Blasted Insomnia

Well, this bites. I suppose you could say it was a good day today, I got some decent work done, had a good meeting that I came out of feeling hopeful, inspired, with a sense of direction. Now though I suddenly find myself awake at 3:00 in the morning, crashing from that high into the same old stinking rotten depression that’s haunted me forever. I’m not even sure what set this off. I’m overwhelmed by the feeling of being a loser, being pathetic, in particular I think about my art or drawings and how terrible they are and what a no-talent hack I truly am. I mean just look at the image I put in the post. It’s atrocious. On top of that, I know I won’t have much spare time anymore for trying to improve myself and my so-called ‘artistic abilities’ now that I’ve reached a point at my work where it’s do or die, and everyone’s counting on me to kick things up a notch. (Bam.)
Oh, it would be so easy to fall back into my old paterns of distractions and time-wasting diversions. Oh wait. That’s exactly what I’m doing right… now.
Come on man, go to bed, go to bed, don’t give in to this temptation… Zzzzz…

The magical world of web analytics

My job in internet marketing and e-commerce has given me a lot of experience with web statistics. It’s truly a magical world, full of arcane search terms, exotic referring URLs, mysterious IP addresses, and no small portions of wild speculation and utter bulls***. It seems especially when you’ve got a site that’s in its fledgling stages and that’s not taking off in terms of popularity and traffic, you’ll grasp at any straws you’re given in terms of trying to explain the ups and downs of web traffic, for example…

Say you’ve got a company that sells lampshades. Not just any lampshades, mind you, these are world-class, top-of-the-line lampshades with singular craftsmanship and industrial-strength materials. You decide to try your hand at marketing your company, Lampshades, Inc., in the online realm – but traffic is slow to start up, and you the web marketer, in a state of pure desperation find yourself up late one evening combing through your web analytics program for some glimmer, some small prayer of a clue as to who it is that’s visiting your site, just a tiny glimpse into the mind of the elusive creature known as the “customer.”

Back in the sad-dle agay-ee-hyun

Haha, so, after a long, long, very long, incredibly long interim period, I realized my $15.00 subscription to custom CSS had died and my blog now looked hideous again. So much for being the prettiest blog in all the land. I think I may have underestimated the potential of this blog though. We’ll see if I can manage to post more frequently here from now on.

Random thought: Steven Tyler – how does a guy who basically looks like some kind of pre-op transgendered frog-person garner such a reputation for being ‘hot?’ My theory: Satan is his PR guy. That or people are flippin’ crazy.

Uhh.. where to begin. Obviously a lot has changed since whenever the heck it was I last posted an entry here. I think I wasn’t quite taking this blog seriously for a while, but as long as I’ve got it I might as well make it useful, yeah? I’ve always got lots of ideas floating around in my head about philosophical meaning of life mumbo-jumbo, opinions about the news, culture, faith, frog-faced celebrities, etc. Couldn’t hurt to share. While I’m at it I could always use a good place to gripe about all my woes. Or share some info about my job and what I do there.

So I think I’ll try to do some more of that kind of stuff. There may not be many people who ever visit this place, but maybe if I make it a little less sucky and update more often that can change as well. I’ll try to share as much interesting stuff with you cyber friendly folks as possible. News, videos, stories, ideas, artworks, info about other websites, my job, etc., this could be a cool place to share all that stuff with the world.

So let’s do that.

-Dennis

Most depressing post ever

I’m sick of living! LOLOLOLOL

No seriously, I want to die!!! ROFLCOPTERZ!!!

I’m morbidly depressed!

And fucking bored to boot! Fuck!

WAHAHAHA~!!!

Whatever small fragment of my soul still lives on inside the mostly hollow shell that is my body is weeping its eyes out while the rest of me giggles. I’m very sad. Must be the time of year. I guess I must still be missing you.

Mabinogi: G2 and beyond

Well, it’s been awhile since I last posted anything about Mabinogi, and seeing as a whole Generation and a half has passed since then, maybe it’s time I got back on the bandwagon.

Well, looking back, it looks like I was wild with hero-worship of that Batsu guy, but looking back, should I have been? Bangor was important, since for some reason North America’s Walter doesn’t actually sell the cooking gear that the online faq’s say he does. Nor does Glenda or anybody except the chick in Bangor. Which was why I was so frustrated that it took so long to open Bangor. But then G1 rolled along and I rebirthed and got a new outlook on life – and fished til I couldn’t fish no more!