Wii 2 Thoughts

So, after some thought, I've decided I may or may not purchase the new system.  Basically, what I would need to see from the system to purchase it would be games that exceed the Wii's.  Here is a list of some of my dream games.

-A New Super Smash Bros., preferably with Jill Valentine playable (artwork (c) evilwaluigi.deviantart.com).

-A game with Tifa Lockheart from Final Fantasy VII.

-A game with my fan-shipping of Samus and Zelda (artwork (c) justmangas.deviantart.com).

-A new Mario RPG with Bowser as an ally.

-The ability to transfer save data from every single game played on the Wii and Gamecube to the new console.

-One of Square-Enix's new Tomb Raider games.

-A game with Mario, Bowser, Peach, Zelda, Samus and Jill playable (ideas above).

-Lynyrd Skynyrd Rock Band.

-Cyrus family+Demi Lovato Rock Band.
Now, if these aren't on the system, I'll still check it out via Nintendo Power and Wikipedia.  Heck, those guys convinced me I need a 3DS so I can play all the third-party (mostly Capcom with Street Fighter and Resident Evil) games coming to the system.  But for now, I must wait.

Wii 2 Blues

I am so depressed by this changing world that I endlessly become an Internet and video game junkie in order to create some sort of order and distract myself.  I want control so badly, to do what’s right for God.  I feel like I’ve lost potential, just seeing things happen and there isn’t a darn thing I can do about them.  I want to play my Wii games forever, not lose them to time as they helped me mature mentally and develop Jungian characters within my mind; 

the hero (Mario), 

the greedy comical oaf (Bowser), 

the princess (Peach), 

the wise shy one and her lesbian huntress bodyguard-lover (Zelda and Samus, artwork (c) justmangas.deviantart.com), 

the wounded police officer who needs kind friends (Jill Valentine, artwork (c) jaja316.deviantart.com), 

the adventurous Indiana Jones-type (Lara Croft), 

the shy yet loyal younger brother (Luigi), 

his boisterous, fun-loving girlfriend (Daisy), 

the quiet observer who loves deeply (Rosalina), 

the vengeance-driven officer of justice (Chun-Li, artwork (c) takilmar.deviantart.com),

The excitable women fighters (Mai Shiranui and Yuri Sakazaki),

and the menacing, heartless evil villains that seek to hurt them (Smithy, Dimentio, Wesker, Phazon, Ridley, Ganondorf, Tabuu).  Yet my mind also says “They may make a game where these all ARE together, so you better buy that next gaming system.”  My brother just plays the games and doesn’t see these things, oftentimes, I wish I were him, so I’d be free from all the things that trouble me.

Karaoke night

Well, I had fun last night at karaoke, singing Achy Breaky Heart and I Love Rock and Roll.  It was so much fun to rock out that I made a playlist in iTunes of both songs and The Beatles Rock Band songs I had sung earlier that day.  I'm feeling better, but still a little anxious about my dreams.

The Cult of Carlin

Two people on Facebook today shared a video of George Carlin denouncing religion.  I was unaware it was insult us all day.  I tried arguing, but they called me judgmental for saying I wouldn't seek Earthly glory like those who insult us tend to do and unintelligent for believing in the Bible.  This is exactly what I wish to combat, the growing anti-Christian bias in America.  It seems that as days go on, more and more people like to call us stupid, judgmental idiots, saying we're all Sarah Palin and Glenn Beck.  I'm not ashamed of my Faith, but it feels like soon we'll be outlawed and thrown in prison, all for worshiping Jesus.  This is why I want to make the documentary, so the world will see the Moderate side of our Faith, the universal-love-promoting Cyrus, Lovato and Williams families.  But it feels often like it's too late and I'll just end up in prison to be tortured for seven years before the Second Coming.  If anyone has some sort of connections for my ambitious dreams to come true, let them speak and let God be glorified!

Get what you got coming

I'm listening to this awesome Van Zant song right now, fresh off crushing my demons.  I saved the character, learned about prodigal sons and lost elder brothers, I'm feeling better.  Now if only the M's could win, I hate the idea of going 2-160!

Anger and Depression

I'm upset that the Mariners keep losing, their fans growing irate to the point that they want the team to trade its stars and possibly move.  Tomorrow, I'm going to revisit the story of torture and try to give the character love by placing her in a story of support.  This also upsets me, not because I think that might make me gay (I want children and love women so much), but because it was painful to read.

Update 2: electric boogaloo

Well, I joined Twitter at twitter.com/djshort89  and am watching Indiana Jones on USA right now.  I'm looking for a full-time job and working on my dreams, I hope to make my documentary, work for Nintendo, make those movies, and do voice-acting on the side the whole way.  I'm also dealing with those issues that sprang up last time in my own way, writing about them and fixing them to my perspective.  I just also got a pang of depression to hear about Jack Wilson's difficulties with my favorite ball club, but I think it'll pass.

Issues with Fantasy and Reality

Well, let's start off with some positive bits.  I am seriously considering getting a Twitter account since Miley Cyrus, Demi Lovato, Brandi Cyrus and Hayley Williams are all on it, so I could possibly pursue my dreams through that.
Now for the crappy stuff.  Every time the Mariners lose a game, I get paranoid.  Did I do something wrong?  Should I have done something different?  I worry about how everyone thinks of the team, I love them, win or lose.  It feels like we're condemned to loserdom.
Then is the worst thing ever of all time.  Sometimes, for me, life gets tough, so I go on the internet and read stories.  Sometimes, they're good, sometimes, they wreak havoc on me.  One that did so is a sadistic tale where a half-demonic goth decides to use voodoo dolls to torment three cheerleaders who made fun of her, making one lose her breasts, grow excessive body hair, an Adam's Apple and a male's privates out of her own female privates.  This not only sickens me, it scares me for some reason.  My anxiety keeps the horrid details within my mind, saying that they deserved it and that there's nothing I could do for someone who doesn't even exist.  I do not think this person deserved this punishment and I think all people in physical pain should seek God, He will help.  Straight people, Gay People, hermaphroditic people, all should seek the Lord, as He loves them.  I just wish I could say that, but the horrible details of this sadistic punishment continue to be looped in my mind.  Sorry if this disturbs you guys, but I want some freedom from this nightmare, and blogging came to mind, let it out.

Update

Hey guys.
Well, I've got a little anxiety still, Men of Faith on Facebook likes to link to that guy who believes that homosexuality is something to repent or die with.  I'd quit them, but they're pretty great otherwise.  Beyond that, Miley's older sister Brandi kind of shook me up by saying "don't let anyone fool you, every single person in the music business industry is only out for themselves."  Which to me says, the supergroup of Miley, Demi, Brandi and Hayley is unlikely (though Twitter and interviews show them to be pretty much the best of friends), but I really want to see it, even if it means flying to Los Angeles with very little money.  I'd like you guys to pray for my dreams and the Japanese, since God is Almighty and gave me this heart for these things.
The Mariners took Opening Day in Oakland, which makes me happy.  I'm really looking forward to seeing these two teams lock horns in three weeks with my Dad's family.  Hopefully, the Mariners will keep performing this well (knock on wood).  I've got a record six games to see this year, with the M's playing the A's, Phillies, Marlins, Padres, Rangers and Rays.  I'm so excited for it!