{"id":443,"date":"2001-07-20T08:03:00","date_gmt":"2001-07-20T08:03:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog2\/?p=443"},"modified":"2001-07-20T08:03:00","modified_gmt":"2001-07-20T08:03:00","slug":"i_gotta_find_th","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/i_gotta_find_th\/","title":{"rendered":"i gotta find the secrets!"},"content":{"rendered":"

i couldn’t hit a red light on the drive home last night to save my life. i think i blew my old record for the return-commute out of the water. if only i’d thought to look at the clock before i left the parking lot. in retrospect, i think it was just the traffic gods giving me a bit of a break because they knew the bridge would be closed this morning and i’d have to fight to get to work today.
\nin other news, i think i’m addicted to quake. no, really. i got up at 5:15 this morning, got washed, dressed, etc. as i had time to kill, i sat at the computer and fired up quake. i looked at the clock what seemed a minute later and i’d already spent forty minutes playing. i’m making some good progress, actually. i just wish the limits for ammo were higher and it didn’t take so long to reload the fucking shotgun. anyway… oh. right. my point is that i haven’t felt such a need to play a game since lands of lore<\/i> back in the mid-90’s. this is good, though. it’s theraputic to shoot the shit out of stroggs. right?
\ni got email from goddess<\/A> this morning asking if i’m going to visit paige<\/A> with her in october. i’d been looking at fares, yes. i’d thought about it, yes. but, all that looking and thinking was done in a “there’s no way she’d want me to come and interrupt her time with a friend” mindset. of course, i haven’t talked seriously about going with paige, herself, yet. there are also circumstances (mostly financial) i have to take into consideration. it’d be a nice trip. i have other friends in minnesota i could see while i’m there. i’m not going to worcester, as i usually do in the fall, so i’m not going to disappoint anyone by going elsewhere. i think it’s time to make a list.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

i couldn’t hit a red light on the drive home last night to save my life. i think i blew my old record for the return-commute out of the water. if only i’d thought to look at the clock before i left the parking lot. in retrospect, i think it was just the traffic gods …<\/span> Read More →<\/span><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-443","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-words"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/443","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=443"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/443\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=443"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=443"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=443"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}