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Job: Poet
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Would you like to? I have too many projects in line, but not enough time, so I'd be happy if you'd be happy to make people happy and:
- Submit games frequently
1 game each day, or more. You can easily post a bunch of games in one day at predefined dates (so they post themselves after that).
- Add Previews to existing games
So, hmm, there's about a thousand of them. No worries though, it's not a must-do, and if you would do you would have all the time in the world too.
- Moderate user submissions
If there are any, you play the game, the just click "yes" or "no".
- That's all
If you have some more creativity spinning in your mind, I can always script together a few new features. Send me a PM or comment on this and I'll PM you if you're interested.
You don't need to know much of anything to manage the arcade, it's simple business, just download games, fill in a form, and press "Submit". Currently it's all non-profit, so no money for you either - if you accept., but it's fun! :) I'll be awaiting applications, hope the title was tempting enugh.
0 comments | Log in to comment! | Share this!Winter is cold.
I noticed this last year too.
What a coincidence.
Heeding Guidos, where is all the time flying to?! Another week just ended, so here's the consice summariation of this ones variable events. All movies displayed on the common television channels this week have been ones I've already seen, which is a bit depressing in concept, but otherwise a great contribution of time. I've worked masterpieces with my websites, but it seems the more I do the more needs to be done. Such as the monotone task of adding tags and titles to 1154 gallery images... one I had to tackle with great residue, and after two hour shifts and more each day of the week it is finally halfways done, aaargh. Anyhow, I've reorganized the "old" cyberdb version files, added a hundred pieces of text to the new library section, wondered why the database just suddenly vanished the first time I started adding downloads to the database, and tags to the gallery images, suspecting that my host was resonsable, being a bit annoyed of all the wasted time, creating a simple dictionary script with about a hundred webrelated terms for the immense joy of my visitors, browsing through and deleting bookmarks - taking care of all interesting content, reorganizing my sites link directory, making a few new themes, translating one commercial scripts language file to my native language, fixing websites for my three current webmastering clients and working on a few other unrememberable sortees. All of this is probably of no interest to you, but whatever, I'm supposed to say what I've been doing here.
I watched the entire Super Mario 3 animated series from the 1990s as well, and the real live actiopacked movie (which I really enjoyed, despite the despiseful critique I've heard against it), stayed at my cousins place all Saturday playing videogames and eating tasty crap, jogging three times, taking long refreshing walks every morning (lately they've started stressing the hell out of me though, I walk everyday to the same place but at twice the pace so I can get more stuff done). Oh btw, it started snowing today! And now that it's night and the air below zero it'll stay till tomorrow morning too, yay, woo! :D I've been trying to get a hold of someone whos dog needs guarding to, but after a dussin tries and still no answer I decided it was time to cancel my desperate attempts of outreach. Plans for next week: starting the writings of three novels for three seperate contests in November & December, booking a drive at a slippery text facility and adding a SHITLOAD of features to my website, not least the webdesign section I've been planning on marketing before Christmas in hopes of catching some clients that feel like giving away websites as gifts. Now that my site has a whole new level of userinteraction, again (this time homecoded) I feel pretty happy about it, much more visionary than I've been situally for the last few months. So, anyhow, I won't be having the liberty of reviewing/posting much here at NG for the past and the coming week, but after that I do have some goals to reach before the New Yar arrives. CyberDevil over and out, will be back for another post in less than 7 days. Bless the illessive delays! :P

It's the end of this line
The line that you drew
It's been spoiled in due time
And I'm blind to it's truce
It's the end of this line
The line of good use
It's been boiled and confined
And build prime with residue
Can I find a place so sweet
Filled with harmony and caucasions
Can I find a place to spin wheat
Under almond trees between nations
Can I find a place with slim heat
Filled with fields so grey by railed concrete
Where the days flow by like brown lime leaves
And we sit and we wait for the wind
It's the end of the drained grains that you brings
The end of all that s fair and we cherrish
The end of the reason and dreams - birds that sing
The reckoning, where all redurations will perish
And live by a law without all
The notions we fold
This world grew too old
With time
With time
This world grew too old
A short poetical fetish
0 comments | Log in to comment! | Share this!Yeah I know it's a bit late.
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A short Haiku I wrote . . .
Run Run Run
Run Run Run Run Run Run Run
Run Run Run
Nother Piece of Poetry
I have a handful of hearts
A heartful of stone
A hand filled with rocks
A heart bound by bone
A cage filled with life
Inside piles of flesh
With eyes to look out
Into lies so fresh
So frown upon you
The foul play you do
So foul so confused
Crowned with new jewels
An essense like measels
And shivers like bugs
The peasents play lethal
With passtime I shrug
Away
0 comments | Log in to comment! | Share this!A poetical piece of mine.
When the world is thin
We get trapped within
When the world is wide
We get lost inside
When the world is tame
We give it all the blame
When the world goes wild
We all change our lifes
When the world is weak
We don't even dare speak
When the world is strong
Seems we can't get along
When the world is flat
We won't let it stay like that
When the world is round
Seems we still haven't found
The answers
2 comments | Log in to comment! | Share this!The days fly so fast. I planned on finally splotting in a time for my drivers test in the tight schedule and this weekend take a rest, then I on a whim decided that my site was wearing thin, and I threw together a better content manage system of all things. Wham. You can submit articles, rate, comment, view pictures, download a few of my files. And the best features into the script I threw, regrettably they'll be unaccessible for you, they consist of an admin panel and some other hidden tools. I'm swatting bugs like mad, trying to fix a way to open all pages in frames without placing all pages in frames and not moving away all the site functions from the header files. Did I mention everything is stored in flatfiles too? Old version of the site is still intact, all content, I made an oath to never remove anything despite of how old it grows.
It's groovy. And today I went to see a movie, Quantom of Solace. Haven't slept much for three days. Started by going to bed at three, up at ten, and then you see, twas repeated again. I worked on my site way past midnight, then woke up early when the screen shone bright, I spent a day at my friends place, and took the first train the next morning back, gratulated dad on the day children lack, spent the rest at another buddy of me, they all gave me entertainment and food generously. Pancake cakes, with 28 layers, Pizza, Chocolate, Marvelous things. Now I sit here weary with eyes above deep purple rings. Feeling heavy. Been a great week, lots of tasks done, and and check out shoo.Be too everyone, a new service of mine. Time, for some well earned sleep this Sunday. And forgive my rotten poetic mishaps, won't batter the end.

