange Internet trip that I've partaken in, of my own accord since probably around '96, though I'd been online over at chad's a while before that...closer to about 93 there. And I think back on when I was first learning HTML, and the excitement and awe I had over creating my own web page and sharing myself with the rest of the world. I put up the Poetry Corner, which to this point, has seen several incarnations. Then followed the Domain, which had all of my poetry on it, along with a few other things. The site was frankly ginormous. I think it weighed in at a grand total of about 84 separate pages on it. back in the infancy of my web designing, that was incredibly exciting. I could go on for hours about my web pages, frankly because there've been too many to count. But I think the first time I truly had FUN on the internet was when i started Vampire. This is probably why I keep ranting about it through all these months. It was the first time that I'd actually enjoyed my self, not only online, but in a game as well. I met some incredible people, formed some incredible bonds. Several, if not most, of these had deteriorated considerably in the meantime. And I think that's where the melancholy comes from. Much when I realised that the arcade was dead, I missed the experiences I had with those people, for good or bad. It seems like we get on now in a more-or-less friendly manner now, but not like it used to be.
So, I guess the moral of this story is to keep your friends and loved ones close, and your enemies closer, but keep all of them where you want them, because they can disappear just like that.
10.08.2003
A pretty damn good time.
Last night we all ended up going out to dinner. A damn good friend of mine (one of the few i have left) from high school came into town. We started out at dinner at Appleby's, but we migrated after that and stayed up well past my bedtime. We had, or at least I had, a blast. We talked about all sorts of stuff, and even though it had been almost seven years, it almost seemed like it was just the next day. I wish the Starbucks had been open because I was sooo in the mood for a four shot mocha. Anywho, Jackie leaves thursday night, or afternoon and i'm sure i'll run into her at least once before she goes.
Wow...
I've been playing Star Wars Galaxies now for a few days....NON STOP. I promised chad I'd check it out when I got my new computer built. And I made good on that promise last weekend, in spades. I have a budding Pistoleer that's almost ready to progress. I'm sure I'm gonan play with it a little bit more when I come home. I don'thave too many complaints about the game really. I just wish they'd make with the vehicles....oh yeah, AND THE FUCKING JEDI!!!! But my Marksman/Medic/Artisan is coming nicely. matter of fact I'm thinking of scratching the medic field and picking up scout so I can go the way of the Bounty Hunter. Woot.