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Fun day. Hung out with Sophia. She's not that bad at DDR, she's better than alot of people I've known/seen, but she's got no will. She's getting better at Soul Calibur, but she (understandably) has no desire to learn the mechanics. She still almost bested my suitemate, though, and she didn't have a bad record against me, either. Also, I want to learn how to parry, and I think Ivy is fast replacing Raphael as my favorite character, although I I might be shamed to admit that it's probably only due to her ease of use. Also, everyone I've talked to thinks liking Xiangua is backwards as hell. Xiangua is the character for racists. ^_^
Saw Once Upon a Time in Mexico, and it was probably the worst piece of trash I've ever seen. It was terrible as an actual film, and the action scenes were terrible, and the dialogue was horrible and insensitive and probably written by a reseus monkey with a horrible debilitating venerial disease. However, I'd usually apologize to Manpurse and Aimee, who I convinced to watch the movie with me, but they dared to blaspheme in my name, claiming that Depp's acting in the movie is.... subpar. Depp, in fact, was the only thing keeping this movie alive. I fear that they were mistaking bad acting with bad directing, of which there was plenty. Depp's a badass, everyone else sucks. 'nuff said. Also, Ryan and Aimee decided to dis the one good action sequence in the whole movie, probably on the grounds that it made too much sense. "Oh my god, they shot him in the leg! Why isn't he dead!?" :\ Baka-tachi.
I was especially happy today, simply because yesterday was a good day. Nothing was accomplished, and I had an excellent conversation regarding sociopolitical ethics as portrayed in Zelda: Wind Waker. Also, I beat Zelda, of which the last half an hour of gameplay/storyline is excellently done, giving rise even to a surprising professionalism in the level of direction, so I was quite impressed. Anyways, my problems seem to be much less important today. I suppose it might be due to the happiness I'm feeling, a subconscious acceptance of my own grim fate, or just some sort of naive and inappropriate nonresponse. Either way, in the grand scheme of things, inaction at this time is probably not best, but as it stands, I'm starting to feel a sort of bizarre rush standing here at the cusp and irrationally doing nothing, denying myself any pleasure or pain I may gain. I'm also sitting here hungry, which feels surprisingly good, like some sort of gratification for an anorexic, you know? But I ate a pretty big fucking lunch, thanks to Ryan paying for me at Lenoir. Thanks for that, BTW. ^_^
Also, this was just too priceless. I gave my brother the other German Jacket I got, and he just sent me this:
flagrant pork: You can take your German jacket back. Theres this brown kid named Carlos(says he knows you) that has the same exact jacket. and looks waaayy cooler then me or you will ever look in them.
Ahh, that's cute. ^_^
Take that look from out your face/'Cause you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out...
Saw Once Upon a Time in Mexico, and it was probably the worst piece of trash I've ever seen. It was terrible as an actual film, and the action scenes were terrible, and the dialogue was horrible and insensitive and probably written by a reseus monkey with a horrible debilitating venerial disease. However, I'd usually apologize to Manpurse and Aimee, who I convinced to watch the movie with me, but they dared to blaspheme in my name, claiming that Depp's acting in the movie is.... subpar. Depp, in fact, was the only thing keeping this movie alive. I fear that they were mistaking bad acting with bad directing, of which there was plenty. Depp's a badass, everyone else sucks. 'nuff said. Also, Ryan and Aimee decided to dis the one good action sequence in the whole movie, probably on the grounds that it made too much sense. "Oh my god, they shot him in the leg! Why isn't he dead!?" :\ Baka-tachi.
I was especially happy today, simply because yesterday was a good day. Nothing was accomplished, and I had an excellent conversation regarding sociopolitical ethics as portrayed in Zelda: Wind Waker. Also, I beat Zelda, of which the last half an hour of gameplay/storyline is excellently done, giving rise even to a surprising professionalism in the level of direction, so I was quite impressed. Anyways, my problems seem to be much less important today. I suppose it might be due to the happiness I'm feeling, a subconscious acceptance of my own grim fate, or just some sort of naive and inappropriate nonresponse. Either way, in the grand scheme of things, inaction at this time is probably not best, but as it stands, I'm starting to feel a sort of bizarre rush standing here at the cusp and irrationally doing nothing, denying myself any pleasure or pain I may gain. I'm also sitting here hungry, which feels surprisingly good, like some sort of gratification for an anorexic, you know? But I ate a pretty big fucking lunch, thanks to Ryan paying for me at Lenoir. Thanks for that, BTW. ^_^
Also, this was just too priceless. I gave my brother the other German Jacket I got, and he just sent me this:
flagrant pork: You can take your German jacket back. Theres this brown kid named Carlos(says he knows you) that has the same exact jacket. and looks waaayy cooler then me or you will ever look in them.
Ahh, that's cute. ^_^
Take that look from out your face/'Cause you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out...