Hi,
I'm glad to hear you're not closing your site, however I'm still going to keep pestering you. Whether you like it or not I want to keep you as a friend and I'm a very stubborn person so you can expect more emails and possibly even more random visits if the emails don't get a reply because it's harder for me to phone you in private than it used to be.
Bye for now,
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Oh no!! I have a STALKER!!! WHAT DO I DO?!?!
I'd like to send out a big "screw you" and "which part of 'leave me the hell alone' do you not understand" to all the morons who saw fit to write anger-inducingly stupid site updates or pathetic emails or even - and I really, really can't believe this - godsdamn turn up without warning at my bleeding house in the recent past. If you want my entire head to explode in a fit of rage you're going the right bloody way about it.
Furthermore it seems there are a number of gross retards who misinterpreted my last update; unless, and admittedly this is highly likely, it was I who misinterpreted their inane rantings. But just to clarify, I didn't ever say "I am going to stop updating this site completely". Paraphrasing slightly, it was more like the following:
I really should close this site because I have nothing to say to anyone who I know used to read it nor am I doing (or will do in the forseeable future) anything even remotely worth posting about
Note "really should" not "will"; I am not about to close the site. It bears repeating, because I know not only how I have a long history of people misinterpreting me but also how stupid you are: I am not about to close the site. The point was to explain in advance why it is highly unlikely that I will post updates more often than, oh, say, once or twice a month. Do you dribbling cretins follow me now?
It is an enormous effort for someone as introverted as I am to try and communicate with people, and given the awkwardness, embarrassment, and anguish which generally results, I've decided that that effort is quite simply too much. I really should stop doing this site, indeed the only times I think about updating it are when the SA forums are down but everyone's been talking about closing their sites recently and sometimes it does have its uses. However there's nothing I've done recently nor will do in the foreseeable future that I feel like telling people about, nor do I feel like talking to the people whom I have known in the past to be readers. Whether or not that means I should delete the thing is a matter on which I can't decide, I've put a fair amount of time into the code behind this site and wasted enough server resources on it to simply delete it. And I know from the way people complain when it stops working that snafu gets a fair amount of use, even if newsstats doesn't (but maybe it would if people posted more, who can say)
The point of all this is firstly to explain why I hardly ever update anymore but also to explain why I never reply to any emails I get. Be these invitations to undoubtably painfully awkward social occasions or offers of employment of dubious potential in impossibly faraway lands I don't know how to respond in a way that won't cause offence. Why is it that when you say "yes I'll go" you don't hear any more about it but refusals are met with inevitable questioning of your decision? It's easier not to respond at all; gods know I'd love to be able to simply state my mind and not care about saving feelings but for some reason I can't bring myself to do it.
I could also go on again about being contacted out of the blue by people whom I haven't seen or heard from for huge lengths of time. This brings a whole new set of problems, as catching up questions are almost inevitable yet the thought of explaining how my life has gone to, say, one of the overachieving superconfident extroverts who formed the entire population of my school, and subsequently being forced to justify it in the face of certain scorn and disapproval is enough to make me have a fit.
Oh screw it I'll finish this at a later date. I can't be bothered to write the story of the whole thing with that godsforsaken computer now, it's still too depressing. Instead I will comment as blandly as possible on recent events that every other site has already done to death.
The football season started again - I swear it gets earlier every year - amid all the usual claptrap that gets bandied around. No I don't know who'll win the league, other than it'll almost certainly be a club that I don't like. While it's still annoying that all the news sources are still talking about David Bloody Beckham despite the fact that he doesn't even play in this country any more, I guess that'll die down to tolerable levels soon. What might not die down is Chelsea's spending, given new owner Roman "if the players we have don't play well together we'll just buy more" Abranovich's fiscal policy. No-one knows anything about this guy other than that he's rich enough to be able to go around sporting a beard that makes him look like a vagrant. Oh well.
I've also watched some of the cricket recently. While most of the time I don't have the attention span to be bothered with it, sometimes I get caught up, usually when England are in some kind of strong position in a game and might actually win. However I miss the music the BBC used to use. Channel 4's "Mambo no. 5" theme tune doesn't hold a candle to the old BBC theme, which was fantastic even before it was sampled and used on Mr. Roy's "Saved", one of the finest records ever made.
The A-level results came out last week, an event I would usually completely ignore because I find it depressing to contemplate yet another new batch of idiots being released into the world with qualifications like mine, thus devaluing them even further. However this time I noticed the date was back to being Thursday 14th August, like it was in 1997. Thus not only do I have meaningless qualifications, I'm getting really far over the hill too. I don't know if this years results broke all the records, but they usually do.
It seems the world and his wife have posted on forums or newsgroups recently to point out Google's new calculator, but other than mentioning my being vaguely impressed by the fact that it can handle complex numbers and accept input in no end of retarded ways to express the calculation I have nothing much to say about it. Google doesn't like SA very much. Do a search on "Something Awful", with or without the space in the middle, to see what I mean.
Speaking of SA, it seems no matter how much time I spend lurking on the forums I still miss about half of the really funny stuff. For example, the other day saw the brief return of Worst Admin Ever, but I was downstairs having dinner. A couple of days before that GBS was briefly renamed to some long string of characters, uh, here it is, "u9g70324hns'8", I missed that too because I'd fallen asleep at like 10pm. However I was awake at 4am a couple of weeks ago when Lowtax banned himself; that was at the same time as the big spews.org thread and the newsgroup invasion, which was fun to watch. But that was merely lucky, the fact remains that a lot of the good stuff happens late at night in America, i.e. around dawn here, so it all gets missed because you're asleep. Like just now while looking for that name I found a bunch of threads I missed, and wished I hadn't, for that very reason.
But I guess I should be glad I've got an account at all, thanks to Nelis again, heh. Anyway I have to take my books back to the library tomorrow and I'm fed up of writing this. Goodnight.
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First there were people who can't take the hint when you don't reply to their emails. But what about when someone who clearly never wanted to see you ever again when you last knew them five years ago suddenly decides to contact you? Damnit I even got a letter, which I didn't read, despite the fact that the answer is probably in there.
Over half the sites on snafu
- never update, or have apparently been deleted
- have been updated recently to say that they are going to shut down soon but have not yet done so
- have changed into a picture that combines "80s indie fashion disaster" with "buttplug surprise"
Oh well, screw it and screw them. Quite frankly it wasn't worth getting snafu working again.
I've changed the stuff in the menu on the right again. In particular I fixed the bug in the archive index code that caused the link to the new month's archives to be incorrectly output when the last entry was before 5am on the 1st. Clicking on the link (correctly) resulted in a blank page being generated. Also it's now easier to highlight releases of new tracks if I ever get round to uploading any more.
I sleep during the hours most people in the UK work. I spend most of the awake-and-wishing-I-wasn't time lurking on SA. Therefore I'm there when it's busiest, so I get to see more of the funny stuff when it happens, rather than when it's dropped all the way down to page 7. That's one reason why I rarely update this site. "I read these threads today: ..."
Having said that I missed all the drama here the other day because it apparently happened around lunchtime when I was asleep.
Finally, some more Doom maps
- Real World I did this ages ago but it warrants a mention. It's 20 mostly small to medium sized maps. Many of them are homages to maps from the original games or well-known pwads like Hell Revealed. It's 8pack.wad with 12 extras randomly added in. The difficulty level goes up and down, unlike 8pack where it steadily got harder.
- Redux 6 maps that were very well made and in places felt really good to be in (I love areas with high ceilings and large-scale architecture. If they're open to the sky, all the better) For the most part it was pretty easy but there's a few places where it traps you in a small room with a lot of large monsters.
- Rebirth A 32 level set that came out of nowhere! Mostly small solid maps that aren't too confusing with a few that are a bit bigger. It has a lot of new graphics, including monster replacements, which are very creepy.
- NB_E1M01 This takes the very simple idea of combining Doom E1M1 and Doom2 MAP01 into a single map. It's extremely well executed and architecturally pretty flawless. If I could pick one fault, it's way too easy. However I guess it should be, because the originals are.
PS Last year it was the fence; this year the father is apparently going to attempt to fix up our run-down garden shed. This process is supposed to begin tomorrow. I hope it won't involve anything like the fence panel incident last year. I'll probably be asleep anyway. I hope I will be.