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Ever do the things you know you shouldn't because they plainly won't work and are intended to be that way, but then still do them? The results are usually in the range of lovely, flattering, erotic, exotic, surprising, cuddly, or flabbergasting. Sadly however, it's usually a waste of time.
So naturally, I do it. All the time.
Like when you see a movie character's phone number in the film, and then when you get back to your house for the night you go and call that number? Stuff like that is what I sometimes do when no girls are around or I don't have some way-too-big project to do with a bunch of pallies, and we never finish it. Which I'll touch on later in The Five Day Weekend Extravaganza Synopsis. TM.
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Yeah seriously man, one day when I actually took the bus home, I was trotting along with Vic and once she had gone to her house and I was heading for mine, I heard a bit of rustling behind me. Turning, I managed to see the top of a strange critter peeping at me from a tree branch. That's what the silly widdle guy my AIM icon is. He follows me, and that fortune up thar proves it. As for the CIA, we all know they've always wanted me for sexual testing. 'Cause when the Aliens wouldn't provide me with sufficient pictures of Petra Nemcova, the sunglassed-and-suited guys over at the bureau jumped for their chance. The rest is history. And present. And pickles.
On with the show!
Friday : Woke up around noon, via my alarm. Called Jake, but by the time we both were gonna be set, us two going to breakfast would've been out of the question. We had a lot to do. So we go to Jay's, hang out there, call Drew a bunch of times. I forgot if we drove around and got a pizza or not, but anyways then my mom called and apparently thought I was playing a show or something. Instead of letting me tell her we were shooting a music video at Kevin's, she just said to go home. So she actually apologized [sorta] when I told her the whole schpiel. Shpeel? Schpiel. Hopefully the old PP-ers forgive me.
Anyways, I get home, after forgetting my San Fran keys at Monsieur Anger's, so I'm locked out. I run over to Zack's; he's not home. Gibbs' is next. Thankfully he's there as my body falls apart from the cold. I call Jake and he regretably agrees to bring my keys over. So Gibbs and I decided to go to Otaku. I haven't been there in mega-long, ignoring my Mascot duties so I wouldn't have to watch Noir. Melissa-chan arrives late, which is perfectly fine with me. Gibbs and I played a bit of Rick's GGXX until then. EyeToy wasn't working. ;_; semi-colon crying!
So yeah, I meet her, she's cool. Her daddio's even cooler, he doesn't speak much English, but could easily be either an assassin or a very nice...suit-and-tie guy. I like him. Big thanks to him for driving us, and for putting up with Rickio's mega-loudness. But yeah Melissa's a cute girl.
I get a ride home with Zack, seeing as he lives in my backyard. Well his house is at least. We have fun conversations with Tom until we see ol' Sarah on the highway carpooling. So we start to mock-drag, only since we're all suburanites we politely signal when attempting to cut each other off. The three of us peed our pants, hee. Last stop of the night, the Mobil. Zack-o fills up on Iraq Excrements as his favorite techno trance song blasts and he sings it to me in between pumps of the pump. PUMP YOU UP UAHH!
The video will be of Coup D'Etat by the way.
You are Nanahara Shuya - 'Wild Seven'
You pretty much don't want to hurt anyone... but it
was an accident! All the babes love you and you
have good friends. Though you are slightly
naive and dorky we still think your adorable.
In the book you have an awesome nickname making
you a cool dude. Plus the womens fancy your
pants
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Saturday:
I wake up around noon again I think. As I get wetted (a word) in the shower my psyche-ness for going to Zack's really gets up there. As well as my weener. No! So anyways Monsieur Glick calls around 1 or something, and I head over there after a quick call to Kevin and a stop to Barnes & Noble for When The Emperor Was Divine.
Everyone manages to make it over except Lois. She wasn't even home anyways I don't think. So we can't get the Home Movies episode to work right away. However it did import into Premiere. But by the time that all happens we've just been to distracted with other games like the amazing candy-colored Mario Party 5 that Tom brought over, along with his GCN. What a guy.
Sunday:
Same routine as Day 1 of the recording. Except this time Lois does make it I think, but Grantios (who may or may not enjoy the sensual delight of Oreos,) had to renevate a room in his house. So we decided on an unorthodox way of getting this done, which entailed rendering the entire thing in Premiere, then importing that to Movie Maker. The result is a randomly smaller screen-size episode, but it still works. In between all of this, we played more party games.
Monday:
I was almost positive we'd get it done today. When I arrived at Zack's, he says Tom can't come. Kevin calls Grant later on; Grant can't come. We all go to Dash's and buy cookie dough which is always disgusting, but good for a little bit until you get full. When you're full it's useless. So then we decided to wing it with the voice-overs, and after getting a system and some lines down, we end up with 20 seconds of audio that synchs, but some great outakes.
So we've decided to finish it somehow like after-school every now and then, and maybe after Otaku om Fridays depending on our schedules.
One things for sure though, we'll get it done. Just I like I finished the club's site and PP. Go look. But wait a few weeks, then look.
[end broadcast]
You are Hiroki Sugimura - the fangirl
favorite
You are generally a good guy, but bit of a loner.
You spend your entire time in the game hunting
for two girls that mean the most to you. You
are also good friends with Shinji Mimura and
Nanahara Shuya, which means you have good
taste, but in the end even with your good
intentions you don't make it.. *tear*
Which Battle Royale Student Are you?
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I agree with everything but the loner part. Loneliness and angst has gotta sucking, and I've only know for short periods. But that was a while ago, I don't know what was up then. Yeah, but I think I'd make it in the end like Shuya up there. But these are the two results. Woo, hearthrobs both! I think I'm pretty Shinji too, he's pretty me. Except for the "hacking," I'm not too good at cracking. Then again I really don't spend time doing ahee!
And now for my favorite subject. Girls. Let's see, I just got back from my last lecture class of Driver Ed. Meaning I probably won't see Exotic Girl again. Or will I? I got her screename and some other crap and what not, and she says she may or may not go to our Sadies, depending on how much money she has heh. Which means she's also going to the South one, which I expected. Does this mean she has a date? Well it's Exotic Girl, so probably. But maybe something'll go down at the East one if she comes. I'll force her to come. Or make Nick bring her, I know he's good friends with her.
Five more driving sessions left by the way.
And now everyone's asking me if Lisa's taking me to Sadies. No. She's not. Her hair is ugly and she's mega-glue-ish. Anyways I could tell she wanted to go with me when she IMed me one day. Let's see, she had again broken up with Bob. See, she can't live without a guy, so when she breaks up with some random dude she falls back to Bob, and being the ugly skunk, (no not a member of Lars' old gang The Skunks,) that he is, he takes her in everytime. As she brags about going to hospitals and psych wards and slitting her wrists.
You Eastern Hills skater-goers slitters, words of advice from your not-pal Mattios. Don't listen to A.F.I. I have a conspiracy that they promote it, because the dude's voice is so shrill and he's so ugly. Although the chicks do find him hotttttt. With that many t's.
Anyways, like I was saying before I tangent-a-nized like Lawrence/Spinley, she IMs me and starts complimenting me on everything. Hottness, (well duh,) singing, the band, clothes, hair, etc. She's predicable, so I knew she wanted it. She kept asking me, and I don't want her to pull her voodoo doll out of me and stab it if I flat out say "no." So I kept saying "perhaps." She got annoyed, and I got happy.
So who am I going with? Well there were a bunch of random girls who know about the band somehow and kept asking me. But I'm not going with any of them. Exotic Girl? I cleared that up, kinda, above. Marie? Maybe I'll dance with her at it. Like I promised Kelsey I believe. I think it was her heh. Judy Chick? Oh-ho, perhaps perhaps, although Deirdre would hate that. Ms. Wilson? Hmm nope. Miranda's child / some of his clones? Nopers.
So here's the plan. I either actually give a straight to answer to someone who asked me, and go with them. I go stag (first time ever) and dance with multiple girls, which would be fun. Or, I go to NYC, (flying,) that night and go see Noises Off. I love every production I've ever seen of Noises Off, but I'd rather go to the dance. So as for the rest of those alternatives.
We'll have to see.
Hopefully I can post more frequently now, so I don't have to keep doing these Mega Catch-Up Posts No One Wants To Read Hence No Comments posts. Smaller ones are always more fun. Or funner. Nyah. o^_^o!
*Prances Off Into The Candy-Colored Distance.*
So naturally, I do it. All the time.
Like when you see a movie character's phone number in the film, and then when you get back to your house for the night you go and call that number? Stuff like that is what I sometimes do when no girls are around or I don't have some way-too-big project to do with a bunch of pallies, and we never finish it. Which I'll touch on later in The Five Day Weekend Extravaganza Synopsis. TM.
Cute fuzzy animals and CIA agents follow you closely wherever you go.
Add a fortune to your website or
blog, click
here.
Yeah seriously man, one day when I actually took the bus home, I was trotting along with Vic and once she had gone to her house and I was heading for mine, I heard a bit of rustling behind me. Turning, I managed to see the top of a strange critter peeping at me from a tree branch. That's what the silly widdle guy my AIM icon is. He follows me, and that fortune up thar proves it. As for the CIA, we all know they've always wanted me for sexual testing. 'Cause when the Aliens wouldn't provide me with sufficient pictures of Petra Nemcova, the sunglassed-and-suited guys over at the bureau jumped for their chance. The rest is history. And present. And pickles.
On with the show!
Friday : Woke up around noon, via my alarm. Called Jake, but by the time we both were gonna be set, us two going to breakfast would've been out of the question. We had a lot to do. So we go to Jay's, hang out there, call Drew a bunch of times. I forgot if we drove around and got a pizza or not, but anyways then my mom called and apparently thought I was playing a show or something. Instead of letting me tell her we were shooting a music video at Kevin's, she just said to go home. So she actually apologized [sorta] when I told her the whole schpiel. Shpeel? Schpiel. Hopefully the old PP-ers forgive me.
Anyways, I get home, after forgetting my San Fran keys at Monsieur Anger's, so I'm locked out. I run over to Zack's; he's not home. Gibbs' is next. Thankfully he's there as my body falls apart from the cold. I call Jake and he regretably agrees to bring my keys over. So Gibbs and I decided to go to Otaku. I haven't been there in mega-long, ignoring my Mascot duties so I wouldn't have to watch Noir. Melissa-chan arrives late, which is perfectly fine with me. Gibbs and I played a bit of Rick's GGXX until then. EyeToy wasn't working. ;_; semi-colon crying!
So yeah, I meet her, she's cool. Her daddio's even cooler, he doesn't speak much English, but could easily be either an assassin or a very nice...suit-and-tie guy. I like him. Big thanks to him for driving us, and for putting up with Rickio's mega-loudness. But yeah Melissa's a cute girl.
I get a ride home with Zack, seeing as he lives in my backyard. Well his house is at least. We have fun conversations with Tom until we see ol' Sarah on the highway carpooling. So we start to mock-drag, only since we're all suburanites we politely signal when attempting to cut each other off. The three of us peed our pants, hee. Last stop of the night, the Mobil. Zack-o fills up on Iraq Excrements as his favorite techno trance song blasts and he sings it to me in between pumps of the pump. PUMP YOU UP UAHH!
The video will be of Coup D'Etat by the way.
You are Nanahara Shuya - 'Wild Seven'
You pretty much don't want to hurt anyone... but it
was an accident! All the babes love you and you
have good friends. Though you are slightly
naive and dorky we still think your adorable.
In the book you have an awesome nickname making
you a cool dude. Plus the womens fancy your
pants
Which Battle Royale Student Are you?
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Saturday:
I wake up around noon again I think. As I get wetted (a word) in the shower my psyche-ness for going to Zack's really gets up there. As well as my weener. No! So anyways Monsieur Glick calls around 1 or something, and I head over there after a quick call to Kevin and a stop to Barnes & Noble for When The Emperor Was Divine.
Everyone manages to make it over except Lois. She wasn't even home anyways I don't think. So we can't get the Home Movies episode to work right away. However it did import into Premiere. But by the time that all happens we've just been to distracted with other games like the amazing candy-colored Mario Party 5 that Tom brought over, along with his GCN. What a guy.
Sunday:
Same routine as Day 1 of the recording. Except this time Lois does make it I think, but Grantios (who may or may not enjoy the sensual delight of Oreos,) had to renevate a room in his house. So we decided on an unorthodox way of getting this done, which entailed rendering the entire thing in Premiere, then importing that to Movie Maker. The result is a randomly smaller screen-size episode, but it still works. In between all of this, we played more party games.
Monday:
I was almost positive we'd get it done today. When I arrived at Zack's, he says Tom can't come. Kevin calls Grant later on; Grant can't come. We all go to Dash's and buy cookie dough which is always disgusting, but good for a little bit until you get full. When you're full it's useless. So then we decided to wing it with the voice-overs, and after getting a system and some lines down, we end up with 20 seconds of audio that synchs, but some great outakes.
So we've decided to finish it somehow like after-school every now and then, and maybe after Otaku om Fridays depending on our schedules.
One things for sure though, we'll get it done. Just I like I finished the club's site and PP. Go look. But wait a few weeks, then look.
[end broadcast]
You are Hiroki Sugimura - the fangirl
favorite
You are generally a good guy, but bit of a loner.
You spend your entire time in the game hunting
for two girls that mean the most to you. You
are also good friends with Shinji Mimura and
Nanahara Shuya, which means you have good
taste, but in the end even with your good
intentions you don't make it.. *tear*
Which Battle Royale Student Are you?
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I agree with everything but the loner part. Loneliness and angst has gotta sucking, and I've only know for short periods. But that was a while ago, I don't know what was up then. Yeah, but I think I'd make it in the end like Shuya up there. But these are the two results. Woo, hearthrobs both! I think I'm pretty Shinji too, he's pretty me. Except for the "hacking," I'm not too good at cracking. Then again I really don't spend time doing ahee!
And now for my favorite subject. Girls. Let's see, I just got back from my last lecture class of Driver Ed. Meaning I probably won't see Exotic Girl again. Or will I? I got her screename and some other crap and what not, and she says she may or may not go to our Sadies, depending on how much money she has heh. Which means she's also going to the South one, which I expected. Does this mean she has a date? Well it's Exotic Girl, so probably. But maybe something'll go down at the East one if she comes. I'll force her to come. Or make Nick bring her, I know he's good friends with her.
Five more driving sessions left by the way.
And now everyone's asking me if Lisa's taking me to Sadies. No. She's not. Her hair is ugly and she's mega-glue-ish. Anyways I could tell she wanted to go with me when she IMed me one day. Let's see, she had again broken up with Bob. See, she can't live without a guy, so when she breaks up with some random dude she falls back to Bob, and being the ugly skunk, (no not a member of Lars' old gang The Skunks,) that he is, he takes her in everytime. As she brags about going to hospitals and psych wards and slitting her wrists.
You Eastern Hills skater-goers slitters, words of advice from your not-pal Mattios. Don't listen to A.F.I. I have a conspiracy that they promote it, because the dude's voice is so shrill and he's so ugly. Although the chicks do find him hotttttt. With that many t's.
Anyways, like I was saying before I tangent-a-nized like Lawrence/Spinley, she IMs me and starts complimenting me on everything. Hottness, (well duh,) singing, the band, clothes, hair, etc. She's predicable, so I knew she wanted it. She kept asking me, and I don't want her to pull her voodoo doll out of me and stab it if I flat out say "no." So I kept saying "perhaps." She got annoyed, and I got happy.
So who am I going with? Well there were a bunch of random girls who know about the band somehow and kept asking me. But I'm not going with any of them. Exotic Girl? I cleared that up, kinda, above. Marie? Maybe I'll dance with her at it. Like I promised Kelsey I believe. I think it was her heh. Judy Chick? Oh-ho, perhaps perhaps, although Deirdre would hate that. Ms. Wilson? Hmm nope. Miranda's child / some of his clones? Nopers.
So here's the plan. I either actually give a straight to answer to someone who asked me, and go with them. I go stag (first time ever) and dance with multiple girls, which would be fun. Or, I go to NYC, (flying,) that night and go see Noises Off. I love every production I've ever seen of Noises Off, but I'd rather go to the dance. So as for the rest of those alternatives.
We'll have to see.
Hopefully I can post more frequently now, so I don't have to keep doing these Mega Catch-Up Posts No One Wants To Read Hence No Comments posts. Smaller ones are always more fun. Or funner. Nyah. o^_^o!
*Prances Off Into The Candy-Colored Distance.*