Mike Hunt

Well, that title should scare off any potential female readers, haha.
I was wondering if I should make a video entitled 'Mike Hunt', but instead opted for the more expansive 'Michael Hunt'.
There was already a video entitled 'Mike Hunt'.

Anyway, I made several videos, and I'm not done yet.

I am turning on EverQuest, so I can get some things done.

Damn, I have to 'go to the bathroom' or the more polite 'use the restroom'.

I did pay my AT & T bill with no human interaction whatsoever at their store. I just used their kiosk, and that was that.

Oh yeah, yoga class today. I had to cover my ears during chavasana today. Couldn't stand what I interpret as 'baby talk'. It was a sub today. I can only listen to so much of her, though she means well, I think. Same class every time more or less, I don't know what her deal is, if there even is one.
The actual movements are fine, but I'm not a fan of her accompanying dialogue.

I write all this stuff on my blog, I don't expect anyone to actually read this. If they do, I'll be fucking surprised, and I'd have to ask them, "Why?"

Anyway, I have a lot to do.

I decided I would use this blog as my writing tablet just to work out my thoughts while I am in the studio. I get confused in here sometimes with so much going on.

You know how it is.

Wow, a dialogue with myself, how fun.

Actually, I've been thinking of working on some dialogues here.

Anyways.

Scummy is halfway through level 27.

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Bathroom, smoke shop, bought my Bugler and David Nacho Cheese sunflower seeds.

I got hooked on sunflower seeds after working the ball park. They are nice to have once in a while.

The rest of the day I will paint, play games, hopefully talk to my brother, and hope for lots of hits on youtube. I will screw around on Facebook, check my hotmail, and enjoy myself.

Nothing else to do.

I had a nice lunch of Barbecue Pork chow mein. That was good. I had tea and water as usual with it.

I like hot sauce and soy sauce.

I guess anybody who wanted to could read this, but is this the real me? Who knows? It is just words.

Damn, man. A skeletal ogre killed my pet skeleton 'Gebatik'. I had to make a new one. His name is 'Xerartik'. Hate when my pet gets killed. Vengeance shall be mine upon the undead of Norrath. haha.

I need coffee. Bad. Beer doesn't sound like a bad idea, but coffee is good for now. Beer doesn't do much for me except make me fat. Sometimes, though, a beer is the best thing. Sometimes water is the best thing, depends.

I'm glad no band has started up yet. I am thankful for the silence.

I am trying to think something through, not sure what it is.

I know I should check my g-mail.

It's all just a game, isn't it? It sure is.

Now what? What now?

I just want to have fun.

A favorite bartender is quitting. Eeek. I don't blame him.

I got blue paint on my new pair of pants today. Typical of me.

I just fill pages with words. It doesn't mean anything.

To me, writing is like pissing, you can quote me on that, haha.

Set up the keyboard in a new place? The fuck. Where do I put it? It's a good question. I want access to it.

Here comes a band member again, probably the drummer. Makes it hard to think. That is one problem. If he could play good, that would help, I might even to be able to jam out a little to some good drumming on a regular basis, but I had to get someone with not much talent.

Yikes.

If you don't have talent, and you play a loud instrument, that sucks.

I'd better stop with this blog now. That is why I lost the last one, kept it open for too long.