Something's not right, but I guess it's okay

OMG it's Thursday. I actually have nothing to whine about.  I kinda feel like something's wrong.  I'd be super excited if I was in a different timezone where I'd come home and it was already Patchmas, but I've got to wait a few hours and by then it's too late to really take advantage of it.

Instead of complaining, I'll talk about a thing I'm trying to do.

Have you ever heard of the Children's Miracle Network? How about Extra-Life? Twitch?  I've signed up with Extra-Life to participate in their fundraising for the Children's Miracle Network and I have a Twitch stream to show my gaming on I guess.  My goal is $200, and regardless of whether I get it ahead of time I'll still be abusing myself for awhile to make a 24 hour stream of me playing something(s).  If you're interested, you can find my Twitch stream AND my Extra-life page by searching for JayMitsuru or following those last two links.  The Twitch stream will be dead most of the time, but you know, if you subscribe or something I'm pretty sure it'll tell you when I'm streaming. Mostly lately I've been playing Shadowrun Chronicles and X-Com Apocalypse. I may shift to playing some emulated SNES stuff, at which point I'll probably stream more often.

I really don't have much else to talk about.  I'll probably ramble here a little everyday because now that I've started it is somewhat cathartic after a day of work.

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