I have been a long-time player of KoL, playing on and off, and I just started yesterday for, like, the sixth time. I'm having a really fun time now except my charachter is totally konked on his gnaga hide couch.
So I'm listening to Radio KoL and I learn that I missed out on the Blog Like You've Never Blogged Before event thing. At first I didn't really care, but then I heard that it had something to do with zombies. I wish I could have been there. It will be one of my deepest regrets that I missed out on getting eaten by a definitely not-a-figment-of-my-imagination zombie.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Halo is a Fun Game
Last night, I was up till 3:00 AM playing Halo 2 with my brother and his friend. I think the first Halo was better. That game was kickass! But I am extraordinarily angry that they didn't include the goddamn Assault Rifle! Anyways, I got my amateur ass whooped in split screen. Ouch.
Friday, June 15, 2007
Holy Shit Yum Yum W00t!!!
I just saw 300. It was fucking awesome. I don't think that there's any way to describe its asskickin-nossity. It was so great, I might just jack off.
Its so funny how all the soldiers wear nothing but a cape and a speedo. I'd wear those duds. Smexy...
I'm sorry, I just can't write about 300 any more. Its just to damn fucking awesome. Instead, I'm just gonna talk about assorted underpants.
Tighty Whities: Everyones puts downs the tighties. I never understood why. Tighty whities are perfectly fine. They don't ride up in to your crotch and they give your loins room to breath.
Thongs/Banana Hammocks: I've never worn a thong but I image it must feel crappy to wear them. They're so fucking skinny... Bleh.
Briefs: Briefs are good. I like briefs. My only problem with briefs is that when you raise your leg to, say, get on a bike, briefs compress your balls like nobody's business.
Okay, that's all the types of underwear I can think of right now. I gotta get some sleep 'cause I gotta go do some filming with my friends tomorrow and I'm gonna be spending the majority of the morning looking for a fake mustache. We're gonna be filming a fake movie trailer, something to do with a bomb. Its gonna be fun. And ridiculous.
Its so funny how all the soldiers wear nothing but a cape and a speedo. I'd wear those duds. Smexy...
I'm sorry, I just can't write about 300 any more. Its just to damn fucking awesome. Instead, I'm just gonna talk about assorted underpants.
Tighty Whities: Everyones puts downs the tighties. I never understood why. Tighty whities are perfectly fine. They don't ride up in to your crotch and they give your loins room to breath.
Thongs/Banana Hammocks: I've never worn a thong but I image it must feel crappy to wear them. They're so fucking skinny... Bleh.
Briefs: Briefs are good. I like briefs. My only problem with briefs is that when you raise your leg to, say, get on a bike, briefs compress your balls like nobody's business.
Okay, that's all the types of underwear I can think of right now. I gotta get some sleep 'cause I gotta go do some filming with my friends tomorrow and I'm gonna be spending the majority of the morning looking for a fake mustache. We're gonna be filming a fake movie trailer, something to do with a bomb. Its gonna be fun. And ridiculous.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
This Spy's Gonna Have Nightmares
Ok, for one thing, I totally feel like a spy, all haxing that sight and shit. Today, my friend got the password again by using the I Forgot my Password button, so I changed the emailing address to john_smith02089@hotmail.com. (On a side note, apparently the ZIP code I used is worth $18, 122, 504 or something close to that.) Now I can change the pass without that damn meddlesome I Forgot my Password button.
In other news thats still related to the title I was reading MSN news and I saw the most disturbing picture of Marilyn Manson (see here). Now I'm really mad at Marilyn Mansion for scaring me.
I'm also mad because I just ate McDonald's french fries. I feel really guilty. I also feel like I'm gonna throw up. Each time I took a bite, grease actually puddled into my mouth.
In other news thats still related to the title I was reading MSN news and I saw the most disturbing picture of Marilyn Manson (see here). Now I'm really mad at Marilyn Mansion for scaring me.
I'm also mad because I just ate McDonald's french fries. I feel really guilty. I also feel like I'm gonna throw up. Each time I took a bite, grease actually puddled into my mouth.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
That Was Easy...
Okay, so I just cracked my dumbass friends' site. It was waaaay too easy. Kinda creepy actually.
The site is retarded. All my friends are obsessed with who likes who and so they made a site about it. The only reason I know about it is that I sit behind three of the biggest gossipers.
The site is retarded. All my friends are obsessed with who likes who and so they made a site about it. The only reason I know about it is that I sit behind three of the biggest gossipers.
Monday, June 11, 2007
...
I just read that last post I just made and I've come to an amazing revelation. You can tell you need a girl friend when you start thinking that triple shot no-foam soy milk lattes (comic ones, no less) start to look hot.
Questionable Content, Lattes and Woodies.
Okay, I have some how managed to both disturb myself to no end and give myself a woody without knowing how. On Sunday, I was reading a lot of Questionable Content (almost 300 comics spread through the day. What? Its a good comic.) and after reading this one, my pants were like a tent. I can only come up with two reasons for this. Number one is that I'm attracted to comic characters. Number two is that I'm attracted to triple shot no-foam soy milk lattes. I'm guessing the latter. There's just something mysteriously sexy about a soy milk latte, doubly so when its no-foam. Triply so when its a triple shot. I guess that makes this latte a quintuply mysteriously sexy triple shot no-foam soy milk latte. Mmmm, sexy...
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Best T-Shirts EVAR!
I just found some of the absolute best t-shirts EVAR! I'd love to buy one, but they're all so wonderfully delicious, I just can't decide... Plus, they're a little beyond my price range (they're actually pretty good prices for t-shirts but I'm dirt poor). The t-shirts are for a comic called Questionable Content. I've been a long time reader but I never had any idea that they had such awesome merch! Anyways, here's a link to QC and now I'm off to eat some home-grown, uncut banana bread. Oh yeah... Baby.
Oficially Creepy!
Once when I was sitting at a library computer, out of the corner of my eye, I see this old dude on an online casino. But he's not playing. He's just staring at this add for porn on the site. It was just... Eugh...
Another thing was something my brother just told me. He's been having this reoccurring dream where he's got this big-ass heart-shaped scab right in the middle of his chest. He got it by falling on a rock. For some reason, my bro has gotta pick of the scab. Apparently it doesn't hurt to pick of the scab, but under the scab its all bloody and disgusting. Gross sounding, eh?
I once had a dream where everything was in comic book art with comic book characters. I think it was actually just Jason. So not actually comic characters. Anyways, there was this dude in a big truck driving in the middle of the night when suddenly Jason comes out of no where, lands on the truck, pulls the guy out of the truck through the window (Ouch!) and eats his head! Jason did some other bad things in that dream, all directed toward truckers. Jason just had something against truckers. Maybe one ran over his dog?
Another thing was something my brother just told me. He's been having this reoccurring dream where he's got this big-ass heart-shaped scab right in the middle of his chest. He got it by falling on a rock. For some reason, my bro has gotta pick of the scab. Apparently it doesn't hurt to pick of the scab, but under the scab its all bloody and disgusting. Gross sounding, eh?
I once had a dream where everything was in comic book art with comic book characters. I think it was actually just Jason. So not actually comic characters. Anyways, there was this dude in a big truck driving in the middle of the night when suddenly Jason comes out of no where, lands on the truck, pulls the guy out of the truck through the window (Ouch!) and eats his head! Jason did some other bad things in that dream, all directed toward truckers. Jason just had something against truckers. Maybe one ran over his dog?
La Sob
I've got this little picture in my room of a little boy jumping over a candle. When I look at the picture, in my head the candle turns into a giant camp fire and the boys pants catch on fire. Then it just skips to the part where the boy's rolling on the ground, completely engulfed in fire. Then, when I try to cheer myself up, I stick a unicorn in the picture. But then a bear eats the unicorn. Then I start to cry... *Sob*... But seriously, I'm really scared of getting set on fire, or burning alive. Thats why I'm afraid of a giant camp fire hiding under my bed. For some reason, fire is just so damn entertaining. So I play with matches or burn paper in my kitchen sink. But then I realize I might set myself on fire (probably not gonna happen, but still!). Oh, and the bear eating the unicorn never happens. But last night I was singing a song about a unicorn called Fred getting eaten by a bear named Ted!
Big News
I just wanted to let y'all know that I started a little news column on the side bar. Each article of news is in a different color because I can't make a god damned space between each thing.
Deep...
I wonder what happens to you when you die? Maybe the entire world was just a big figment of your imagination and when you die, so does the rest of the world... Maybe everyone has their own little world where we all exist but the world is completely different for them and things are just sort of translated from one person's world to another's... Maybe Henry's world is just a big puddle of mud or something, and there's a completely language (or languages) and things like the T.V. or the car were never invented. That would just be freaky... An entire world created by your subconscious... If that were true, what I'm writing right now could be completely altered according to the readers universe of reality... Hey, maybe you don't just make the world, maybe you make the entire universe! The thing is, if that was true, wouldn't it be impossible to verify if it was true? You'll never be certain if this is true because, while all the people still exist, what they see, say, hear, feel and know is completely altered. I say car, you hear scrshcalln or something you can't even pronounce with the human tongue. Maybe Henry says things with his stomach! and it means something totally different, perhaps some sort of other commonly-used mode of transport
Back on the subject of dying, maybe you really do go to some sort of after-life. Or maybe you get reincarnated. Maybe, instead of creating the physical world that you live in, you create the after-world. I gotta stop writing, I'm giving myself a head ache...
Back on the subject of dying, maybe you really do go to some sort of after-life. Or maybe you get reincarnated. Maybe, instead of creating the physical world that you live in, you create the after-world. I gotta stop writing, I'm giving myself a head ache...
Saturday, June 9, 2007
Its like a fucking reptile zoo in here!
I just saw Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Johnny Depp's performance was very good. The movie itself wasn't super amazing or anything, but the acting was pretty good. There were a number of really great one liners in it such as Depp's line while high on acid in a casino bar "Jesus Christ. Its like a fucking reptile zoo in here. And someones giving these things booze!". That one made me laugh. The movie was just so ridiculous and yet it had this strange feeling of reality to it. Del Toro's character was just an absolute bastard. the movie was funny and odd and funny, but at the same time you just had this feeling that something really bad was gonna happen, as is usual in films like Fear and Loathing. Everyone just seems so volatile, ready to explode or crack. It was pretty good. I liked it.
I'm Back!
Hey all! I'm back from my camping trip. Right now I'm sitting, listening to the Arcade Fire and typing. I'm havin' a good day.
Here's my trip.
First we arrived at the ferry terminal. We took a ferry to somewhere and then wait for about an hour for the bus to arrive. It was around a 3 hour bus ride to another ferry terminal where we had to wait for another three hours. While we were waiting, some kids who had gone hiking had brought back a dog who we named Alfalfa. The ferry arrived (it was really shitty). We arrived at Powell River and took yet another bus to the camp. But it wasn't really a camp. It was definitely not what we had expected. The place was this kind of bleak building in the middle of this town. We thought we were gonna be in a cabin in the middle of a a forest or something. Anyways, we went inside, found our dorms, put our luggage and went outside to play some games in a field. Then we had dinner, went to our dorms and were supposed to go to sleep, but since going to sleep right away on the first night of something or other is lame, we stayed up till 1:00 (or at least me and the guys in my room did). On Tuesday me and some other people had to get packed and then we went on a bus to a forest to go camping. We were given tarps to build our own shelters (my groups was pretty good, I think) and then we got to go canoing and, after, hiking. Then we unpacked our sleeping bags and stuff and played games in the forest. The highlight of that day for me was when we played Capture-the-Flag. I found the flag really quick, by accident, while getting chased in the forest and then I made it past the line with the flag. It was cool. :P
Tuesday night was really fun, but at the same time it was really shitty. It was raining all night and our tarp started to sag until rain water would pool on the edge and then fall and splash on the ground. Me an' the other kids in my group had a party, playing Truth or Dare, doing stupid shit and just generally being guys. I hadn't done that in so long. I can't really say some of the stuff we did on the internet since probably the only people who'll read this will be my friends and that'd be really embarrassing, but I can tell you that, after something, the kid beside me, a kind of freaky wierdo, started grabbing my ass. It was hilarious but, at the same time, scaring.
Wednesday was the most awful experience I have ever had camping. All our stuff was soaking wet and we got this awful breakfast. When we finally left, we were all really pissed off but were excited because we got to have warm showers and the other kids would have to camp overnight at that hell hole while we got to move into each others rooms and have parties. Of course my teacher thought that it would be cruel to let the other kids stay at the camp, so they got to come back. It sucked. But then, it wasn't actually that bad 'cause we got to have fun anyways. That night me and my friend started drawing on the other kids in our dorm's faces. Then we stuck a receipt in one kids mouth. God, I wish we had had a camera that night.
On Thursday we got to go snorkling. I saw some cool stuff, like some huge starfish, little fishies and some crabs. Leaving water in a wet suit feels really weird 'cause you're on land and yet your body is surrounded in water. After that, we got to go to a beach where we learned how to make a fire and use a compass. We would have gone mountain climbing, but it was too wet.
The Arcade Fire is done. Now I'm listening to a mix tape my friend made me. Hurray!
Friday was the only sunny day we got. On that day, we went to an archery range, played some frisbee and packed our shit to leave. We took all the buses and the ferries (on the three hour bus I had to go pee the entire way) and went home. The trip was really great, but for some reason, the ferry rides were actually more fun then the trip its self. I guess because it was just a time when you could relax, hang out with your friends and just do whatever without having to worry about work, or activities or anything like that. All the same, the trip was really, really great!!!
Here's my trip.
First we arrived at the ferry terminal. We took a ferry to somewhere and then wait for about an hour for the bus to arrive. It was around a 3 hour bus ride to another ferry terminal where we had to wait for another three hours. While we were waiting, some kids who had gone hiking had brought back a dog who we named Alfalfa. The ferry arrived (it was really shitty). We arrived at Powell River and took yet another bus to the camp. But it wasn't really a camp. It was definitely not what we had expected. The place was this kind of bleak building in the middle of this town. We thought we were gonna be in a cabin in the middle of a a forest or something. Anyways, we went inside, found our dorms, put our luggage and went outside to play some games in a field. Then we had dinner, went to our dorms and were supposed to go to sleep, but since going to sleep right away on the first night of something or other is lame, we stayed up till 1:00 (or at least me and the guys in my room did). On Tuesday me and some other people had to get packed and then we went on a bus to a forest to go camping. We were given tarps to build our own shelters (my groups was pretty good, I think) and then we got to go canoing and, after, hiking. Then we unpacked our sleeping bags and stuff and played games in the forest. The highlight of that day for me was when we played Capture-the-Flag. I found the flag really quick, by accident, while getting chased in the forest and then I made it past the line with the flag. It was cool. :P
Tuesday night was really fun, but at the same time it was really shitty. It was raining all night and our tarp started to sag until rain water would pool on the edge and then fall and splash on the ground. Me an' the other kids in my group had a party, playing Truth or Dare, doing stupid shit and just generally being guys. I hadn't done that in so long. I can't really say some of the stuff we did on the internet since probably the only people who'll read this will be my friends and that'd be really embarrassing, but I can tell you that, after something, the kid beside me, a kind of freaky wierdo, started grabbing my ass. It was hilarious but, at the same time, scaring.
Wednesday was the most awful experience I have ever had camping. All our stuff was soaking wet and we got this awful breakfast. When we finally left, we were all really pissed off but were excited because we got to have warm showers and the other kids would have to camp overnight at that hell hole while we got to move into each others rooms and have parties. Of course my teacher thought that it would be cruel to let the other kids stay at the camp, so they got to come back. It sucked. But then, it wasn't actually that bad 'cause we got to have fun anyways. That night me and my friend started drawing on the other kids in our dorm's faces. Then we stuck a receipt in one kids mouth. God, I wish we had had a camera that night.
On Thursday we got to go snorkling. I saw some cool stuff, like some huge starfish, little fishies and some crabs. Leaving water in a wet suit feels really weird 'cause you're on land and yet your body is surrounded in water. After that, we got to go to a beach where we learned how to make a fire and use a compass. We would have gone mountain climbing, but it was too wet.
The Arcade Fire is done. Now I'm listening to a mix tape my friend made me. Hurray!
Friday was the only sunny day we got. On that day, we went to an archery range, played some frisbee and packed our shit to leave. We took all the buses and the ferries (on the three hour bus I had to go pee the entire way) and went home. The trip was really great, but for some reason, the ferry rides were actually more fun then the trip its self. I guess because it was just a time when you could relax, hang out with your friends and just do whatever without having to worry about work, or activities or anything like that. All the same, the trip was really, really great!!!
Sunday, June 3, 2007
Goodbye
I'm also leaving for camp tomorrow with my class. Its gonna be great. We're gonna do archery, mountain climbing, scuba diving, camping and kayaking. We're gonna be there for a week. Nothing but french, no english. Luckily, we get our to share cabins with three other people with no supervision so we can whisper. I'm also gonna bring a couple extra flash lights and some english books as well as some cards. Its gonna be fun. When I get back I'll post some pics of the place here. Oh, also, just a warning, in the summer, our computer's going to be turned off, so I'll only be able to use the computers at the library and they only give you an hour. That hour's precious, so I won't post much. (I don't think.) In closing, camping fuggin' rocks.
This sucks...
I can't go to the bat mitzvah and I got a bitchy burn on both of my shoulders and my back. Now I'm in my bed while my parents go shopping for some of the stuff I need for my camping trip. Still, I'm having a good time at m home. Its nice and peaceful right now. I got a spork for my camping trip but I don't know if I'll be allowed to have it. 'Cause, you know, its a Swiss Army spork. I think the spork was a great invention. Its just so ingenious to combine a spoon with a fork in order to minimise the amount of crap you have to cart around. And then to make it a swiss army spork, that's even better. Its like a lot of really handy tools crammed into one lovely little package. Yay! Happy Swiss goodness!
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