Okay. So in a bout of what I assume was madness, I decided to finally end my support of Square-Enix via payments for FFXI (no, this part wasn't the madness) and then uninstall it and finally rinse Asgard of Spyware and viruses (there's the madness). Alright, I managed to cancel my content ID after 40 minutes of playing the guessing game. Turns out they wanted the assigned number that I started with, which I guess makes sense in retrospect, but it's been a fair bit of time since I first installed the thing. With that done, I tried to run the uninstall of the program, bad idea. It took approximately 15 minutes to move 1%, so I went in and started manually deleting files. Not the best way to do thing admittedly, but I was going to be rid of it one way or another. So, I got some of it, unfortunately the rom folders (which are apparently just filled with folders filled with .DAT files) started causing problems. Namely "Error Cannot Delete File (cyclic data error)", which is something I've never even heard of before, so I moved on, figuring it was just the oddball file. No such luck, every few folders has one of these, and considering that Norton scans close to 2 million files going through this directory, I don't think I want to go through and hand delete them individually, I think I'll just have to force delete them through Command Prompt later. So, anyways, in a bout of desperation, I tried the uninstall option again. 30 minutes later it was 20% done, another 10 minutes past that and it was 14%, 5 minutes after it was 9%. So, I let it sit, and it ran into another error and undid everything it had done, reached the beginning again and pulled a critical Windows error. At this point, I have to confess, that I have no clue how Square-Enix did it. How the fsck did they take a 4 disc game (plus one for the PlayOnline view, plus one for the expansion) that comes to a grand total of roughly 1.5 gigs, that takes approximately 2 hours to install, plus 3 hours of patching (on Tech's connection) runs into all kinds of critical malfunctions when trying anything like uninstalling, and make it into a Playstation 2 game? I mean, that kind of transformation is something I'd imagine as taking several virgin sacrafices in a dark voodoo ritual.

Alright so with that not quite out of the way. I downloaded and ran Ad-aware, quashing 206 files, registries, and folders worth of dataminers and tracker, unsuprising and unworrying. However, what does bother me is that Norton Auto-Update is giving me a "Selected Groups Aborted with no Text" as to its attempts to update my virus definations, which were apparently last updated sometime in July of last year(!!). So, I still appear to have a fair amount of work ahead of me.

That aside, as a passing note to Hackers/Virus makers of the world. If your program/method is going to install fake files onto someone's computer, be reasonable. 1) Don't choose something so blatently out of place like a Microsoft file that comes as a package somewhere other than said package. 2) Make it blend in. Uncapitalized folder names are kinda a dead giveaway. Everything comes with capital letters unless it's a homebrew creation like OpenRPG. 3) Give it a reasonable name. No one would ever have an extra Microsoft Frontpage folder or worse yet, Xerox. Why the hell would a Xeros program be on someone's computer, or moreover, why would it be in Program Files?! Okay script kiddies? Get you acts together and be reasonable with these things.

Alright, since I seem to have an abundance of free time I think I'll beat out some words, especially because everything else that's text based seems to be revolting against me. Just ask D'Oraz, the resume I sent him has Georgia misspelled, twice. Sometimes I wonder why I lose my mind only when it's important. Either way, I'm functionally not employed with the UPS Store because David took my hours because mother wanted him to do so after I got a job. So he did, not inclusive of that ending clause, oh well, there's still stuff out there, I will find some, and I will buy a CRV, now just hopefully I'll get parking.

Anyways, just some discussion of the seasons animes should pass the time nicely:

Ragnarok the Animation: Well, what can I say, it's based off a MMORPG (pronounce however you choose) that I've never played, but isn't too difficult to figure out. Pretty non Ecchi, thankfully, and actually gets Subbed, which is even nicer. Characters aren't especially non-generic and the spell selection seems woefully small, for the two casters that there are. Actually the only anime I've seen that had hints of rape, and it did it in a peaceful manner (if that's possible, I was merely trying to convey that they brought out the pain of it without focusing on it sort of thing, so a delicate handling if you will). Music here isn't too fabulous, but the art is alright, though there are points that make you wonder. Characters development does appear to be somewhat happening, but the inclusion of the force that is essentially the Team Rocket of the anime isn't really a selling point, neither is Maya, although her background episode weakened that thought. Not everything makes total sense, like them doing adventures that were killing high level parties, but that's alright, it's an anime, I'll give it that. Either way, ***(*/2).

Midori no Hibi : Cindy's anime for the season. A high quality art, good music anime with good characters and it apparently at least stays with the Manga for most of it so far, or so I'm told. Slightly ecchi, but bounce-free, which actually seems like an odd balance compared to the rest of these, but it's workable. Also one of the two anime's that my little brother keeps trying to watch. Which is a shame, because I'd much rather he be watching the more child friendly ones, like Keroro Gunso or Ragnarok, though if he had to choose an ecchi, this'd be the safest I think. Overall a fabulously cute anime with good dynamics (unlike the sometimes emotionless Ragnarok) even if the cat looks kinda creepy and not really feline at all. ****(*/2).

Keroro Gunso (aka Sergeant Keroro) : Besides having an outrageous OP and ED, both of which are potentially frightening (aka, Sean, you need at least the first ep of this for special viewings to use on people, it's not Kenya, but it's a frog with an afro, at least for the ED). That said, the anime is very low ecchi, but I don't think I can call it devoid. Hangs onto a few route archetypes though, for example the main female character is the uber-athletic girl who is not in any clubs and there's another with a crush on her, but that's anime for you. Lots of Gundam references on the part of Keroro, and it has alot of sudden banners to reinforce some his statements, well done though. The actual in show music isn't quite so much, but then again, it takes some getting used to the frog's voice, especially his laughter. ***

Melody of Oblivion: Like Midori no Hibi, this anime actually has a relaxed opening, and it's definately a nice change of pace from the others. It's really a shame that it's only been subbed up to episode 3, but then again, that's the dynamics of the industry (if you'll allow the term), though one'd think that having 6+ groups on Naruto might be a bit much, popular or not. Oh well. Fantastic music and lovely art abound, though it is a pain not being able to name the classical songs they play because my classical music trivia knowledge has fallen that much into disarray. A true shame. ****, probably deserves another star or a half, but hard to judge this early.

Sensei no Ojikan : Kinda like the souless bastard child of Azumanga. It has roughly the same idea, following the exploits of a group of students and teacher and assorted other faculty members (this time it's a nurse, and not Kimura). In place of the Kaorin/Sakaki relationship, it's been tranferred to a male/male relation and the male-Sakaki bit is alot less shy, and a whole lot more stupid, but to each their own. Has a cutesy style of low quality art methods, including displaying the emotions of every character in characters (read it a few times, I swear it makes sense). I like the music, but it just kinda feels like a weak echo to Azumanga, cause it's really hard to follow an act like that. **(*/2).

Bakuretsu Tenchi : 4 girls of various age, 1 giant mecha, 1 giant mecha storage vehicle, 1 sports car, 1 chibi creature/laptop, 1 gang, 1 secret government/military/special interest organization, 1 anti-establishment organization, biological mutation weapons, 1 reluctant male chef. There you go, that's just about all you need to know. A fantastic OP, though I don't really love the ED the other music really compesates, and a good mix to action, paired with humor, cuteness, seriousness, mystery. You get the idea. It's a very unique anime with alot still to be unraveled, but at the pace it's going I think it'll be good. Again, wish someone was subbing it, but que sera sera I guess. ****(*/2).

Samurai Champloo : I think Jiaz said it best. Take Cowboy Bebop and replace the Jazz with Hiphop and the Bounty Hunters with Samurai swordmen. Then replace Faye with Fuu, whose has perhaps the largest eyes I've ever seen in a non-chibi and her even larger eyed flying squirrel. If you're not into the hiphop/rap scene, the music takes some getting used to, otherwise, it's great fun. Even if the subbers ride on the profane side of translation. 1 ep so far, second delayed by olympic volleyball qualifiers overtime. *****

I'll discuss Popotan after I finish it, which is some 3 eps from now. All I have to say right now is, why does Mare has a techno remix of the main theme?

dont forget about this :P

Alright, Cindy originally left me a draft here to remind me to post, and although blogger tells me that authorship will be mine, don't be suprised if it gets credited to Cindy (go go ghostwriting!). Anyways, on the penultimate day before Cindy's departure she and I took on my brother and his girlfriend Kaitlin in a DOA3 tag-team battle challenge. I guess I could've spiced up the font for that statement, but not really my style. Anyways, we ended after 23 rounds with the score 16-7 in Cindy and my favor, however the past 5 had been won by our opponents after Kaitlin discovered the art of the button smash. It was certainly an interesting event, mainly because Cindy and Kaitlin would both occasionally touch the swap button while fighting and throw their partner into battle unprepaired (and often in the lower range of life), but that's how it is usually.

End the reminder of Cindy.

That said, I just had a scary scary thought. Code Lyoko, aka the big headed kid French anime(for lack of a better word), has always been an atrocity in my mind, however, I just reevalutated the idea of a French show, and I've decided that if I could get the show in French, I would enjoy it.

Well, it is a dead dead dead day at work today, so Kyle and I are bored out of our mind. Which means I can finally catch up on some much needed blogging.

Firstly, Georgia Traffic is atrocious, nothing further needs to be said. No particular instance in mind, that's just how it is. If you've experienced it, you understand, if you haven't, I cannot convey the magnitude of the atrocity with mere words.

Secondly, people freaking confuse me. Driving into my Uncle's neighborhood to work on the Java project I passed a woman driving out with, yes I'm totally serious, a monkey on her shoulder! Okay, I don't know where to go to even buy a monkey, but moreover, why?! I mean, what does a monkey supply that a simple dog or cat doesn't? What is it that could ever possibly possess someone to go out of their way to get a creature, so genetically similar to themself, and moreover, as the realization that diseases from our own cats and dogs, one that can catch and spread, or historically has been a font for, diseases that can infect or mutate to a strain capable of infecting humans with ease. I guess there are reasons perhaps, but I don't know them, but I don't really care. However, I was also privledged to watch another driver zone out. One day, as I was approaching a neighborhood that I intended to enter on my right, another car from the neighborhood pulled up with their left turn signal turned on. I, moving at the regulated 35 mph for the road, turned on my right turn signal to demonstrate that even though I was moving slowly enough for 3 cars to pull out, I wouldn't be passing through the space that the other driver would be. Did she pull out though? No. In fact, she didn't move throughout the entire time I was approaching or when I was pulling in (which would've certified that I was indeed turning-right as my turn signal had been meant to present) or even as I drove past, in fact, she didn't move in the entire time as I drove to the end of the street. I stole a glance to my side, and she was simply sitting there, no cell phone, no ear piece, not reaching for anything, just nothing, at it both confuses and worries me.

Ah well. Let us discuss Eclipse, which is apparently a product of IBM, which impresses me. Those of you who aren't into Computer Programming can tune out until I say otherwise. Anyways, for those of you who are still with me. Eclipse is a free programming enviroment, and a rather spiffy on at that (yes, I just wanted to use the word spiffy). It automatically checks everything as you go, so if you leave off a } or a ; it'll let you know. Moreover, you can have it generate automatically (complete with Javadoc) all the getters and setters for the entire thing. Moreover, if it doesn't recoignize a statement, you can just hit two buttons and it'll suggest all the possible things you can do (declare variable, import another class, etc.) Plus, it's free, but the debug is a well worth it $30, it is a very nice Debug too.

Otherwise

Actually, that's about all I can think of to post at the moment, I'll post about the animes of the season in the future, and for those interested in my bleak academics at Tech, I think I can get some text into Melchor (if not a better layout) before the end of the week.

I find it rather interesting that Blogger gives me quick buttons for Italics, Bold, and links. But not underline. However, they do have a block quote button as well. Strangeness. Eitherway, the new layout homepage tells me that this is my two-hundred and ninety-first post.

So, today we shall tell the horror story, well it's more of a humorous thing from a spectator's standpoint, anyways, of the rookie Red Cross employees:

Alright, so last...uhh...Thursday I believe it was, my entire family did the blood giving routine. My mother and I gave together in mid afternoon cause we were free then, and my father and David gave after they got back from their respective work and school. Either way, this trip was not the pinaccle of efficiency. For those of you who haven't given, the process works in two phases. First the screening, where they check Blood Pressure, Temperature, Ask you all the questions, Heart Rate, and prick your finger to test your iron, then the part where you actually give blood.

Anyways, my screening nurse was a little old lady who did one thing at a time. Usually the younger nurses blaze through the screening; taking heartrate, temperature, and blood pressure all at once which prepairing the finger prick, but not her. In fact, she had the hardest time getting the blood from the prick into the tube, at which point she couldn't open the test tube for the blood-iron content test, so I had to reach across with my left hand (my right was the bleeding one on the table) and unscrew the top. Apparently she had similiar difficulties with my father, and he was shooting blood out (at least so much as a finger can) so she lost the gauze in her haste to change out to cleaner gloves and had to get more. And she couldn't pronounce any of the various ailments in the questions for the screening. Course there are some difficult diseases to pronounce so that's not really a fault, it's just that she tried so many times at it that it got tedious.

Either way, I think the screener that both my mother and David had was no problem, or at least not that I've heard.

So I put on the bar code saying that I hadn't done anything that might result in me contracting AIDS and then lied about it on the questions and went out to get a chair to give blood in. Matthew, another rookie, was washing down the first chair with moist towlettes, so I figured I'd just take the second, but little old screening lady insisted I take the first one once he toweled it off, while little lady woman wandered off with all the stuff he needed to do so. So I sat down, and Matthew looked around confused, it went kinda like this:
Matt: "Umm...where's your stuff."
Me: "Oh, the little old lady walked off with it, she's somewhere over there."
Matt: "I see..." and off he went to retrieve it.

Apparently the aged one did the exact same thing with my father's stuff, again prompting Matthew to have to go off after her, the way he responding to my father telling him this it seemed like it was a near constant action on her part (wandering off without giving anyone the donor's blood bag). So, usually a blood nurse can siphon two or three people at once, all they need to do is move around shaking blood bags once they've stabbed you and gotten started. Either way, when Matthew asked which arm I wanted to give out of, I let him have his choice, my first mistake. Despite the fact that I still have a tiny spot from when I gave blood last time, he couldn't find my vein. So he moved onto my left arm and eventually decided that he could see the bulging vein when he had my circulation cut off, which does help you find veins, I'll give you, as any experience Heroin addict can tell you. Matthew did not move around and help other patients (admittly there weren't any at the time cause it was just my mother, Cindy who weighs way too little to be giving, and me) he just sat there and, as my father and I put it, babysat me. However, he cut off my circulation in the process. I give blood enough without the added force of no circulation, not to mention I imagine it's hard to give blood when you don't have any in the area, as evidenced by my white hand. Apparently he kept asking my father if he was losing circulation, guess he didn't want to repeat the mistake. Meanwhile the female rookie doing my mother had already stabbed one arm and failed to find a vein, so she was working on stabbing the other. She later in the day did David and according to him, only stabbed him once, but spent a good 3-5 minutes rummaging around inside his arm trying to stick the vein. So, in the aftermath, most of my family has a bruse from the rookies, mine being the largest. I've got a nice large yellow one extending from a hands-width above where I was stuck to halfway down to my wrist. It hurts too.
Not trying to scare you all out of giving blood, just giving you something to laugh at.

Alright, a quick rant on Microsoft's X-Box. As some may know, a while back, a few months ago, David left the X-Box on. Alright, David saved his game and left to do something with his girlfriend, presuming that someone else would see that it had saved and turn it off. Well, no one did, and the X-Box overheated. The typically green glow of the machine turned red, it informed us to contact technical support, and it wouldn't give back the disc it held. Anyways, eventually we persuaded Tech Support to listen to us and finally I got around to actually calling them, whereupon I was told that it should sit on carpet, but rather "atop a shelf". Alright, interestingly enough, this seems to have worked. Somewhere better 3 months of idleness and placing it on top of a former debate tub seems to have given the green machine the will to live again, at least, it hasn't been freezing for the two games I've tested so far.

Alright, so moving on, I'm going to rant about Omega, cause he pisses me off. I was testing to see if Dead or Alive 3 was going to freeze the machine, as it had been doing when the X-Box was on the carpet, so I just went into Story Mode on Hard and quickly blazed through as a random character, German High School Dropout Karate Uniform Wearing Karate fighting girl. Anyways, for those who don't know, DoA3 is a pure combat fighting game. There are no weapons, no projectiles, nothing but a life bar and 4 buttons. Punch, Kick, Grab, and Free. Free technically is a "do-nothing" button, but you can hold it down to guard. Anyways, Omega is not the proper End Boss for a game where you can't even choose to jump rather than Clockwise Z-Dodge every time (ie, sometimes double UP merits a Z-Dodge clockwise, othertimes it gets you to jump, at least versus Omega, otherwise you don't even have the option of a jump). Anyways, as I was saying. Omega is a bad bad decsion of a boss. Firstly, he has a weapon, secondly it's a damn big weapon, thirdly, he has unblockables, magic; basically a full assortment of things that while you expect a last boss to have, he shouldn' have all of them at once. So, the rundown of the Omega issue.

Firstly, his stage: It's a small ruined battlefield, engulfed in flames, which means that the stage blurs slightly just about every three second, which is less a cool effect, and more a eye damaging annoyance. There are a few random wooden ruins (destroyed karts or Japanese wooden gateways it looks like) on the field as well.

Secondly, his repotoire: Alright, his attacks are, if you consider the stage to be of distance 1.5X, you starting a distance of X away from him:
Physical
1)A Linebacker shoulder charge, knockback of distance X
2)Spinning his blades before him in a whirlwind, knockback of .5X and slight damage even if you don't touch him.
3)Overhead swing, knockback of .5X.
4)Grab your head, swing you around a few times, slam you on the ground .5X away, massive damage, close to 1/4 life.
5)Spins blade behind himself and either a) does 2) or a 5 hit blade combo for X knockback.
Additionally 5) is unbreakable. Although he spins his blade behind him, any attacks made against him neither prevent his attack nor deal any damage.
Magical (all three of these attacks have the same leadup, meaning you don't know which he'll cast):
1) Fires a volley of 1-6 magical bolts. Yes, you read that right, not only does he have a weapon when no one else does but he has ranged attacks on top of that. The bolts can be avoided only if you are lying on the ground, which occurs within 3 hits of the bolts, so fortunately, no matter how many he fires you can only be hit by 3 or the number he fired, whichever is less, but it always leaves you on the ground. I haven't tried holding free to guard against them, but somehow I doubt it'll work. You can Z-Dodge around them, however if he's casting great than 2 odds are strongly against the X-Box controller responding fast enough to let you avoid them all.
2) Launches a line of fire which he them sweeps across the screen, starting from one side and moving across to the other. I've yet to find a way to dodge this attack save for attacking Omega before he can get it off which is hard as well. Knocks you down.
3) A shockwave of wind, X knockback. Can be dodged if you miraculously manage to jump at the right time.
Note: All his magical attacks are effective up to a range of the size of the screen, so no good backing away.
To make things even better. Everytime he gets knocked down, there is an automatic shockwave as per Magic 3) and when the it reaches the end of the screen he is standing again. Also, Omega is immune to grapples, he takes damage from a grab as if it were a punch, but nothing more.

David and I have beaten the game with every character on Easy, but nothing on higher difficulties. I lost 50 straight battles to Omega before giving up.

In other news, this new Blogger interface is kinda scary. I don't think I need a giant warning sign with an exclamation mark just sitting there refreshing itself till it finishes for a single post created, seems like a waste of someones bandwidth, but that's all I have to say. That aside, I've been looking through Wizard's Advanced Psionics book for 3.5 Edition that Kyle let me borrow. I must say, I really like the way they changed something. It's certainly not flawless but they've made alot of progress I feel. I enjoy the Psions now being based only on Intelligence, it just seemed wrong for this giant hulking brute to be able to take someone down with the power of his 4 intelligence just because he was an Egoist (Strength focused Psion), but that's been fixed. The Psionic Warrior now kinda plays like a Paladin again, which is alright, I mean, they needed some kind of spell determining stat, now they've got it. The Wilder seems like it'd be an assload of extra work for everyone to keep track of, but useful in a clinch. The new base-classed Psi-Knife really seems alot better in terms of reconciling the dual wield ability and changing sword sizes and the formerly overpowered stat damaging abilities, but still a good class, they didn't beat it into uselessness at all, still a very powerful class, and one of the few pseudo-magical-esce classes that can operate without magic, or the pseudo-magic that is psionics as the case may be. The Prestige classes are changed to match the new paradigm for Psions and seem to do so well. I haven't finished looking through everything but I still dislike that all powers do a fixed damage for Psions rather than the standard Xdice/level for Magic-uses, but oh well, the Augment concert really allowed them to slim the lines. My only two complaints so far are a) they were lazy and reused the Sever the Tie picture (a badass picture for a spell that would've been cool had it been greater than second level) for Energy Ball (which is also kinda a complaint, that they have all these amorphous "Energy" spells, it gets a little haggard trying to figure out when you can cast what to do what). The only other is that, b) the spell Deja Vu is reprinted on sequential pages. It's almost like a bad joke, giving me Deja Vu over a spell with the name and properties of a case of Deja Vu. Ahh, dear irony, though art a bitter draught.

Okay, so after a week of always coming back from Java between the hours of 10:40 and 11:20 in the Webster van, I have come to the follow conclusion: 99X is only getting worse. I mean, they say they do an hour of music, but in 4 days worth of 20 minutes a day travel, aka, 1.333333(repeating) hours of music, I've heard, fully, 99X play 7 songs, which were actually 4 cause I heard 3 songs twice in all that time. What's even worse, is the commericals are now full-on crap. I mean, not relatively crappy, not lacking in one aspect, these most putrid pieces of advertising ever to hit the airwaves are absolutely horrendous. I mean, stupid premises, idiotic means of presenting them, terrible music choice, and abhorrent sound effects. I don't listen to the Braves' games on AM 750 because all the commercials are one play or another trying to get me to buy paint, or jewelry or something. Same reason I don't respect anything Neil Bortz says, political leanings aside, because all his commercials are him trying to get me to buy a bed, and personal endorsements, while annoying to begin with, should never be run during your own show. I mean, sure you'll have the greatest population of listeners interested in you, because they came to hear your show, but that's not something to be exploited, that and your voice is annoying when you don't get the break to escape it. 99x does the same thing, but those were actually kinda good compared to the late night abominations they put out. I guess I'll have to reprogram the quick frequencies so I can get to NPR with having to hold the adjust button for the 9.7 Hz I need to get there. Their latenight is good, and commercial free except for Beg-fest, and even then it's relatively free because they figure no one's listening anyways.

Pehaps Titles work now?

Interesting a new format to Blogger, certainly a change.

Anyways, just a quick poem from Bloom County:

I would never cry if I did find a blue whale in my soup,
Nor would I mind a porcupine inside a chicken coup.
Yes, life is fine when things combine, like pork in beef chow mein.
But, Lord, this time I think I mind, they've put acid in my rain.

Biting Irony. Despite my grades in the class, I get to get up early to program Java for my Uncle. Moreover, despite being family he's paying me more $/hour than the UPS store currently is, though perhaps there's been a mysterious payraise since the whole Christmas ass out of the fryer incident.

Ah well, I'm overdue for sleep.

Well, I hope everyone had a fun and productive 5th of May. On a retrospective note, I hope all my comrades had a good May Day as well.

I managed to scratch the side of the newer of the two Webster family vans pulling into the garage, I swear that my father takes up too much space with the Accord. I am, or have been, very good a pulling really close to the far wall, but I guess after a long day of work I misjudged the angle, Oh well. I'm now "Not allowed to park [that] van in the garage anymore." Whatever, I'll just park it on the driveway when I take it and let her pull it in, one less stressor a day I guess.

Alright, I rescind my previous statement. Well, you know, whatever the version of a forced rescind after being terribly corrected would be.

Anyways, just got back from the Super Walmart. It's a scary place. Loads of employees doing inventory and restocking today apparently. Either way, the things encountered there made me question the future of mankind. Somehow I feel that "Ketchup Blast" Pringles are an omen of worse things to come. When you reach the point where you have a potato chip flavored like a condiment, it's just bad. Also, the middle ground is getting increasingly more difficult. For Pace salsa you can have your pick of medium, mild, or the legendary extra mild. It also appears that Disney has teamed up with Kellogs (or vice versa depending on your take of the issue) so there is now a Disney Princesses Cereal. I just hope it doesn't go any further than that. I'd hate to see every new Disney movie be transformed into a cereal, or worse yet, to see two seperate Disney mergings get fused. I can picture it now: Disney Kellogs Square-Enix present some game wherein the protagionist gets to join forces with the heroes of Final Fantasies IX and XII alongside some of your favorite Disney heroes like Mickey and Simba as well as Kellogs' fine additions to the crew. The fiesty Captain Crunch and the mighty Tony the Tiger. Just think, Huey Luey and Dewy could run the weapon store and then Snap Crackle and Pop could handle the item store.

Well, back to removing the crap from 10th grade from my bedroom. Melchor'll get a few updates now that grades have gone live. *Angry Mumbling*

Just for the record Ting oogles is dangerous diction. Remember that oogling is was Jefe does to women, and being oogles of fun therefore is a bit worrysome, no?