| Troy Dean ( @ 2007-10-10 18:09:00 |
Dodge, duck, dip, dive and dodge!
Good lord. Is it possible? You'd almost think I was dead, the amount of new text you see spill into this little receptacle of online debris. To constitute a Livejournal, surely it logically follows then that I have to keep it fed and occasionally let it out to poop. Well, so much for the former. There's certainly enough poop floating around, though.
This is me, returning from the dead. It's been a very, very long time since I last updated, and a lot has changed. It would be difficult to think of anything in life as interesting, of course, as the hum-drum of each day is a little less wearying than the last. To try and fill it all in would be impossible, so I'm going to try to keep up with a post each day, letting you all know - those of you who still care enough or even vaguely recall who I am - what exactly is 'up' with my life. In short? Nothing much. I'll make a list, that ought to help.
Last time I updated this journal I was young, foolish and pretentious. I'm now slightly older, have more excuses for my foolishness and am at least wise enough to know that while I do know everything, nobody gives two shits and I should probably keep my mouth shut. The last year, in particular, has been an interesting time in which I thought to discover a little more about myself beyond 'guy that likes toys and guns.'
So, then. My update for today. What to tell you about? Nothing really very interesting happened, which is what makes this difficult to fill in. I half-painted one of the new metal Commissars from the Warhammer: 40,000 range, for those of you who wouldn't recognize the name instantly. Except, perhaps, as anything other than the enforcers of Russian discipline during days past... and yes, in the game, they do much the same thing. Run away from the enemy, indeed, sucker. Or should I say, 'sucka'? We're gearing up at work for the last few days before the release of Apocalypse, which is going to be an awesome day. Most importantly, we're going to be dressing up as idiots, which should make for an awesome and hilarious day. The awesome Mr Bryce Lee has agreed, perhaps foolishly, to be the prize artist for the winner of our costume competition. On top, there's going to be hazard tape everywhere, spot prizes, giveaways, and a limited edition figure from years back being given to one lucky customer that picks up their copy of Apocalypse on the day.
It's going to be quite exciting. Pictures will be forthcoming, I promise. I'm a Cadian Captain. :D
That's it for today, I think. I'll leave you all with that. Another post tomorrow, probably filled with more inane bullshit for your reading pleasure.
Good lord. Is it possible? You'd almost think I was dead, the amount of new text you see spill into this little receptacle of online debris. To constitute a Livejournal, surely it logically follows then that I have to keep it fed and occasionally let it out to poop. Well, so much for the former. There's certainly enough poop floating around, though.
This is me, returning from the dead. It's been a very, very long time since I last updated, and a lot has changed. It would be difficult to think of anything in life as interesting, of course, as the hum-drum of each day is a little less wearying than the last. To try and fill it all in would be impossible, so I'm going to try to keep up with a post each day, letting you all know - those of you who still care enough or even vaguely recall who I am - what exactly is 'up' with my life. In short? Nothing much. I'll make a list, that ought to help.
- Single. Again. Bothersome.
- Potentially not single again! Awesome.
- Still working at Games Workshop, and still very good at what I do. Cool.
- Still playing bass. Much better than I was, when last you may have been informed.
- Um... Mm, yeah, that would be about it.
Last time I updated this journal I was young, foolish and pretentious. I'm now slightly older, have more excuses for my foolishness and am at least wise enough to know that while I do know everything, nobody gives two shits and I should probably keep my mouth shut. The last year, in particular, has been an interesting time in which I thought to discover a little more about myself beyond 'guy that likes toys and guns.'
So, then. My update for today. What to tell you about? Nothing really very interesting happened, which is what makes this difficult to fill in. I half-painted one of the new metal Commissars from the Warhammer: 40,000 range, for those of you who wouldn't recognize the name instantly. Except, perhaps, as anything other than the enforcers of Russian discipline during days past... and yes, in the game, they do much the same thing. Run away from the enemy, indeed, sucker. Or should I say, 'sucka'? We're gearing up at work for the last few days before the release of Apocalypse, which is going to be an awesome day. Most importantly, we're going to be dressing up as idiots, which should make for an awesome and hilarious day. The awesome Mr Bryce Lee has agreed, perhaps foolishly, to be the prize artist for the winner of our costume competition. On top, there's going to be hazard tape everywhere, spot prizes, giveaways, and a limited edition figure from years back being given to one lucky customer that picks up their copy of Apocalypse on the day.
It's going to be quite exciting. Pictures will be forthcoming, I promise. I'm a Cadian Captain. :D
That's it for today, I think. I'll leave you all with that. Another post tomorrow, probably filled with more inane bullshit for your reading pleasure.