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Saw Pirates 2 last night. It was entertaining, if a bit empty (not that my cluttered head minds a simple movie), and had the worst middle-movie cliffhanger ending since The Matrix Reloaded. At least said cliffhanger was met with applause instead of Laura yelling "BULLSHIT!" at the screen, but I imagine it was more owing to the on-screen presence than the plot twist.
Saw this on the RSS feed on TorrentSpy. Evidently, someone rigged up four crickets in a maze to be Inky, Pinky, Blinky, and Sue and kicked the ever-living shit out of the people due to their truly unpredictable behavior. According to the article, "[while] playing the game one cricket piled his skin. Because of the new and white skin of the cricket, the color detecting system of the game could not detect the cricket for [a] certain period." That to me is cool as hell. I can't tell you how many times I swore vengeance on those bastard ghosts. This time, if they pissed me off, I could open the box and squish the motherfuckers.
In case you're wondering "Why is he up at 8 in the morning?", yes, I was up all night (sans two hours of sleep). I swore I was on to a creative tear, but it failed to receive proper caffeination and died shortly thereafter. I tried to pick up GUN, but it's never advisable to start on an epic adventure on someone else's system in the wee hours of the morning. Or so I have read.
I could sit around and complain about how everything is going, but I think I'll save that for another time. It will suffice to say that it's crunch time and I'll more than likely be needing a new job. But we move in on August 11th to our new place in Pearland. I'm trying to get my papers in order to get back into college. All that remains is picking up my high school transcript from PHS and getting a copy of my ACC transcript mailed to San Jac (and possibly to my apartment just in case something goes wrong). FAFSA just needs Mom's electronic signature and my San Jac application is already in the system.
Let's see what this rat bastard has in terms of breakfast rations. Until later.
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Lindsey found this on Web Junk 20 on VH1. (I have to find ways around apostrophes because it brings up the "Search" window?)
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Actually, God damn. I realized that YouTube might just be the most devastating thing that has ever happened to office productivity and bandwidth usage. Well, not just realized, but just now got back on the computer. There was mass trolling for girls in Chris' honor (and a whole lot of jokes made at the expense of some "woof" girls).
Saw this on the RSS feed on TorrentSpy. Evidently, someone rigged up four crickets in a maze to be Inky, Pinky, Blinky, and Sue and kicked the ever-living shit out of the people due to their truly unpredictable behavior. According to the article, "[while] playing the game one cricket piled his skin. Because of the new and white skin of the cricket, the color detecting system of the game could not detect the cricket for [a] certain period." That to me is cool as hell. I can't tell you how many times I swore vengeance on those bastard ghosts. This time, if they pissed me off, I could open the box and squish the motherfuckers.
In case you're wondering "Why is he up at 8 in the morning?", yes, I was up all night (sans two hours of sleep). I swore I was on to a creative tear, but it failed to receive proper caffeination and died shortly thereafter. I tried to pick up GUN, but it's never advisable to start on an epic adventure on someone else's system in the wee hours of the morning. Or so I have read.
I could sit around and complain about how everything is going, but I think I'll save that for another time. It will suffice to say that it's crunch time and I'll more than likely be needing a new job. But we move in on August 11th to our new place in Pearland. I'm trying to get my papers in order to get back into college. All that remains is picking up my high school transcript from PHS and getting a copy of my ACC transcript mailed to San Jac (and possibly to my apartment just in case something goes wrong). FAFSA just needs Mom's electronic signature and my San Jac application is already in the system.
Let's see what this rat bastard has in terms of breakfast rations. Until later.
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Lindsey found this on Web Junk 20 on VH1. (I have to find ways around apostrophes because it brings up the "Search" window?)
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Actually, God damn. I realized that YouTube might just be the most devastating thing that has ever happened to office productivity and bandwidth usage. Well, not just realized, but just now got back on the computer. There was mass trolling for girls in Chris' honor (and a whole lot of jokes made at the expense of some "woof" girls).