D’awww. RIGHT? Cute. Anyway back to leveling like a mutha*$*%#…
Sorry. Too cute. Must.Post.Immediately.
Written by Christie on June 27th, 2009Oh. GREAT.
Written by Christie on June 27th, 2009
So I think I found the reason why my system is overheating.
Wait…a….minute. WHATSON and HOMES need to stop napping on the job. It’s time to clean the inner workings of this rig for resale and I do not appreciate them napping on the job. Get your acts together kids.
This pretty much sums up my month (okay to be fair, year but more specifically this month)
Written by Christie on June 20th, 2009
But hey… I can’t be sick forever and honestly in another week and a half of feeling like this, I am going to have an entire account full of level 50 heroes and villains on City of Heroes/Villains. Seriously. Not even kidding. Part of me wishes I were…
The meds they have me on, one in particular knocked the beegeezus out of my immune system and left me with the flu on top of everything else. So once I kick this flu’s ass, maybe things will simmer down finally.
The lack of posts can only be blamed on video games. That’s it. I have no other excuse. The good news for that is I am starting up in school again in September, and I’ll have this site to keep me occupied in between classes and studying because there is absolutely no way I can juggle mmo’s with school.
In the meantime, I assure you I will spend tonight online kicking ass and taking names in the pvp tourney in City of Heroes.
Also a big happy birthday shout out to my bff, Laura! Much love to her on her big day! Xoxoxo
Mistakes I made yesterday
Written by Christie on May 28th, 2009Re-installing Age of Conan all over again and renewing the subscription. I should be shot for making such a decision again. I have no reason to play AoC right now. I should have learned my lesson the first time. Or the second time I got a character to 80. Or the third. But nope. Here I am about to well, do it all over again.
I blame the push back date for Champions online. WAY TO GO A-HOLES.
More to come on this. Or more bitching to come on this. Secondly, thank you very much Tony for the really really really sweet Birthday post. Thank you. 
Christie, what do you do with your spare time while sick?
Written by Christie on May 22nd, 2009Oh, I don’t know. Guild Wars, Left 4 Dead, Eternal Silence and Fallout 3 for the millionth time. Oh and then render videos of dancing in guild wars with my lowbies. My main does the river dance and it’s very frustrating to find music that makes her look less retarded. In fact it’s impossible and I have given up. Mesmers need a new routine. That’s probably what I do with my abundant spare time.
Yeah that sounds about right. I WANT MY LIFE BACK FOR CHRIST SAKES. But in the mean time, I suppose there are worse ways to spend one’s time. A crack house would be worse. Second to that would be working in a whore house. That would probably be worse.
And now you can enjoy or hate my very hastily done videos for guild wars:
Rob Zombie Styles:
Thriller Dance Styles:
My idea of what a zombie sounds like Like if that zombie came from an enchanted forest full of zombie elves:
And the one above of course is just Mr. Roboto himself.
Off to Washington, Virginia and then back home.
Written by Christie on April 22nd, 2009I just got to the airport and in shock at how easy I had it today. I don’t exactly have the best track record with airports. Especially when I have a blog going. A few years ago, I remember starting a fight by throwing skittles at a guy who wouldn’t get off his cell phone for over an hour. Security had to move me to another section, despite the people surrounding us, taking my side in the arguement. I think it was more or less for my safety than anything else. He was so angry. I am vowing not to start any skittles wars with anyone tonight. No matter how tempting.
Reason for the trip? Well, the hope is to get a few more tests done for my health and then a surgery that I wouldn’t be able to get here in Ontario. Mostly because it’s easier for them to just give me a pill in a poor attempt to shut me up. Which, yeah no that’s not going to work for me. Other than that, I am looking forward to visiting with Moe. Should be a nice visit provided I have any energy after lugging two huge suitcases a carry on and a purse that weighs about the same as my luggage.
I am not good at choosing only the necessary amount of items and clothes needed for such trips. I’m probably going to be there for 10 days and I have 16 dresses and you know jeans… And sweaters and another jacket….. Ok and shoes. Ok and gifts.
Meh whatever I am prepared. And if it was a vacation, I would not be headed to Virginia. Not that you’re bad company, Moe. But your dad taking my temperature and heart rate is not a beach, maragritas, shopping and relaxation. However I will try to make the best of it.
So far the airport trip is going smoothly, so yay high five!
Also I forgot to eat pre flight and those two beers are hitting me way too hard. Great. I’m going to be drunk at the Pearson airport. Classy, St. Martin. Classy.
Beautiful Canadian Spring Day, a goldfish and my feet.
Written by Christie on April 20th, 2009One of the worst symptoms I have with being sick, is never knowing what effing size my feet are going to be every day. So here I am in some cute shoes and then wind up being in great pain for the next 8 hours. My feet keep swelling depending on the day and it blows. In Ontario, we are given such a short period of time where we can really enjoy wearing cute summer heels and it’s not starting off too great for me. Please observe my mistake of taking public transit and walking in shoes that are for at least today entirely too small.
I have never in my life ever thought that it was such a long distance between subway entrance to subway exit until I was wearing shoes that no longer fit. It’s like walking on death row. Or so I would imagine. I may slightly be exaggerating.
Standing here. Just waiting, was painful. That face you see? Shock. My day was just starting. I would be dealing with this for the next 8 hours minimum.
Day turned into night…and at this point I have lost all feeling in my feet.
Then I met a bar fish named Rasputin the second. A.K.A. Raspoutine . At that point I realized that if I got to choose between swollen feet, cute shows and a day full of walking versus being in a fish bowl at a bar where drunk people may decide it’s a good idea to pour beer in my bowl– I would always choose the fish bowl and beer.
Eff these shoes. Seriously.
*Today (next day), same thing.*
No seriously, eff these ones too. I give up, SHOES. You win.
Join and Split Video Files But you know, legally.
Written by Christie on April 19th, 2009A friend of mine recently asked me if I knew how to join parts of a movie and well, I got a some advice on how to do this not too long ago and I would love to share with you guys this little trick. There are various illegal ways of going about this however, if I can find a free legitimate way to do it, I’ll do it. While I was at it, I figured I’d also learn how to split/cut parts of a movie, too. Here’s how to do it.
BASIC SETUP
1. Download the latest version of Avidemux.
2. Install and run it.
3. Go to File: Open, and select the video. It may ask you if you want to unpack the packed bitstream. If it asks you this, hit yes. It may also detect VBR audio and ask you to build a time map. Let it build the time map.
JOIN FILES
4. Go to File: Append and add the files to be joined. The order that you add them matters.
SPLIT FILES
5a. Using the slider at the bottom, select where you want the clip to start. Go to Edit : Set Marker A.
5b. Using the slider at the bottom again, select where you want the clip to end. Go to Edit: Set Marker B.
SAVE VIDEO
6. Go to File: Save then Save Video, and save the file (make sure you don’t accidentally overwrite one of the original files).
So thanks Fang for giving me that advice a while ago and hopefully you find it helpful too.
Battle I would like to see: Tommy Gavin versus Vic Mackey
Written by Christie on April 17th, 2009In a perfect televised universe, I would like to see the following showdown between two of television’s greatest ass kicking, law breaking, department rule hating SOB’s:
Tommy Gavin from Rescue Me versus Vic Mackey from The Shield.
In the left corner, coming in from The New York Fire Department we have Tommy Gavin.
Tommy is no saint. In fact, he’s got a serious beef with god and given his life in the past 4 seasons, perhaps rightfully so. He’s been haunted by his cousin along with various people he’s lost to fires and most from 9/11. Tommy has been known to have no filter and is usually the instigator of conflict unless it involves his family. Janet, his on and off again ex-wife is almost the main source for Tommy’s aggression, rage and depression. In the past 4 seasons, Tommy is constantly relapsing into alcoholism and tends to, only play by his own rules and no one Else’s at all times.
Advantages: Irish decent and considered to be the tough guy. Has been through some of the toughest physical tests a human could go through on a weekly basis and continues to strive forward. One of the continuing themes in Rescue Me, is that the FDNY guys (and especially Tommy) grew up with the ideals being God, country and family. Tommy’s on-the-job family takes precedence over his blood ties. He has never had a problem with physically threatening another man or woman if he feels he’s been wronged. I suppose, since it’s a battle discussion, I can put that down as an advantage. Also, Tommy has his cousin’s son to hack for him when he wants to terrorize his ex-wife’s new boyfriends and I guess that can be applied as a strategical advantage. His brother is a cop, and depending on what Season of Tommy is fighting, that would be an advantage to him avoiding trouble. People love Tommy. Even the ones he pisses off eventually forgive him and want to help the guy out and while he’s screwed up and taken part in having his son’s drive by murderer killed he is never seen as a bad man. Just one who acts on instinct.
Disadvantages: Almost always drunk despite his alcoholics anonymous meetings. Usually drinking on the job and has a long history of alcoholism in his family and as a result, get very little support on his problem. Combined with that and his experiences in 9/11, he has distanced himself from the ones who would protect him who aren’t part of his crew. Although I think his drunken antics will work in his favour in a fight.
Mmm and having gorgeous hair and a face that Vic would love to slam into pavement.
In the right corner, all the way from Los Angeles Police Department detective and the former leader of the Strike Team, Vic Mackey.
Mackey is a corrupt police officer for the LAPD. A short list of the many things he’s done wrong: he has on several accounts stole from drug dealers. On a daily basis beats up suspects and has actually committed murder, count it, three times. The first murder was a member of his own team who was secretly working to expose Vic and his corrupt yet effective in putting a stop to gang violence, Strike Team. Mackey sees his tactics as a means to an end and has no problem justifying his own personal crimes. The other two murders were both gangster kills and he had no moral conflict killing them as he believed it was for the good of Los Angeles.
Advantages: Vic Mackey’s morality is what makes him a strong “battle I would like to see” contestant. He’s a classic example of dualism. He considers himself the ultimate family man but he has committed adultery with various women all through the seasons. On the same note, he has also sworn to uphold the law and breaks it when he feels like it for personal and professional gain time and again. Like Tommy Gavin, he work in a chauvinistic boys club and his attitude is no different than those who he surrounds himself with. Mackey doesn’t consider his actions that of a vigilante but instead a hero.
Another advantage is that, Vic is well seasoned in planting cocaine on his suspects and wouldn’t hesitate to use that technique. His brutality is mostly only seen when it’s against those who harm innocent people which if given the proper outlet, could give him the advantage needed on Tommy Gavin. Plus, police HATE their local fire department, much like how all fire houses HATE the local police department. If Television has taught me nothing else, it’s taught me this.
Mackey doesn’t have visions of dead people and has no hair to pull when in a fight. That’s got to be an advantage. Oh and definitely more sober.
Disadvantages: Family man = leverage. He’s a pretty large guy, my guess is he’s not as fast and sneaky as Tommy Gavin. Vic Mackey has a lot of enemies both within the police department and in the community. Plenty of witnesses that could testify against Vic both for his murders and for his theft and drug related crimes.
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So who do you got? Will Vic Mackey get owned by a feisty Irish American FDNY hero or will Vic push his face to pavement without pause?
Whats happening? It’s so hot I don’t know what to do? What? where? how?
Written by Christie on April 16th, 2009Hey guys it’s me Shannon the gay boy who wished you into existence, I’m in the form of a shopping bag. I am sorry you have to look at pictures of my day of shopping and general boredom prior to my second nap! I’m a shopping bag! Okay Gooooooodbyeeee!
Yeah, no I seriously apologize for the lack of interesting posts today. I was shopping all afternoon and then I was hoping to meet up with Liana and Steve for some smoothies and I fell asleep hardcore. Again. Nothing too shocking here. I’m madame naps a lot. Not at all related to sir mix a lot. Although we should have tea sometime. Maybe share a crumpet.
Anyway, yeah these photos are me trying to pass the time in boring a%# Unionville. Well, other than photos of cats and dogs. It disturbs me sometimes how many photos I take of them on a daily basis. You should be thankful I don’t post them every time I snap a shot of them sleeping. Which by the way would be incredibly creepy if they were not pets. It would ALSO be really creepy if I were a merecat taking photos of pets but whatever that’s my own hangup with the Telus commercials (which are INSANELY TERRIFYING. Why do a bunch of mere cats want to touch us? I don’t get it). I’m lost…what was I talking about again? Oh yeah, I’m on my way downtown and perhaps I will be motivated to do a damn battle post before I crash for a third time today *HIGH FIVE*. I was going to do it earlier today but I am often distracted by shiny objects, and this time the shiny objects ranged from jeans to jewelry. Anyway, enough explanations, here’s my boring day, which really only gets spiced up when you see what What! Son! did. Tricky little devil.
Oh no you didn’t, What! Son! GET OUT OF THERE IMMEDIATELY. Ahh, the joys of being downtown and not needing a litter box anymore. Thank you my apartment and your lovely cat genie (cat toliet, self flushing and self cleaning, which eliminates me doing ANYTHING gross ever, regarding kitties. Win).
You’re not going to fit in that bag Holmes. It’s not even the size of your torso. And apparently Son is channeling Holmes this afternoon. What is with cats and lady’s purses?
And now I am going to probably watch Lost again because I feel like it’s incredibly necessary for Hurley to give me his Empire Strikes Back speech again. Also, since someone said that they wanted to see if I could beat my shirt this morning, I CAN and I can probably keep doing it for 3 months straight. Yes, I have THAT many tshirts.
Observe:
Take it or leave it!
I suppose I could do one less myspace-esque.
Here we go again.
Idiot. I look less emo now but nobody can see the point of the shirt. Way to go team.
I give up. You get the idea. ipod loving Captain Kirk. Hilaaaarrrrious.
