Feeling better now. Can't wait to be fully healthy again.

With most of the crap I was dealing with behind me now, all that's left is an impending hernia surgery, which will be quite fun. My, I'm cheerful, aren't I?

I was shopping on Amazon on Saturday, and after a purchase, Amazon felt it was appropriate to remind me of some stuff on my wish list. I went ahead and grabbed one, a game I already own the sequel to, and then amazon recommended "Record of Agarest War." my first reaction was something along the lines of "come on, amazon, you should know I hate Record of Lodoss War." Then I noticed that it clearly did not say Lodoss. Then, I looked at the cover of the game, and saw what looked like two girls in a bathtub. I said, "what the heck kind of war is that?" and immediately googled the game's name. I must say the trailer was hilarious. Deciding it was worth a look, I checked out the game to see what came with the preorder, and - it comes with one of those stupid japanese mousepads with the boobies-shaped wrist rests. I instinctively reached up to facepalm, and knocked my own hockey puck wrist rest onto the floor. "Dammit, I hate when that ..." I caught myself mid-sentence.

Well played, gentlemen. Well played.

Enterprise

My infection is gone, but I'm still feeling something from the medication. Perhaps it's just the withdrawal, but whatever it is, I'm miserable. What I wouldn't give for a star-trek-style medical miracle device.

I started watching Star Trek: Enterprise recently, and have seen most of season 1. Other than a few glaringly bad lines of dialogue I've found it acceptable. Perhaps I should go back and watch it one of these days when I'm not medicated.

Writing a blog is somewhat uplifting. Perhaps I should begin updating more than once a week.

So I have a deadly infection.

I'm infected with some sort of bacteria strain, close to my brain.  The nurse says it could be fatal.  I may have only minutes to live - and the fate of the world rests in my hands.  Or I could be exaggerating. Slightly. As much as this sucks, I find it isn't too bad. It could certainly be much worse.

The weather in Texas is never predictable, but lately it's been pretty crappy.  Probably just due to it being winter, but the rain and the snow (yes, it happened) really made going to work miserable.

I'm having trouble focusing on anything worthwhile, and thank God for caffiene or I'd be dead asleep. Perhaps tomorrow would be better for writing.

Star Trek Online is good.

So I tried out Star Trek Online when it was in beta, fully expecting it to be incomplete, unfaithful, and mediocre.  Five bucks is nothing, I thought, and when I first logged in and played around, it seemed to be exactly as i predicted.

I logged back in a day later, and started messing around with my inventory after i had looted a tribble.  I found two of them, and couldn't spot the romulan ale i had looted earlier... a little while later I check back to see there are now 5 tribbles! I quickly handed them out to my bridge crew, hoping to stem the tide of the epidemic, and beamed down to a planet to investigate some fishy seismic readings. I hear purring, and quickly spin around to see which officer is responsible, when they all hide behind me. Then I calmly turn the camera around slowly and wait, and catch her in the act!

My vulcan engineer is smiling and stroking the tribble, and I just lose it and laugh.

The game is filled with all sorts of Trek stuff, but the best by far are all the little things.  The Wolf 359 fleet graveyard, the Ferengi smugglers, the planets you land on that look like they're straight out of the original series' oil paintings...

Good is just the right word to describe it.