On tack is the best form of defense (booooooooo)nslashkNovember 19 2008, 14:54:46 UTC
You are a bad friend, but not for the reasons you suspect :P Don't worry about missing out on "Nick's Blog Full of Lies", the sorts of falsitudes I utter in real life more than make up for it.
You're right though, I'm due for something majorly wrong to screw up my LJ connections. Maybe I can make a big deal about MidFur on there [become a friend on it?] and make extensive posts there? I'm not exactly setting the world on fire with my current fare.
As for YOUR new LiveJournal one, we need to make some "insider goss" posts for you that Sony's internet spiders will notice and get you fired. Heck no, we don't, I still want your free stuff. But maybe we can get one of your coworkers fired. I'll start working on some copy.
I remember being one of the unholy three who took on the Waverly boys, yes, despite my attempts to the contrary. I also remember the coach didn't show up till after the 2nd half had begun too. At the time I thought that was a really awful thing to do, but looking back on it, the coach was our ART TEACHER for Christ's sake and it was 8am on a Saturday morning. I know I'd be hungover under any circumstances anyway, but being asked to show up in your free time to support a budget that's directly benefiting from the cuts to your own? But then when I'm about to remember how awesome he was, I remember the fruity art he used to show us in art class and I remembered how pathetic and out of touch he must have truly been. Years later I would become an accountant obsessed with the virtual reality of videogames and my comments criticising others for being out of touch with hoi polloi take on a slightly sadder, more desperate tone, the toll of the funereal bell of shared experience echoing in my ears, unable to be drowned out by the ipod playlist of ... hang on, this is bullshit.
Yeah, shiny cars are great. I'm sort of thinking of getting a white decal of Knuckles on the hood to match the colour [like I did with Sonic on my existing sky-blue model]. It'll mean more rev-head idiots honking at me, but screaming palindromes at them usually confuses and quietens them [WAS IT A CAR OR A CAT I SAW?!?! TOO HOT TOO HOOT! RACE FAST, SAFE CAR!].
My birthday, don't remind me. The big 34. I think I was meant to give up videogames 3 years and 11 months ago.
I'll tell you, Orson Welles and Raphael wouldn't be the worst buddy-flick in town. You'd have the verbose one/crude one Odd Couple thing going, but they'd probably both want to play the bad cop. Of course, once Raphael broke Orson's katana with his sais you know the bond would essentially be ended.
You're right though, I'm due for something majorly wrong to screw up my LJ connections. Maybe I can make a big deal about MidFur on there [become a friend on it?] and make extensive posts there? I'm not exactly setting the world on fire with my current fare.
As for YOUR new LiveJournal one, we need to make some "insider goss" posts for you that Sony's internet spiders will notice and get you fired. Heck no, we don't, I still want your free stuff. But maybe we can get one of your coworkers fired. I'll start working on some copy.
I remember being one of the unholy three who took on the Waverly boys, yes, despite my attempts to the contrary. I also remember the coach didn't show up till after the 2nd half had begun too. At the time I thought that was a really awful thing to do, but looking back on it, the coach was our ART TEACHER for Christ's sake and it was 8am on a Saturday morning. I know I'd be hungover under any circumstances anyway, but being asked to show up in your free time to support a budget that's directly benefiting from the cuts to your own? But then when I'm about to remember how awesome he was, I remember the fruity art he used to show us in art class and I remembered how pathetic and out of touch he must have truly been. Years later I would become an accountant obsessed with the virtual reality of videogames and my comments criticising others for being out of touch with hoi polloi take on a slightly sadder, more desperate tone, the toll of the funereal bell of shared experience echoing in my ears, unable to be drowned out by the ipod playlist of ... hang on, this is bullshit.
Yeah, shiny cars are great. I'm sort of thinking of getting a white decal of Knuckles on the hood to match the colour [like I did with Sonic on my existing sky-blue model]. It'll mean more rev-head idiots honking at me, but screaming palindromes at them usually confuses and quietens them [WAS IT A CAR OR A CAT I SAW?!?! TOO HOT TOO HOOT! RACE FAST, SAFE CAR!].
My birthday, don't remind me. The big 34. I think I was meant to give up videogames 3 years and 11 months ago.
I'll tell you, Orson Welles and Raphael wouldn't be the worst buddy-flick in town. You'd have the verbose one/crude one Odd Couple thing going, but they'd probably both want to play the bad cop. Of course, once Raphael broke Orson's katana with his sais you know the bond would essentially be ended.
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