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Sorry about not posting the DDR stuff, it got ummm... sidetracked. I was uhhh... distracted.... For example, to make it simple I mean, I just can't go into details. ::cough cough::

At any rate, this link should make up for it, brought to you by the letter "E": If you're wookie won't dance then it's now wookie of mine.

Yeah, so my roomies have been talking some crazy shit about DDR. I mean, you should have heard t3knomanser, saying, "At least when I play DDR it looks like dancing. You just waddle on the pad. It's not how well you do, it's how good you look ( Read more... )

Remember that guy that I fenced? Yeah, well I took a turn on his DDR pad. It was pretty good, but not half so good as I am. I am the DDR master. Something about droid reflexes and never getting tired. You know how it is.


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So the other night, one of my housemates decided to get stupid and break out his fencing gear. He wanted to have a go, but was too lazy to break out a mask or safety gear or anything (most of the people I live with aren't very bright, you'll notice). When I pointed out that he really should put on the mask, he argued that I wasn't wearing one. No ( Read more... )