Zurei / Member

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Soul of a New Machine

As I'm virogously typing these familiar words on a worn keyboard, sunrise is breaking on the western horizon. Apparently, this can be quite fun, and not as time consuming as some would think. For customary purposes, I suppose I'll let you know a little about my mysterious self. I'm a simple 19 year old broke college kid, just a needle in the hay. I'm over the top and have little care for most things big and small. I'm addicted to music, it's powerful ways, it's magnificent pulse, and is possibly what I treasure most of all the barn animals and fast food restaurants. My current setting is a small dorm room in eastern Pennsylvania, a tiny town for most, and a hectic lifestyle for all. I currently hold no job so my source of income does not exist, just milking what I've made in previous endeavors I suppose. In short, I am a man on the edge of everything. Okay, that wasn't fair. I'll refrain from stealing Dark Tower quotes for the sanity of us all.

Apart from that I'm probably just like you. I'd assume that if you're actually reading this you have at least SOME interest in the vast world of video games, or technology and computers..at least I'd hope so. On that note, I can find at least some sense of "fun" or "enjoyable moments" from virtually any game, unless it's mini put gold on addicting games, because all that really does is fill my heart with despair. Currently I'm breaking my addiction to World of Warcraft (laugh alllll you want), and WTfpwnzorzing in the glory of Super Smash Bros. Brawl (even though my skills are incredibly limited), with a bit of getting my PC up and running so I can pop in The Witcher (don't ask). BUT I haven't even mentioned that I'm a mid-school Final Fantasy fanatic, mid-school being 7 - 10. I suppose you could say that the characters I enjoy most from that generation, or maybe because Nobuo Uematsu's greatest compositions are from this era. Or it could be that Square Enix destroyed my hopes of another game of that quality.

On that note, 5:11 am makes me ill at heart and reminds me that things must be tended to. I must admit I'm excited for our blogofic bonds and my completely useless scrabbling words, and I look forward to our next encounter.