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Well, it's half three in the morning and I can't get to sleep because I'm all hyped up on jelly beans and excessively violent flash games. WOW!
Apparently, I'm a 9-year-old! IMMA GO REVEAL MY PERSONAL DETAILS IN A CHATROOM!
I can forsee this being exactly how I see in the New Year tomorrow. I'm a bit "meh" about the whole thing - I mean, what is the point? Get drunk and stay up past 12? That's not all that different to most people's downtime, is it? There's no point staying in because all the TV is horrifically bad, and going out is horrible because the bar is full of drunken idiots swilling sugary "cocktails" by which I mean orange juice, sugar and nasty paint-stripper vodka. Excessive cartoon violence it is then. I mean, I could be productive, but why change the habit of a life-time!
OH BOY! SLEEPING UNTIL 1pm! IT IS COOL!
Haha, Firefox has just exploded in protest at the violent video games.
My new phone has only just decided it needed charging. This is after nearly 2 weeks of not being charged - AMAZING! Phonecalls, texts, photography - all of these and still it has lasted. I don't know if this is normal for a phone, or is just amazing in comparison to my last piece of shit old one, which would shit its pants after about 2 minute phonecalls, or 5 texts. No lie.
Quite often, it would exhaust its battery simply by bleating about how low it's battery was running. Hypochondriac phone.
Haha, actually, the phone could be considered a metaphore for the relationship between me and the person who gave me the phone. Hmm. I don't know if this is the time to type it, but it goes something like this.
Phone: PAY ATTENTION TO MEEEEEE!
Me: Well, I would, but I'm kind of busy and...
Phone: PAY ATTENTIOOOOOOOON!
Me: ...I have my own interests to persue, which...
Phone: WHY AREN'T YOU PAYING ATTENTION TO MEEEEEEEE?
Me: Because I'm busy so...
Phone: ITS BECAUSE YOU DON'T LOVE ME! ;_;
Me: No, look, you're not listening, I've got stuff I have to...
Phone: I'M DYIIIIING NOW BECAUSE YOU DON'T LOOOOOVE ME! ;_;
Me: Ugh, look, fine, ok, I need to make a phonecall and...
Phone: HAHA YOU CAN'T NER
Me: WAT?
Phone: I'm too dying too much to make a phonecall
Me: Dammit, this phonecall is important
Phone: NOT AS IMPORTANT AS ME! NYER
Me: Fuck it, this passive aggressive bullshit is annoying the hell out of me!
Phone: No, it's too late, I have died! GONED! I bet you're sorry now!
Me: *lovingly caresses new phone* Wowzers! A new phone! YAY!
I may come across as a dick in this relationship. It may well be true. I don't care! I may come across as an idiot for personifying my phone in this way. I also, don't care!
:)
Ok, I'm really gonna try to sleep now.
Apparently, I'm a 9-year-old! IMMA GO REVEAL MY PERSONAL DETAILS IN A CHATROOM!
I can forsee this being exactly how I see in the New Year tomorrow. I'm a bit "meh" about the whole thing - I mean, what is the point? Get drunk and stay up past 12? That's not all that different to most people's downtime, is it? There's no point staying in because all the TV is horrifically bad, and going out is horrible because the bar is full of drunken idiots swilling sugary "cocktails" by which I mean orange juice, sugar and nasty paint-stripper vodka. Excessive cartoon violence it is then. I mean, I could be productive, but why change the habit of a life-time!
OH BOY! SLEEPING UNTIL 1pm! IT IS COOL!
Haha, Firefox has just exploded in protest at the violent video games.
My new phone has only just decided it needed charging. This is after nearly 2 weeks of not being charged - AMAZING! Phonecalls, texts, photography - all of these and still it has lasted. I don't know if this is normal for a phone, or is just amazing in comparison to my last piece of shit old one, which would shit its pants after about 2 minute phonecalls, or 5 texts. No lie.
Quite often, it would exhaust its battery simply by bleating about how low it's battery was running. Hypochondriac phone.
Haha, actually, the phone could be considered a metaphore for the relationship between me and the person who gave me the phone. Hmm. I don't know if this is the time to type it, but it goes something like this.
Phone: PAY ATTENTION TO MEEEEEE!
Me: Well, I would, but I'm kind of busy and...
Phone: PAY ATTENTIOOOOOOOON!
Me: ...I have my own interests to persue, which...
Phone: WHY AREN'T YOU PAYING ATTENTION TO MEEEEEEEE?
Me: Because I'm busy so...
Phone: ITS BECAUSE YOU DON'T LOVE ME! ;_;
Me: No, look, you're not listening, I've got stuff I have to...
Phone: I'M DYIIIIING NOW BECAUSE YOU DON'T LOOOOOVE ME! ;_;
Me: Ugh, look, fine, ok, I need to make a phonecall and...
Phone: HAHA YOU CAN'T NER
Me: WAT?
Phone: I'm too dying too much to make a phonecall
Me: Dammit, this phonecall is important
Phone: NOT AS IMPORTANT AS ME! NYER
Me: Fuck it, this passive aggressive bullshit is annoying the hell out of me!
Phone: No, it's too late, I have died! GONED! I bet you're sorry now!
Me: *lovingly caresses new phone* Wowzers! A new phone! YAY!
I may come across as a dick in this relationship. It may well be true. I don't care! I may come across as an idiot for personifying my phone in this way. I also, don't care!
:)
Ok, I'm really gonna try to sleep now.