Saturday, January 29, 2011

League of Legends Quickbuild Template

Lately, in between too much school and work and too little sleep, Runescape, and LOL I have been working on a quickbuild template for LOL know, that information you can't remember ingame that takes ages to write down.

The actual Word document has been posted here
 In the meantime, here is a screenshot:

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Why Losing at Games Makes Me Sad

So over the past week I've been playing League of Legends a fair bit, which is to say, I've actually been spending more time on it than I have on Runescape.

I have spent most of my life laboring under the misapprehension that the more time you spend doing something, the better you get at it. This was not true for me when it came to calculus, and I spent three semesters getting C's despite doing an increasing amount of homework. I thought this was an anomaly in the system.

Well, I've done found the other anomaly.

When I was a mere level 3 summoner, I ventured into my first 'real' game against real players, and, while a pulse-pounding adrenaline rush, turned out to be not as terrifying as I thought. I could actually win playing against real people!

Now, at level 11, I've had a string of horrible defeats.

The thing about losing at games is that apparently there's some part of my brain that has this equation:

Winning ==  good.
Good ==happy
Happy == self worth.

Break any of this chain, and the 'self worth' bit comes into question.

The thing is, I don't know if I actually suck or just have bad luck.

Does it matter? If I was any good I should be able to overcome any amount of bad luck, right?

Monday, January 17, 2011

More on School 'Cause That's What I've Been Doing

Well, a week of school has been survived, with one class dragging me out of bed at o'darkthirty, I mean, 6am every morning so I can have my coffee ritual before getting to class at 8am. Then I don't get home until 9pm or 1030pm on those days, making them excessively long days where I walk in the door and hope I don't miss the bed as I fall at the end of the day. I'm actually taking a class for the sheer pleasure of it this semester, namely galactic and extragalactic physics. About galaxies and stuff.

Then there's a slew of geology classes and an English class required for me to get my BS in Geology at the end of the semester. Comparative Planetology is another fun class that is really relevant to what I want to do in life, so hopefully everything goes cool with that.

Yesterday we made a trip to Costco and I managed to not pass out from the sudden removal of that many pennies from my bank account. On the other hand, I ended up buried for two and a half hours under a package of paper towels while being barricaded in on one side by packages of toilet paper. I was in the back seat with roommate because LOML demanded that our friend J____ ride in the front so he could have someone to talk with on the ride home.

Twenty four hours later most of the signs of the Penny Massacre of 2011 has been hidden from immediate view. Just don't open the refrigerator. Or the cabinet. Or the other  cabinet. Or the mini fridge. You know, just don't open anything.

Monday, January 10, 2011


So newsflash: several weeks of sleeping when you want and staying awake when you want can make a return to the reality of school and work mildly difficult. I got mildy stomach-achey (read: got-full-of-gravel feeling) on Friday, which lasted through Saturday, which I'm sure failed to help in any way.

So, since getting out of bed at 8am, my body has attempted to fall asleep at random times (like 2pm, 4pm, 6pm) and I'm afraid I'm not currently awake. I am merely still at school waiting for LOML to get out of class and am staring glassily at a computer while wondering if the floor would be softer than the chair I'm sitting in. I could start reading some of my better-be-worth-their-weight-in-gold textbooks but that means I'd actually have to focus on the tiny print, and I'm not sure than my brain is possible of processing that sort of information.

Tomorrow's gonna see me at school from 8am to 9pm. Hello, semi-hallowed halls of learning. I'm sure I'll be spending many a hour in hazy uncertainty over the next few months.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

The Beginning of the Year

So it's been 2011 for almost a week already and I'm trying to remain in denial of school starting again next week.

My schedule is creeping back around to the point where I may actually not find transitioning to 8 o'clock classes that difficult...Aw, who am I kidding? I have at least one day (Tuesdays) scheduled to be an 8 am to 10:30 pm day, so the world should be preparing to tremble.

It seems as though the first blog post of year is supposed to be some kind of resolutions list, but frankly, there's nothing I want to resolve to do that I wasn't resolving to do already, i.e. pass classes, go to the beach more, sleep in every chance I get, remember to eat my fruits and veggies, keep pursuing 99 slayer, etc. etc. etc..

Apparently getting up at 2am and suffering through the light of day is taking a heavier toll on me than I thought it would.