Jotun's Journal

So, I was finally forced to replace my system for something a little more.. new;

- Intel Duo Core 6320
- ASUS GeForce 8600 GTS
- 2Gb DDR2 memory
- 320 Gb SATAII Maxtor HD

I'm thinking about adding a second, 500GB SATAII HD on which I'll most likely install Windows Vista in the future. And I've already considered saving up some money on the side for something a little more high-end. I ran a 3D benchmark, the results of which can be seen here.

'Doom 3' and 'Quake 4' are very beautiful when you have the settings on 'ULTRA'. The latter of which I'm already done with and the first I'm saving for when I'm done with 'Far Cry'. 'Tomb Raider Legend', which I was unable to play on my older system, I completed as well and loved to bits. I ordered 'Tomb Raider Anniversary', the special edition thereof
and can't wait to play it. I've always loved and wanted a remake of the first game of the series. Aside from '..Legend', the rest of the series are pretty much shite if you ask me.

So yeah, 'Far Cry' would be awesome were it not for the annoying monsters that you get to deal with halfway through the game. It really takes away from that which makes the game work for me.

Ahh, I have 'Command & Conquer 3' lying on my stack as well. I can't wait to get around to that one.

Saturday
Having spoken to Dennis (drums/keyboard) on the phone on Friday, we had agreed to meet up and have a jam session with just the two of us to see if we could combine our creative powers and come up with something of a song. Unfortunately we didn't get much done. Don't get me wrong, there was quite a lot of playing and such, but very little of it could actually be considered productive. After this jam session, which was from 6 till 9pm, I met up with Seamus at an excellent snack-bar near his house to get both him and me some food. With food in hand we then made our way over to his place, where Nico, Tony and Ingrid were waiting. After our 'dinner' and some good fun playing PS2 games, we set out to play some pool. Which was fun, as usual. Nico, who was sick, decided to go home afterwards and thus we all spent a good amount of time in the cold and rain, waiting for his bus home. Not long after he had departed, I picked up my things from Seamus' and went home as well, seeing as the others still wanted to go to a pub and I wasn't really in the mood for it.

Sunday
Another day spent mostly at home, catching up with my favorite series and hanging out with Rachel some.

I'll be updating soon again and hopefully with some new artwork to show and some guitar-work recorded and worth sharing.

Wednesday
I gave the Apple store a call to see whether I could pick up my new iPod yet, seeing as the maximum amount of ten workdays they said it would take had already passed and I hadn't received a call from them yet. The friendly girl on the phone told me I could and so I did. It's pleasant not to have struggle in order to turn your iPod off.
Before having left the house I had received in the mail a game for my PSP, the only game I was actually interested in and the only reason for me to get a PSP at all; namely 'Ultimate Ghosts And Goblins'. Well worth the money, especially as it seemed just as challenging as I had read it would be when I gave it a quick try.

Due to a lack of artwork from my side in a good while; here's some stuff I've sketched out during two of my recent art classes;

- 01/11/2006; just something quick
- 01/11/2006; Something Halloweenish

- 08/11/2006; NSFW - a pretty boy demon?
- 08/11/2006; NSFW - lady
- 08/11/2006; A tribute to my new iPod

Feedback is more then welcome as always

Friday;
After having worked from 9am till 5.30pm, I decided to go to Mijdrecht, to visit Nico and get with the 'hanging outing' as we say. I went by my house quickly before leaving Amsterdam to pick up my current PS2 addictions: Devil May Cry 3 and Burnout 3: Takedown, both of which were mentioned in an earlier post. When I finally got there -it's about an hour and a half's worth traveling- we watched an episode of Dexter, a new series which I emediately fell in love with; something Nico had already predicted would happen. Anyway, after having spent quite a lot of time doing the same race over and over again on account of my failure in Burnout 3 and time having moved on, I had to go home. Seeing as the local bus companies have the tendency to suck, I had decided to take not the last bus, but the one before that. Obviously the site that shows the times never works properly, which ended up in me missing the bus and the last bus not showing up at all. Which means I had to sleep at Nico's.

Saturday;
After having ignored the alarm on my phone a few times, Nico was as kind as to get me up and out of bed by suddenly kicking the door in (not litterly) and yelling at me. Which worked rather well in getting me up and out of bed. After playing some more games, we watched the latest episode of 'Battlestar Galactica', not too long after which I got on the bus and went home. On the way home I was contacted by David, who confirmed that that there'd be a 'get toguether' (as we say) at Nico's place that night, as Nico had already predicted. So after having gotten home, having taken a shower, practiced guitar a tad bit and gathering some things, I left my house again and got on the bus back to his. David and Ingrid got back from getting themselves something to eat shortly after I arrived. It was fun; 'Black' was played, 'Nacho Libre' was watched (eventhough I couldn't see it through to the end, myself) 'and happiness reigned supreme'.

Sunday;
Aside from the usual guitar practice, gaming and watching things, I spent some time with Rachel at hers.

It's been a little while since my last entry. And a good while since I've actually written about any events that've occured in my life. There's a few things I want to be known, Johnny related.

First of; somewhere halfway march (last month), he donated a lovely acoustic guitar to me after having it repaired at the shop due to problems with one of the tuning pegs. Obviously the problem wasn't completely solved and I've been too lazy to go back to the store to demand they fix it properly. I've really been enjoying this new guitar alot though and so has the skin on my fingers.

Second; Seeing as Johnny always wanted to teach me how to drive and I never fully gave in before, I asked him if I could have a go at it about a week ago. We went to the local harbor around midnight (which was abandoned by then), where I had my fun. The last few times I tried to drive, it went alright, but this time he was actually really impressed with the way I drove. On a long straight road, I actually went about a hundred kilometers an hour at some point, which I think is roughly the same as sixty-five miles an hour..? It was fun and I've been hungry for more.

Third, something that happened last night. We hung out together, seeing as we planned on going to Cyberia but ended up not going. I got home really late from work, due to NS-delay-type problems and was really dead-tired. And he just didn't overly feel like going but wanted to come along so that I wouldn't be there on my own. So instead of going to a party we weren't in the mood for, we went driving around some. He showed me the locations of his new job and seeing as we passed a McDonalds that was still open around the time (0.30) we were doing this, I insisted on having something to eat. Seeing as the restaurant itself was already closed, we were sitting in the car, eating while talking. When out of nowhere there's a loud thump and a bit of a shock that could be felt throughout the entire vehicle. A car had just passed us by at really high speed and had hit what felt like the side of Johnny's car. His face was indescribable as he kept his eyes on the car for a few seconds. It was a twenty to thirty meter road afterall and it was slowing down while approaching the corner at the end of it. It didn't stop however and Johnny threw whatever it was he was holding at the time in my general direction to start the car and go after it. By GOD he went fast. It took him a second, maybe two to get to the corner the other car went around and in the meantime, having seen all this happen, I was trying to get my seatbelt on. But everybody knows that when you roughly tug a seatbelt it doesn't 'come loose'. So I sat there thinking 'shit, shit, SHIT, SHIT', tugging and pulling at the damn thing as Johnny went around the corner. So by the time he gets around the corner, he actually sees the car that had hit him coming to a halt infront of a stoplight. He quickly goes after it, drives around it and parks his car infront of it. By this time my seatbelt gave way, ofcourse. Johnny had barely stopped the car or he had gotten out and walked over to the driver of the other car. Mind you, he was wearing all black, eyeliner and had fire in his eyes while he approached the guy. I didn't hear everything that was said but one of the few things I did catch was 'don't tell me you didn't feel that'. The guy was scared shitless and got out of his car at Johnny's command. He was saying how he was sorry and that he'd get his damage forms and everything. Johnny walked back over to this car and examined things, seeing that the only 'damage' done was that his side mirror had been slammed out of it's hinge. He put it back in place and ended up letting the guy go (who was litterly shaking with fear and according to Johnny might have had something to drink or been tired), due to the fact that he realised he didn't have a few things with him (or so he said). Wow.. All I've got to say is this; DO NOT FUCK WITH JOHNNY, 'cause he will fuck you up. It was kinda sexy though.

Right. As for the angst everyone has come to consider a normal part of my journal, I wrote this a week or two ago (God, I hate rhyme);

Two;

Sometimes it seems there's nothing left of my sanity,
I should've known mine was only a temporary serenity

All these thoughts, this mind's become so chaotic,
The one who brought this, still so angelic

Her pain, sorrow and grief I'm still deeply in love with,
Before her, true love and submission were nothing but a myth

Something conjured up by me to live for,
Something that's now imbedded in my very core

How could one settle for less after perfection?
Her departure; my heart and soul's deadly infection

Her reasons for this infliction I'll never fully comprehend,
Cold and dead inside, I'll sit and wait for the end

A 28 minute doodle-experiment:

Right-click HERE and select 'copy shortcut', then paste it into your adress bar to view..

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.