Lack of Posts

So sally and her boyfriend are over, and the bo gets the computer room, so that means i wont be on as much as i'd like.

But on that note, i forgot to mention

2 days ago, in english, 2 friends and i switched personalities, confusing our substitute. it was Tad, Ryan, and Myself, so Tad was Ryan, I was Tad, and Ryan was me. it was very confusing and it was essentially an excuse to make fun of each other (i learned alot -.-)

and that was hilarious. we did a slightly less funny version today, and we plan to do it every english class with a different combination.

But thats that. Bye for now.

Boredom

So, i'm here in my 3rd block class. the time is now 12:35. and i'm bored. i wanna play some games. But no ones on meebo while i'm at shool -.-

i need to find some good flash games that aren't blocked by the brooke point servers

Entry 12

Back down to 1 post a day. which is good. i was getting a bit excessive there.

School was fine. started off poorly, was mediocre the rest of the time. Band was better. Sutherland still complains about her budget.

After school i drove to the gym, it was closed, so i went to wawa and got gas and then went to Stafford music to buy reeds for my sister and i. then came home, now we have a Pre-Festival Concert, and Wind Ensemble hasn't had ANY rehearsals....*whistles* gunna be bad! and its gunna be long to. Bleh

War with totowa is on hold due to RL issues with Totowa, things were getting nasty so i got rid of all the nastyness and simplified things.

Annnnd thats all. I had cheesecake. T'was delicious.

Entry 11

Today started off poorly. and then remained mediocre. The rain sure didn't help. But i listened to good music on the way home. so it was all good. kind of. I was all sniffley today, that was annoying. bah. it wasn't a bad day. just wasn't a good day either. and i had a bad morning, so -.-

Alls well that ends well. the day is still young.

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Entry 10.2

Dangit! The gym is moving somewhere, cuz its in Aquia Towne Center, which is being renovated.

Entry 10.1

Tomorrow i get to start going to the gym!!! *w00t* annes going to start a running club, and ima go to the gym, and on my way back i'll pick her up. hurray!

and then when i come home, i'll undoubtedly shower and then do homework. it all fits! but how do i fit in my internet time? I guess i'll just have to cut back. or...make time.

Egad!

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Entry 10

My day in breif

Woke up
went to school
drove anne to the dentist
came home

i dont really feel like elaborating much, since writing twice would be a pain and this IS supposed to be RUSS-LITE, but i appear to be writing more crap in here than my Lime Juice. *shakes fist at tuberculosis*

But anyway, driving was fun, sutherland was a pain, german was alright, and....whatever.

War with totowa is going poorly. lots of atrition going on. and subterfugeing or w/e.

I'm done.

*phwoosh*

Entry 9

So, i had a post earlier today, but i lost it. so, i'll paraphrase

woke up, went to the range with my mom and dad, shot some targets, came home, put a funny bumpersticker on my car, went and picked up anne from church, came home, was on the computer, and i forget the rest of the day. lots of angst though. heres a picture of me with the bumper sticker!

Chess- A Short Story

Night fell on the town. The dual moons looked down on the countryside. As the Larger of the two moons set, the lights in the town slowly faded into the darkness. As the last of the townspeople were receding into sleep, the city erupted, and moments later the shockwave obliterated the town. “Fleet Command, this is Bombardment ship Rho-9, we have hit target with maximum yield. Proceeding to secondary target.”
“Rho-9 this is Fleet Command, Good job.”
The 1 Star Admiral commanded the huge Capital-Class Bombardment ship with flawless precision. He input the destination, and the ship began its journey to the location. He relaxed in his chair to watch the landscape go by, when his communicator buzzed. “All Bombardment ships, Cease fire! Enemy fleet inbound, redirect all fire at capital ships.” The ‘Urgent’ light flashed as the new coordinates were input into the computer. The Admiral watched with a strange sense of vertigo as the planet in front of him swung out of sight and the massive fleet came into view. The enemy ships were highlighted on the screen, and the admiral watched as several bombardment crafts locked on to various ships. The Admiral felt minimal acceleration when he punched the engines.The fleet had regrouped and was in attack position when the enemy fleet arrived. The Admiral grinned to himself. “Target locked?”
“Yes admiral!”
“Fire!”
The Rockets seemed to take forever to reach their target. At the moment of impact, the Ion Beam fired, blasting the weakened shields away. The ship tumbled towards the planet in a fiery mass. The other Bombardment craft fired at their respective targets. Several more crafts separated themselves from the fleet with critical hits and a few plunged towards their terrestrial demise. The firefight began.
The shield prevented most of the shots, but every now and then a shot would impact the hull and send echoes throughout the ship. The admiral hit ship after ship, and the fighters caught in the beam would burst like fireworks. The admiral began to have fun when his com buzzed again. “Cease fire! The Opposing admiral wants to surrender.” Cheers went up from the crew. A brief battle, but crippling for the opposition. The Opposing flagships faced each other, as the admiral presumed negotiations were underway. Then, all of a sudden, the enemy flagships engines flared to life, it seemed to erupt with fire. The Entire fleet lurched forward, as if their motions could stop the craft before it hit the flagship, but it collided in the largest explosion the Admiral had ever seen in his career. The fiery mass descended towards the planet until it impacted. The blast surely eliminated anything within many hundreds of kilometers. The admiral didn’t have time to think. He shouted into his com “Leave no survivors!” and the fleet fired everything they had at anything within reach.
A small battle group was dispatched to stop the retreat of the critically damaged ships, so that landing parties could capture the ships and the ships could be integrated into the fleet. The rest of the ships either exploded or fell to the planet below.
________________

After the battle, cleanup crews were clearing the wreckage from orbit, so that the invasion of Hrakkn could continue. The admiral proceeded to his secondary targets as the second in command 4 stars Admiral took charge and issued orders. The bombardment from that point on went smoothly. His Surveillance officers noted some troop movements on the ground and in the skies, but nothing that couldn’t be compensated for. The Admiral dispatched a minor bombardment on a troop column moving down a major highway.
“Admiral Cervidas, I would like to ask you a few questions concerning the mission.”
The Admiral felt the weight of age and the weariness of Post-Engagement Syndrome. “Look in your briefing,” The admiral’s eyes flickered towards the mans uniform. “Colonel.”
“I have sir, my questions are more technical.” This was the first time the Admiral noticed who the man actually was. Lieutenant Colonel Hadar Pontavus, leading one of the landing craft for the invasion. He’d asked many questions during the whole affair, and the Admiral suspected him of brown-nosing for a promotion.
“Well, what is it?”
“The landing will commence 14 hours after we eliminate all threats to the fleet, correct?”
“That is correct, AND in your briefing.”
“Yes, well, what will the nature of our landing be?”
“What do you mean? That wasn’t in your briefing?” he took the folder Pontavus was holding and flipped through it. “Damn those staffers. It will be by a standard landing craft, not by drop pods as originally planned. In fact, you should probably be going to the Flight Deck soon. How are your troops, by the way?”
“Pumped, sir.” He grinned. “You wouldn’t happen to have any environmental specifications of the Beachhead, would you?”
“Not off the top of my head. If you go ask one of my surveillance officers over there, they’ll be able to let you know.”
“Thank you, sir.” Pontavus saluted, then left.
The Admiral returned his attention to the display. Scenic! The star illuminated the fleet and Hrakkn with a purplish color, and the long shadows on the magnified screen painted a picture of victory for him.
His thoughts were interrupted by a small red flashing light and an alarm in his com unit- “Unidentified Craft locked on.” Surveillance had an immediate display- a missile had been fired. “Take care of it!” the admiral said. The laser defense system destroyed the missile before it had gone too far, and a small bombardment destroyed the base where the missile was launched. His nerves were slightly on edge. These people weren’t going out without some kind of fight.
An alarm sounded, and the Admiral clenched his fists. “Landing Party Alpha through Echo, report to Flight Deck 0046A, Foxtrot through Juliet…”
As the Marines received their commands; the admiral stared at the map. It was about to begin. He was going to make sure his crew made it back intact, and he was going to watch everything.
“Surveillance, get me Waypoint 00R9 on the main screen.” The beachhead appeared on the screen. “Is this feed live?” “Yes sir!”
“Show me the defenses.” After a brief hesitation, points appeared on the screen. He touched them, and read their information. “Military Presence?”
“Minimal. The planets defenses are spread pretty thin, they don’t know what to expect. They have slightly higher concentrations under our ships.”
“What about their air force?”
“They are on alert.”
“Take out what you can. I’ll suggest this to the other crews.”
“Fleet this is Bombardment ship Rho-9, try taking out their airbases to give our landing parties a bit of an easier go of it.”
“This is Rho-4, Roger that Rho-9; beginning attack.”
“Ditto, this is Rho-12”The various ships called in their attacks.The Admiral wondered why the ships don’t just eliminate the ground forces from space. Apparently there was a conference many hundreds of years ago, making it unethical. Too many civilian casualties. Oh well. His com buzzed with idle traffic. He drifted lazily off to sleep.

The ship stopped rattling. He looked through his display, and saw a huge craft, facing theirs. “Ceasefire!” he yelled into this com. “Hrakkn Flagship, are you prepared to negotiate?” no response. “Hrakkn flagship, are you prepared to negotiate? Do you copy?” no response. He saw the engines flare to life, and the ship rushed towards the screen. The feed went dead when the craft shook dramatically. Then he was engulfed in flames. He was ejected from the craft, and as he flew out of the fiery command center, he held his breath, watching his comrades falling. This was the end. As he slowly faded out of consciousness, The admiral woke up.

He was sweating. The scenic beachhead and been turned into a battlefield. He turned to his Surveillance team. “How long was I asleep?”
“I don’t know, sir. An hour maybe?”
“how’s the battle going?”
“We’re winning” The admiral smiled. Good to hear.
____________________________
The party was long, and annoying. The Admiral had to leave. He went to the observation deck to look at the newly conquered Hrakkn. The smallest moon, Daenyr was full and close to the horizon. He took his drink and swirled it around, but couldn’t bring himself to drink. He had a piercing headache that commanded his thoughts. His unsettling dream, the annoying Lieutenant colonel that didn’t come back, the loss of the flagship. It all bothered him. Something was about to change. And he had to give a speech praising his men? He laughed. Ridiculous. Its not over. Its not over, he told himself. He made up his mind to posthumously promote Pontavus. He wasn’t sure why. He was told he was an amazing combat soldier. He heard footsteps behind him.
“Escaping the party, Admiral?”
“Yes...”
“Me too.” The guest extended a hand. “Captain Andrei Petrokov, a pleasure.”
“Likewise.” said the admiral.
“The Fleet has conquered yet another planet. And Admiral Cervidas has again fired the first shots. How does that make you feel?”
“Its just a job, Captain. One day, you will reach that point. I don’t care about doing things first, or doing it fast. All I care about is that it gets done, and with minimal casualties.”
“But this isn’t just a job, Admiral. You had to have considered at one point that you are on the living edge of the Empire. You fire the shots that change the maps.”
“That had occurred to me, but look out there. The planet is the same. The moons, just the same. The flag that flies over it is all that has changed. The people now get to read something different in the news. Trust me, the planet is far from taken. It takes months to settle down. I doubt they will be instantly pacified by a new force that swept aside their defenses. These people are desperate.”
The captain considered this carefully. “Desperate?”
“Yes, desperate. Tell me Captain, are you familiar with the game of chess?”
“I am, yes.”
“When the game is nearing the end, in my experience at least, the defeated faction realizes that the end is near, and they strike out with such vicious desperation that it can take many turns before the King is finally captured. Often times it can change the tide of the war. Valuable pieces are sacrificed in the name of a dwindling cause.” The captain looked thoughtful. The Admiral turned to him, glass in hand. “They sacrificed their flagship. They knew when they sent their fleet the game was up. They just went out in a blaze of glory. The men on that ship will go down in history; the men on ours will be forgotten. Yes captain, they know the end is near. What more will be sacrificed? Will it result in a stalemate? Frankly captain, I’m afraid for the Empire.”
The captain looked shaken. “Admiral…could you possibly be wrong? I mean…war is war, nothing is certain.”
“Some things are more certain than we would all like to think.” The admiral set his glass on a counter, and walked out of the observation deck. As he walked into his chambers, he felt the blasts rock the ship. He grinned as he was engulfed in flames.



Sorry if the spacing and things seem a bit weird, it didn't keep everything when i copied it over. lemme know what you thought!

Entry 8

The Invisible man is such a stupid book.

Why didn't i finish 1984? I loved it, and i didn't get to finish it, and now we're reading a stupid book and i'm more inclined to finish it. I need good grades, so i need to read, but i needed them earlier when i read 1984. Grah. oh well.

Anyway, the book is stupid.

Right about now, im taking a break. I just read 30 pages of Invisible man, finished outlining answers for "Letter from a birmingham Jail", and wrote my thesis sentence for history. I also thought of a really cool Story idea. Sci-fi, of course. I'll elaborate below:

Not sure what to call it yet, but its after my story with the Electron Plague, centered around the Kherdiin Federation. Probably can go after some of my other stories too. Anyway, the Kherdiin Federation expands, and they find this system that has not been colonized. so they send a recon crew to investigate, see if its possible, and they realize that its already inhabited. Aliens from another galaxy came into the galaxy and colonized it. they have superior technology, but not without its problems.

See, the Aliens strike at Kherdiin, since its the closest thing to them, and eventually make their way to the capital, where a large fleet is massed in response to the threat. Heavy losses on both sides, because the aliens have shields to deflect lasers, but not projectile weapons. and the Kherdiin have armor to deflect projectile weapons, but not lasers. So both sides take heavy losses, and eventually both sides change their technologies to deflect projectiles AND lasers, and the story i forsee will end at the human attack against the alian homeworld, or...adoptive homeworld. Capital.

Anyway, i think that would be an interesting book. i started drawing concepts for it. Should be fun. :D i think i'll post some of my stories on here, eventually.

Entry 7

So, snow day today. Not too shabby. I did absolutely nothing. In fact, i probably did NEGATIVE work. But video games are fun. So is nationstates. and cleaning. Ok, nevermind. i did stuff. just no school work. I will later.

Bah. Today was pretty lame, despite its awesomeness.

The End.

Swell!

SNOW DAY!

AZW3(Nationstates)

So, i'm up late, i mays well provide the world with an abridged history of the Third Andro-Zaran War.

It was fairly quick, but heres how it went down:

Erid'Lor, my arch nemesis from AZW1, had a civil war which resulted in a genocidal maniac coming to power. Coincidence that she was a woman? I think not :P (Just kidding! hence the ":P") Anyway, she was all "ima conquer you sucka" and i'm all like "Oh noes, my continent!" and he's all like "Shut yo face" and i'm all like "ima busta cap!" That is to say, He started conquering the nations around him, and i figured it was my duty to defend Andresia from the zaran threat, seeing as i'm the closest one TO him. So i send the full force of my miltiary on him, and my buddy Verenberg does the same, and several other factions give me troops: among them Brachion, Ialocin, and the Tellarian Empire (my vassal state, at the time). I use the troops, blitzkreig their ass, then pull out for reasons i can't entirely recall. I think it had something to do with the Helghan Empire putting some stick about. anyway, it resulted in Verenberg occupying the Erid'Lorian oil fields, and Erid'Lor getting obliterated.

Erid'Lor decided to start over, so that he could have a fresh start and not screw up. but he's at it again, pledging to bring Genocide and conflict with him to Novreal. XD what a loser-face! he's gunna get his butt kicked. *sigh* what a beautiful thing, idiocy is. The guys a 12 year old kid from like...california or singapore or something. i'm not sure. but he's a loser. and a really lousy RPer but he's been there longer than me so i can't tell him to go away.

but thats that.

Entry 6

Boy do i hate Ms. Sutherland.

Heres why-

She went over budget, and now complains about not having the money to do things
She doesn't teach us. She expects us to do it by ourselves, since we are wind Ensemble. But telling us why we do things wrong isn't enough, ms. S. Try helping every now and then.
She Does not plan ahead. She only allocated time for like 4 rehearsals, and the last 2 have been cancelled, and as i predicted, she's panicking. It was hilarious! she was very mean to certain students though, this guy Kerven Benoit who plays the french horn pretty poorly, she let him INTO wind ensemble KNOWING that he sucked, and then singled him out for being bad and blamed him. THATS being B****y, in my opinion. *fumes*

Anyway, lets see, English was fun, GERMAN! ah, german, that was the most fun i've had in that class in a long time.

We were learning words for clothes, and doing some Model show. it was horrible, but hilarious. I made fun of this guy for being communist (even though he isn't. i dunno why he gets so uppity about it) and everyone walked down the middle of the class with smooth music playing and the lights turned off and the projector playing funny colors and stuff. this guy named Marcus hid shorts in his pants, and pulled them out in a comical fashion, much to the amusement of everyone in the class.

Math analysis was painful. we have a test coming up, i need to study for that.

Nationstates news: I consulted my military saavy dad, who said of the strategies i proposed, Operation Maelstrom would be the best. I told my allies, and they are on board. Its goign to be a 1-2 punch kind of thing, Im going to take that territory while my buddy Verenberg (currently in charge of Magilan) does a beeline for the capital.

Not much else to report.

Boy do i hate ms. sutherland

boy do i want snow tomorrow.

Entry 5

Another day....

Lets see whats in store:

Morning
Math
German
Lunch
English
Band.

*shudders*

band

Sutherlands gunna be pissed that the WE rehearsal was cancelled. but sucks to be her for not allowing a contingency plan. *shakes fist*

As for everything else, i'm anticipating a smooth day. bus ride home should be fun. hopefully whats-iz-face isn't on.

Bah, i can drive this, but noooo. too icy. -.-

Thus, the earth is saved.

Tactics

So in my pending war against South Totowa, i'm not sure what to do. I was thinking i could do one of 2 things: Not attack, or Attack. Duh.

But theres no way i can get my navy all the way to the oil fields without getting into a scuffle. I'll post some strategy maps.

This is the map for Operation Maelstrom. The Red numbers are my Naval Battlegroups, the white lines are my infantry, and the Blue lines are my transport aircraft. The strategy is to move Battlegroup 1 into position in the Sovren gulf, off the coast of Neu Wien, have an amphibious landing there and march them into Totowa. Battlegroup 5 will serve as reinforcement if needed, and landing area for any and all aircraft that need it. Battlegroup 4 will protect the southern flank, navally speaking. Battlegroup 3 will protect the bay area, while 2 bombards the city known as Kama.

With that naval set up, i'll airlift my troops into the mountains, and set up artillery positions to bombard various cities. After sufficient bombardment, i'll march my troops in to occupy them. Probably primarily Shinsi and Wutai. Shushu and Ataro will be taken by Infantry originating from Battlegroups 3 and 1, respectively. From that point i will hold that territory, and Be a thorn in the side of the Totowans. By taking that territory, i would need good relations with Magilan and Galidra to prevent them from making troop movements, and i would need good naval support, because their navy just might be better than mine. I really dont know. This will take them by suprise, seeing as their forces are concentrated on conquering territory#16 and the accompanying Oil.

Next is Operation Hail Mary


Hail Mary is essentially the same general tactic as Maelstrom, which is to take the one territory and hold it. The tactic is different though- by creating a blockade to the south, and preventing any major naval conflicts (i assume there is no naval presence in the area, but i can take care of it before creating the blockade). I'll use the Andro-Zaran railway to get the bulk of my troops in the vicinity quickly, while using naval landings to take Kama, Ataro, and Shushu quickly. I will then use my major force to take the remaining Wutai and Shinshi, and then readjust my troops so that the bulk is on the borders.

The Final strategy i will bore you with is Operation Lincoln


Operation Lincoln is aimed at dividing South Totowa in half, separating them completly. The hope is that once i get my navy in position, i'll be able to do a naval landing and an Airlift. I hope to take The coastal cities of Sengoku, Tetsuyo, Koku, and Shushu fairly quickly. Naval Battlegroup 3 will land troops on the coast between Tetsuyo and Koku, and they will move north and take Akira. This will divide Totowa, and force them to Concentrate their forces on one of the two fronts, because they can't attack on both fronts infinitely. and by having the superior defensible positions, we can last much longer than they can. If things go bad, my troops can retreat to the territory i occupy in all the other strategies, and defend from there if necessary.

Thats all for now. if you have an opinion, let me know, please. i'm still trying to figure out if i should go to war at all.

*gasp*

ITS SNOWING!!!!!

Entry 4

Today was satisfactory. and its not over yet, i may have to add another entry later.

Uneventful, lame, boring, and interesting. Thats all. Lunch is my favorite.

but nothing of note actually happened.

*shrugs*

Maybe i'll write about AZW3 when i get back from the band thing tonight. 6-8pm! w00t.

I should really take some time to write better stuff. SORRY!

AZW2(Nationstates)

So, i'm really bored, and the Second Andro-Zaran war is pretty interesting.

It started with the introduction of the phony religion "Hadarism" to the game. It was lead by the Novid (Pope) who happened to be an extremist. Which was interesting. So Theyst was the first Hadarite Nation in the eyes of the Novid, and second was The Tellarian Empire. Coincidentally, Erid'Lor was having a(nother) civil war, this one involved a communist rebellion. Anyway, everyone jumped on the chance to kick Erid'Lor while he was down, so OTE (The guy in charge of Tellarian empire) went on a Crusade in the name of Hadar (God). The Tellarian Empires leader, Kaiser Peter Callert I, became mad with power, and declared himself a Reincarnation of Hadar, if not Hadar himself. That was blasphemy, the Novid excommunicated him, Theyst fell into civil war, the Emperor Viktor Andreanov, his vice president Wade Kasen, and the Extremist Novid were all assassinated, Theyst went under Martial Law, and Theyst, Erid'Lor, and Ialocin all formed forces to assault the Tellarian homeland. Eventually, one Magilan decided that enough was enough, and told everyone to retreat or be forced to retreat so Magilani forces could take care of things.

Tellaria has never been the same since.

They became a protectorate almost immediately after the war ended (OTE had RL issues and left me in control) and only recently they were absorbed into the Theyst Republic.

Notes on the aftermath: Ialocin was bankrupt due to the vast expenditures that went into their army, Theysts Elections were won by the Sneed Faction candidate Sheldon Sneed and his vice president Weldon Weed (recreations of 2 people my dad knew when he was a kid and in the Ham Radio Club. Weed wasn't really his last name though, and Sheldon Sneed died this summer.)

So Theyst returned to the republic, and prospered Ever since, despite the AZW4.

Funny...

Just thought this was worth laughing at

AZW1(Nationstates)

For lack of anything better to write about, i'll write a breif history of the First Andro-Zaran War.

It essentially resulted in the royal pwnage of the Theyst Republic, and ended up with Theyst turning into an Empire.

So it started out with the T3 Defense Initiative, formed by my former ally Totowa, my recent aquisition The Tellarian Empire, and myself. (Totowa, Tellaria, Theyst- T3). We had a number of Secret Conferences which my arch-nemesis, Erid'Lor, was disobeying the rules and looking at them and acting on our secret conversations. That disgruntled us, so Totowa and I readied for war. It was really unlucky on my part- Totowa started some things, and i followed through, made battle maps and whatnot, and began the invasion of Erid'Lor. Totowa decided to leave at that point, so i bore the brunt of the war all by my lonesome. After some horrible god-moding on everyones part, the result was this:

Erid'Lorian Capital: destroyed completly by erid'lorian airforces
Theyst Army: Heavy Casualties
Theyst Capital: Heavy damage, many if not all political leaders dead
Theyst city of Atlas: Occupied by Verenberg troops (then allies of Erid'Lor)
Wulfenstein troops: Occupied Theyst Capital
Erid'Lorian Troops: Heavy casualties

Essentially Theyst is occupied by two foreign forces, except for one tiny part where Refugee City was made, it became known as the Free Empire of Theyst, lead by one Viktor Andreanov. As for Erid'Lor, they were left in a state of Chaos that he didn't know how to recover from, so it lasted pretty much until a couple weeks ago when he moved his country to start over. To give you a sample of the time frame, the occupation which lasted for WEEKS ended on December 7th

So the occupation lasted a really long time- Verenberg limited my troop numbers and demanded comission on all trade. which sucked. but i had a lousy military by comparison, so i had to take it.

Eventually, i got rid of the comission and everything, and that almost led to the Second Andro-Zaran war, but thats not how it REALLY happened. I'll post various histories in my spare time in the future. But thats that for the First Andro-Zaran war.

Entry 3

So, today wasn't too bad. Everything went smoothly, and there was an FBLA meeting with icecream cake at the end. swell!

Haven't checked NS any time soon, so not much news there. until later, that is.

Umm....drivings going well, getting my grades back up. The outlook is, if only breifly, quite nice. like this weather. i listened to my YES CD very loudly on the way home, and that was quite enjoyable.

Yeah, so thats it.

Entry 2

Holy smokes! Everything was translating into Hindi! Sorry 'bout that Ganesh, but this blog aint for you.

Moving on. Mays well give a brief synopsis of what Nationstates is, how i'm associated with it, and then i'll continue.

NATIONSTATES: Online nation simulator, gives you text based issues that change how your nation is described. Most of the action is on Forums, which is awesome, because i happen to be the Prime Minister of one region known as "Caprecia". Though, since my grades have currently slumped (remember Enron?) my activity on it has been less than i want it to be. though i've been getting on alot lately.

ANYWAY, my buddy South Totowa, on Zara: he's gone all "Ima conquer you, sucka" and i'm all like "oh noes, my oil!" and he's all like "shut yo face" and i'm all "ima bust a cap!". That is to say, he's conquering everything he can, and no ones stopping him because he's not conquering any PEOPLE. but he took my oil, which is off the coast of #16 on that map, if you looked at it. So i said i'd send my navy to secure it, but theres no flippin way! And by the way, i'm THEYST, on the left side of that map. Heck, i'll just post it here.

There we go. Thats Totowa, somewhere around the South Eastern part of the map, and theres Theyst on the West side of the map. i need to update that, because i recently absorbed the Tellarian Empire. I'm a huge box shaped republic. like america, only somewhere else.

Anyway, thats some conflict. i've been thinking about bluffing, and making him nervous, but i dont think i'm going to. its just oil. i have enough.

So thats that for the Nationstates Scene.

My family and i just played Settlers of Catan. i won. PWNED! it was fun.

Thats all. this will proably be the longest post i ever make.

Entry 1

Step one- change font.

Step 2: Choose language. I'm thinking using a cheap russian translator might be fun. but it probably wont show up. So no.

Step 3: get content.

Ok, slightly more difficult. The concept was to make a lighter version of my LJ. i dont think i'll be able to keep this up to begin with, but its worth a try. So...what do i put in here? News from NS? that would require daily updates. But so would posting lighter versions of my day, which i usually describe as Lame, annoying, uneventful, cool, or fun. Not too shabby.

The only things i really go in depth with aren't thinks that you, the untrained observer, would be interested in. So i guess i'll just improvise. *shrugs*. not like i have time for these things anyway. Its all your fault, tuberculosis. All your fault.

That concludes this initial entry, which too shall be classified as "LAME". lemme jazz that up a bit.

LAME

That works for now