Nerf or nothing
Nerf guns make me feel like a kid again.
Just don't forget the the rules of engagement.
Also, it looks like an MP in Britain read my mind. Personally, I have stopped buying CDs except from bands who are published by small record companies and are totally awesome. I refuse to buy anything published by Sony because they will give me filthy digital STDs that allow haxors into my pc to steal my megahurtz. That concludes my presentation on digital rights management and why everyone should steal music on the internets. Thank you.
Now for a contemplative moment. I've determined that home is not just a place, but also a time. In high school, my friends and I were bored and stuck, but at least we were bored and stuck together. Now we all have different purposes in different places, and the old hang out spots don't have the same appeal when you know you really do have somewhere else to go. My somewhere else is Portland, and I really end up missing those guys when I'm up there. But, such is life.
I'm sure I wrote the same damn thing in my old journal, which is now dead and buried, and good riddance. But that thought has been going through my head a lot lately.
Just don't forget the the rules of engagement.
Also, it looks like an MP in Britain read my mind. Personally, I have stopped buying CDs except from bands who are published by small record companies and are totally awesome. I refuse to buy anything published by Sony because they will give me filthy digital STDs that allow haxors into my pc to steal my megahurtz. That concludes my presentation on digital rights management and why everyone should steal music on the internets. Thank you.
Now for a contemplative moment. I've determined that home is not just a place, but also a time. In high school, my friends and I were bored and stuck, but at least we were bored and stuck together. Now we all have different purposes in different places, and the old hang out spots don't have the same appeal when you know you really do have somewhere else to go. My somewhere else is Portland, and I really end up missing those guys when I'm up there. But, such is life.
I'm sure I wrote the same damn thing in my old journal, which is now dead and buried, and good riddance. But that thought has been going through my head a lot lately.