Gone

I r unavaliable. Ps. If I hear Your Love is My Drug one more time something bad is going to happen to the one who turns it on.

Feeling

stressed.

Slayer

Lately I've been doing a little bit slayer and by "lately" I mean the past few days. For some reason I really feel like making an RSMV, just haven't found the right song... I've got dagganoths for slayer which are frankly a bore. My current combat gear really sucks. I guess I better do some farming and make some money. Now the tricky part is how to make money without grinding. A challenge indeed. I finished doing some alchemy earlier. By the way, did you guys hear Timothy Gold is back to Runescape. Tiz was right when he said whoever says they quit RS will go back to RS. So, Tiz's solution is to say he'll "retire". One funny thing that I noticed is sometimes I get the most fun out of the most boring things. Like having fun mining, I am fully aware it is boring yet I love it. Weird, anyways, bye for now!

The Essence of Fun

According to Wikipedia, Fun is the expenditure of time in a manner designed for therapeutic refreshment of one's body or mind. In short, fun is supposed to be relaxing and refreshing. Everyone has their own idea of fun. Something maybe fun for one person, but maybe grueling, tiresome work for another. Fun for me maybe making RSMVs while fun for you maybe writing essays the size a book.

Runescape is fun, right? Wrong... well at least for some people. I'm sure we've all heard of the term "Grinding". If you haven't, grinding is a word used to describe doing a certain task over and over again to gain something in game, usually experience. The problem is most people don't even enjoy grinding. In this way Runescape is becoming work. Actually if you are forcing yourself to grind, you are actually paying $5.00+ to work. Last time I checked Runescape was a game and I suppose you are supposed to enjoy games. Games are supposed to be fun, but, isn't that what they were made for in the first place?

I ain't criticizing anyone but, if you grind and you hate it, you shouldn't do it.

Cake Recipe

Ingredients
• 2 1/3 cups all-purpose flour
• 1 tablespoon baking powder
• 3/4 teaspoon salt
• 1 1/2 cups white sugar
• 1/2 cup shortening
• 2 eggs
• 1 cup milk
• 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
Directions
1. For a Yellow Cake: Sift together flour, baking powder, salt, and sugar. Cut in shortening until fine crumbs are formed. Add eggs, milk, and vanilla. Beat at low speed for 1 minute, then high for 2 minutes, scraping the bowl frequently.
2. Pour batter into greased and floured 9x13 inch pan. Bake in preheated 350 degree F oven (175 degrees C) for 25 to 30 minutes.
3. Variation for a White Cake: Prepare as for the basic cake except use 3 egg whites for the 2 whole eggs. Whites may be beaten separately and added for a lighter cake.
4. Variation for a Chocolate Cake: Add 1/4 cup cocoa powder to the basic cake mix prior to adding the milk.
5. Variation for a Spice Cake: Add 1 teaspoon cinnamon, 1/4 teaspoon ground cloves, and 1/4 teaspoon ground allspice to the basic cake mix.
6. Variation for a Pineapple Upside Down Cake: Melt 1/2 cup butter in the bottom of a 9x13 pan. Add 2/3 cup brown sugar, stirring into the butter. Arrange pineapple slices in the pan. Top with the basic (yellow cake) mix recipe. Bake 30 to 35 minutes, cool 5 minutes, and invert to serve.

The Blanket

In a time not too far ago, there was a girl named Jaxana. Jaxana was like most small girls except for one thing, Jaxana could not go anywhere without her blanket. One day, her father, Vaskor got fed up and tried to take her blanket away from her but, when he did, Jaxana cried and her father eventually gave in. A few days later, Jaxana forgot her blanket at home. She wailed at her daycare and the daycare people had to call Vaskor in the middle of a very important meeting to bring Jaxana her blanket. Vaskor was furious when he arrived at the daycare with Jaxana’s blanket. Out of his anger Vaskor threw her blanket in the sewer while the city workers were maintaining it. The blanket ran with the water out of sight. Jaxana was in a mixed state of deep melancholy and fury. Jaxana refused to talk to her father for days. Finally, Vaskor decided to retrieve the blanket. Sneaking out of his home in the middle of the night, Vaskor headed to the sewers. Lucky for Vaskor, the city workers forgot to close the manhole. Vaskor carefully climbed down the manhole and began his search for the blanket. He walked through the muddy floors of the sewer until he reached a steep fall that would bring sure death if one would fall its length. Vaskor hesitated for a moment but then remembered his daughter. Vaskor saw a rope tied to a tree, maybe from another man who didn’t make it. It didn’t matter why; all Vaskor knew was that he had to find the blanket that was so dear to his daughter. Then he saw it, the blanket was dangling half way the fall. Vaskor only had one chance. If he messed up he would be dead. He put the rope around his waist and leaped for the blanket. Vaskor got lucky and got the blanket in his first leap. Vaskor started climbing up to go home when his rope broke. Miraculously he managed to get up to the edge of the fall again. When Vaskor reached home he quickly rushed to clean up Jaxana’s blanket. By mistake Vaskor tripped over a metal bucket and Jaxana woke up. When she woke up she saw a muddy Vaskor holding the clean blanket. Vaskor was expecting a tantrum to be thrown at him by Jaxana but instead she hugged him. Jaxana realized how childish she had been in whining over a simple blanket and father and daughter made up.

Hope

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Hope is the thing...


Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.


- Emily Dickinson