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  <title>Aesir's Bitching and Moaning Page</title>
  <subtitle>-Dangerous for people. Bots welcome.-</subtitle>
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  <updated>2005-03-16T07:53:28Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aesirx:1780</id>
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    <title>Escape from LiveJournal</title>
    <published>2005-03-16T07:53:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-16T07:53:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm now free for the clutches of LiveJournal. You can find my new Blogger blog at &lt;a href="http://aesirblog.blogspot.com"&gt;http://aesirblog.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aesirx:1409</id>
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    <title>Wating for my soul to awaken</title>
    <published>2005-03-10T08:33:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-10T08:33:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The gorgeous piano theme from Air</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If you have known me for awhile, you are probably aware of my distaste for winter (the season, duh :P). I hate being sick, I hate having to wear heavy clothes, I hate how bleak the sky looks during winter, and I hate how bland and utterly lifeless the world becomes. It is for these reasons that I always look forward to the warmer months of the year. This year, and the year before, I have proposed that I hibernate through the cold months, and just skip them altogether. I was just kidding of course, but this year, I almost wonder if perhaps my soul itself didn't hibernate. Even though I have memories of the last few months, I really have little emotional attachment to any of these events, and it almost seems as if I've been some sort of biological "autopilot". Now, the weather is changing, and it seems I should be growing happier about my situation, yet for some reason this isn't really the case. Thats not to say I don't feel emotional, however, just that its one incomprehensible ball of unsorted emotions. Perhaps my soul is begining to reawaken, and these odd emotions are just my soul trying regain control over myself. Or maybe watching Air is just doing really weird things to me, which quite frankly, makes a whole lot more sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only been blogging for about a week and a half (and I don't even kid myself into thinking people actually read this crap :P)but I'm actually kind of enjoying the whole process. Thats not to say I enjoy Livejournal, which I've decided is an awkward, unreliable site and system thats way more dificult to use than it has to be. I've started an account on blogger.com (currently &lt;a href="http://aesirblog.blogspot.com"&gt;http://aesirblog.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;, which could change, especially if I happen to regain access to my web host) and I anticipate I will start using it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After proofreading this post, I now realize that for an emotionless robot, I sure show a lot of human flaws. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, the weather forecast predicts a high of 78F on Saturday :D. Wake up call!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aesirx:1183</id>
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    <title>Mixed Emotions</title>
    <published>2005-03-08T07:39:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-08T07:39:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Random tinnitus buzzing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"There is a meaning for wings that cannot fly:&lt;br /&gt;They're a precious memory of when you once flew in the sky."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray for the perpetual wisdom of Air, and its amazing ability to convey emotion and knowledge, even through a cheesy fansub. Air 6 saw me almost cry, which would be the first time for me while watching an anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day of procrastinating and blowing off my stupid project. Looks like I'll be doing all of it tommorow night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kinda moody and easily brought to anger. One of my cats learned that the hard way after he made the poor choice of peeing in my room, and waking me from my nap at the same time. I'm really glad he can outrun me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aesirx:963</id>
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    <title>The Mind of a Procrastinator</title>
    <published>2005-03-07T03:56:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-07T03:57:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Frickin' A - Jessie's Girl</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am the ultimate procrastinator. If procrastination was a sport, I'd be an olympic gold medalist. I blow off everything. I'm currently blowing off a major research project thats due Wednesday. Thats two whole days, right? Yeah, and I'll have.... maybe an hour to work on it each night, right? I'm sure I could finish it that quickly...... OK, no chance in heck, but whatever. And what am I doing instead (other that adding to my LJ, duh)? Absolutely nothing. But nothing is anything than work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peacejam signup sheets due tomorrow...... (well, much earlier, but I like to push the boundaries). Oh boy, working to go talk to some guy that I honestly couldn't care less about. But hey, Friday night in Santa Fe, I can chill with the hippies (assuming my hotel windows are unlocked). Damn, that reminds me, I need to stop shaving for the Padre Island trip.... If I'm not bearded by then, entrance into Tequila Frog's and other related places isn't guaranteed.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aesirx:730</id>
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    <title>DDR -Final Stage-</title>
    <published>2005-03-06T04:57:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-06T04:57:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>DJ Sakin &amp; Friends - Protect Your Mind (Lange Remix)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Nearly 2 and a half years ago (actually, a little longer, but I don't start counting till later) I started playing a little video game called DDR. And I liked it. But in the last, say, 6 months or so, it really hasn't been fun at all, for whatever reason. So, due to several reason (me growing SICK of DDR Extreme, the collapse of the Stepmania community, DDR losing its invidualistic wow-thats-weird traits) I think I'm going to put myself into temporary retirement, meaning I literally ban myself from any kind of play that would have anything remotely to do with PA. Freestyling (my lame and fruity variety) is still kinda fun, so I guess thats exempt from the ban. I think I'll stay a part of Team Toasty, but more as an overseer wiseman sage sort of role. Tilt kinda sucks shlong now, so Friday nights really aren't much fun anymore (reminisces back to the "guys night out" days). Man, those kicked ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking with my barber today, we decided to try to actually do something with my hair. I honestly really don't much care about my hair, but I guess I figured it was time for a change. It looks pretty cool, I think, shouldn't take to long to do in the morning, and marks the return of crispy-hair Billy. To those who care, I am now 99.9% less pettable. Kind of unfortunate in a way, being pettable earned me pity points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is in the air, stupid people seem to think being a relationship is important, and the only thing I care about is looking forward to being able to go outside without a jacket anytime of the day, to not have to worry about catching colds, or to be able to look at the city in the morning, and actually see green, instead of that crappy grey that winter seems so attached to. The sky is already starting to look gorgeous (on some days), and is far more attractive looking than the ground. I have a crick in my neck.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the relationship thing, I've noted a lot of people giving a shit recently. I would explain my thoughts on this, but really, they are best expressed by Foamy ( &lt;a href="http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/114212"&gt;http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/114212&lt;/a&gt; ). IllWillPress really knows whats going on, even if his productions are attractive to Hottopics (read: poser hypocrits, people who should definitely be removed from the face of this earth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air (the anime) is very nice (GREAT animation, the skys look gorgeous) and GT4 is fun as hell. Whee.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aesirx:496</id>
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    <title>Damn you must be bored to be reading this</title>
    <published>2005-02-28T05:58:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-28T06:00:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>random Initial D tracks</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Foreword&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livejournals...... hmm... yeah..... uh.... As a warning, I'm not a particularly sociable person, and I happen to dislike the use of the internet as a purely social system, and to me, this whole Livejournal concept is, well, stupid. Livejournal has absolutely nothing to do with the three core internet values:&lt;br /&gt;1: Software and hardware tech development&lt;br /&gt;2: Illegal file trading&lt;br /&gt;3: Porn &lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the flood of "norms" (those with jobs, freinds, money, lives, etc.)coming online has seriously degraded these three fundamental values, and has even turned authorities against those who so strongly uphold these values. LJ is norm-freindly, I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But LJ gives me a nice place to bitch and moan, so I may as well use it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I finally got the oppurtunity to play (and took it) GT4 (for those of you who haven't properly evolved from neanderthals, thats Gran Turismo 4). Keeping in mind that this game is for the extremely outdated PS2 console (lick my backside fanboys) I knew it would be an excellent game, but probably lacking in the technical department. I was wrong. The game is absolutely gorgeous, and the sounds..... suck less than in GT3 (there's still some distortion, but its not the kind that makes me want to throw off my headphones in agony). The physics seem extremely realistic. Playing with the "new" GT force wheel (the one specifically for GT4 that was made about a year ago) really feels real, and while I suck ass (so bad I had to switch to AT) I had a blast. The menus suck, but whatever, thats not that big of a deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing made me think about how bad Sony screwed up the PS2. I would absolutely love to have seen GT4 run on a capable platform (it would seem seem to use 110% of the console's resources)and even then, you sometimes see graphical flubs in the game, and I'm sure the reason they had to axe the opponents "AI" system. Its a shame Polyphony had to waste so much resources on optimization, when if the darn console had just been made properly in the first place, Ployphony could have spent more time actually improving the game. I guess where I'm going with this is I really hope Sony doesn't drop the ball with the PS3. They've got such an incredible library that the Xbox couldn't even hope to touch, but bloody Sony just can't seem to desing a sufficiently powerful console for the life of them. The PS2 uses the fabled "Emotional Engine", a processor that was a lot hype, based on futuristic technologies, that fell right on its face. So what is Sony doing for the PS3? Using some tried and true technology for the PS3 that should undoubtedly be powerful enbough to power games for the next five years? No, they are going with another friggen "magic" chip, the "Cell" processor, which I'm sure you've already heard the hype surrounding it. Yeah, whatever, anyone who can discern corporate rabble from tech sheets knows that the whole thing is purely bull. So once again we'll be stuck with a console that has great games, and tons of amitious developers wanting to do more with them, but will be held back by technology thats easily available for developers developing for other consoles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a related (?) story, the ending to the first "batch" (1-26) of Initial D episodes absolutely 0wnz and is reccomended vieweing for all anime fans (so its old, big deal).</content>
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