Do you? Because you could.
StumbleUpon. Really, that wins the browser war.
http://www.stumbleupon.com/ Works with IE too. Bastards. Still, anything that gets you porn and amusing things this fast must be the work of the lord, or possibly satan. You know, whichever way you want to see it.
Crystal, wonderful woman who has a buttocks to end all buttockses-se...ses..? Yes! Well, she got me Guild Wars: Nightfall. I mean how awesome is that? Hot woman who likes games and gets me games when poor bastards are too poor to provide me with the gaming I require.
Now I just need a steady supply of superhappy-juice (Vodka and Dr Pepper) and I'll be set for life. Well, atleast untill I need to eat, which might not be for a very long time.
Hm. On the front of somewhat good news, after I effectively threw my lighter at myself by accident (Don't... just don't ask.) I've decided to stop smoking. I am tired of refilling the zippo, I'm tired of people glaring at me and I'm tired of setting myself on fire by accident. Alright, so it happened once, but it still wasn't much fun. So I'm quitting smoking, just quitting, like that. No weening myself off of the smoke or anything like that, none of those patches either, patches are for wimps. I am however going to need something to fill the void, it's either going to be games, porn or Kushan (Because he can fill all my voids, anytime! =D)
See? I should post more on here. You know, so three people can read what I say.
On the front of entertainment, me and Kushan were discussing something to do with doors. I'm not sure what it was but I think someone did something to his door or a friends door. Oh! His flatmates door, he went and locked it and hid the keys when the poor bastard went off for a shower.
This reminded me of an incident when I hid the door of a friend behind his closet. Yes. I hid his door. Lifted it off the hinges and hid it. I remember that rather well because he was not the least bit amused to find his door missing.
Neither were my three roommates when I decided to try this again. The idiots left me at home alone again, and they should know by now that leaving me unsupervised only leads to more broken microwave ovens and melted cheese stuck on the ceiling. Eitherway, when they came back, grumpy from whatever it was they were off doing, they found to their... well it wasn't amusement, more like confusion, understanding and sudden anger, that each of their rooms suddenly lacked a door while mine did not.
They found them cleverly hidden in the garage, though it took them like half an hour.
Current status of the money making? Got a job but no work.
That is all, citizens, you may now continue with your rampant arse buggery.