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Pat why do you hurt me so </3

Your justified [albeit slightly misplaced) anger is not to blame for the comments made. We are all accountable for our own actions. The best thing we can do is to learn from our mistakes and move forward.

SHHHH THESE ARE DV'S BLOGS

NO. This joke is NOT okay.

Find two pieces that make a good chest when put together at difficult to achieve angle Spend ages achieving said angle at the cost of structural integrity Impractical backwards facing shoulders ????? Mctoran heads

It was sometime in 2001, I was 8 and recently gotten a new game for my Playstation; Digimon World. It would become the first game I was mad at. While I sincerely enjoyed this game I will always remember the frustration I had with it. I could never bloody figure out to transform/evolve/etc my digimon's form. See apparently my mother bought the game pre-owned and it never came with it's instructions. Given that at the time we didn't have a computer I could just look it up on the web, nor would i likely had even known how to given I was only 8 and had never worked a computer ever. So alot of my game experience was spent having my digimon die and be reborn... again and again and again. Now somehow I was able to get it past the baby stage and to the rookie stage... but beyond that never and even then i am not really sure how i did it. I think my mind was assuming it was like pokemon where do a certain amount of stuff/training and it will evolve naturally. To this day I wish I could find the game and just play it so that i could finally know what the heck I was doing. I did spend alot of the game fishing though. I could fish up a storm! But ask me to battle.... well I was not your man. OOH! And for the longest time I could not freakin remember the title of the game. Only today did i rediscover it by searching 'Digimon games for the playstation 1'. So at least now I can reference it instead of looking like a complete cool dude. Still look like a partial one but at least not a complete one. So yeah that brought up some nostalgia. First bad experience with a video game. *ponders* I still don't know what happened to that game

Hey so I made an EVA and you should totally check it out

So, my brother KK and I started playing a game this past Wednesday. My character is a Rock Gnome (because they seemed like a fun race) Druid. He turned out to be Chaotic Neutral, I'll get to that in a bit. It's been a lot of fun thus far. Our story begins within a Gnome city. The sector my hut is in is less crowded and has more of a natural environment. I woke up and started doing Druid exercises (whatever those are) when there was a knock on my door. "GO AWAY! >=/" "It's the head druid in the city." "GO AWAY" "... Am I going to have to turn into a bear and knock your hut down?" "Yes. 8D" "... He does that. You are now homeless. -.-" Long story short, he was talking me into going on a quest. I was too busy calling him a dictator after he just demolished my home. "I wouldn't say being a dictator is a problem. Now, having your house destroyed by a bear; that sounds like a problem." "Yes, and it's my problem, so you can see how I would be unhappy with you right now." Anyway, I went into council with the Mayor along with a bunch of other NPCs who were my party. Due to my bringing up that MY HOUSE WAS DESTROYED BY A BEAR AND APPARENTLY THAT IS OKAY IF YOU HAVE STATUS, my reward money was dropped by ten gold coins. So, yeah. I went through the first dungeon and killed six bad guys. Off to a pretty entertaining start. (I kinda love the snarky, unyielding attitude my character has. He is going to get into so much trouble before this game is over) GET OFF MY LAWN! ~Tekulo <3

… are more expensive than I originally thought. I mean sure, 2.5 x 2.5 ft is also a bit larger than I originally thought, but still. Gonna be a heck of a purchase.

Because every time I see you I am reminded that I will never be the person who built Fanglyfuss.

One of the perks of working at a place that has a wood shop. And lots of spare plywood.

The disc completely vanished? You might have stumbled across a black hole or some sort of new teleportation methods... or perhaps used the word "literally" wrong? I hope it's one of the former; think of the scientific advancements to be made! I've had issues with my car's CD player too. The worst was when I want to put in a disc, but there was already one in. Somehow I ejected the original one while my new one was partially in, and the old one totally scrapped the bottom of the new one, ruining it. Hopefully you can at least get your player to start working again, even if you aren't able to salvage the disc.

In my last entry, I updated the issue of thieves attacking LEGO fans by stealing LEGO sets in Australia's east, and I'll admit I got a bit hostile writing it. My negativity ended up polluting the sanctuary (as Nokama would put it), because a fight broke out and the boss had to shut the entry down. I would like to apologise for my rant, and for my short-sightedness. As of late, I have been fighting my own country's Government, and that has resulted in an unusually short fuse. The sad part, though, is that I'm used to seeing fights such that occurred last night amongst Australia's rail community; I just never thought I'd live to see the day it would happen on BZPower. If I had kept my temper under control, it would not have rubbed off on my fellow BZPers, and this fight would never have happened. So I take responsibility for my own actions, and apologise.

We ate breakfast on the top floor. I modified my coffee with six or seven sugar packets, and it was still quite bitter. My dad drank it nearly straight, though I'm not entirely sure how. After this, we headed out into Old Québec again, just as we'd done yesterday. But before we headed into the heart of Old Québec, we headed slightly south towards the Québec Citadel, a nearly impenetrable fortification that, like the Halifax Citadel, had served many different purposes over the years, and various structures on the site - the highest point in Québec City on this side of the St. Lawrence Seaway - have kept out invading forces for centuries. Today, it's still a military base, but serves more as a living history museum. The Royal 22nd Regiment is still stationed there, continuing its long and gloried tradition as the only French-speaking regiment in Canada, and for its bravery in battle - specifically at Vimy Ridge during World War I. We got a tour around the Citadel, seeing museums, the old jail, and general bits of historical interest. They had a full Sherman on display outside the old munitions building, and a large collection of bayonets in the jail - including a serrated one that looked to be a cross between a machete and a bread knife. Our guide had a thick accent but was understandable. After exiting the Citadel (and avoiding the loud school groups that infest the historical areas) we walked down into Old Québec, where the European streets were not nearly as crowded as yesterday due to the rain that came down steadily throughout the day. We walked towards the St. Lawrence Seaway and took the funicular down. The funicular is basically a box that's put on a inclined railway. While the box stays level, it descends on an exceptionally steep angle. The stairs are an option, but the nominal fee we paid to descend in the funicular was well worth it. Our previous excursions had taken us around the upper city, but we were now down in the lower city, the oldest part of Old Québec. It was filled with tourists - mostly Asian - and featured shops. The architecture was not all that different from the upper city. We stopped in at a chocolate shop, where we each got two delectable morsels - I had a fairly large praline shaped like a large seashell and a much smaller bite of orange-flavored caramel, which I later found out was made from Grand Marnier - albeit without the alcohol. Dad and I got some delicious, sweet gelato, then we went around the lower city, seeing the old town square and looking inside a very old church, which was not quite as grand as the one we saw in Chéticamp (or even the Old North Church in Boston, for that matter), but it was still serene and grand. We walked around a little more of the old city, but the rain was getting progressively worse, the fog was rolling in, and our feet were getting sore from the sheer amount of walking that we'd done. We took the funicular back up - after some concern over maximum capacity after a bunch of Japanese tourists crammed into an already sardine-can-like environment - and walked back through Old Québec and out to our hotel. From the topmost floors, we saw the fog get even worse. Despite the constant rain, we saw everything we really wanted to see in Québec City. In fact, the rain kept most of the large school groups off the streets, making getting around much easier on the whole. With no more towels and another night to spend in Québec City, my dad called the front desk to get six towels. Two people showed up no more than five minutes apart, each bringing six towels ... and then later, even more folks showed up with three more towels. As I write this, we have no less than fifteen sets of towels stacked around our room. I've never seen this many towels. With sore legs and continuously miserable weather, we nibbled upstairs, but our previous lack of food caught up to us and thus we headed downstairs for food. My dad had a flank steak with vegetables and a salad, I had a flat-iron steak, juicy and tender, with potato skins adorned with delicious and über-pungent blue cheese bits, and my mom got a small pizza, of which she ate two-thirds. Everything was flavorful and delicious. We all split a chocolate dessert and then went back up to the top floor. As I printed out directions in the business center, we entertained ourselves by trying to remember every trip meal we've eaten in the past three years. Tomorrow: we get back to the United States, beginning the last leg of the trip.

But I want more trip legs =P

It's your "DV Shelfchest" or "Kexfeet", only it looks good.

You know me so well. <3

Every elbow and knee must be

Technically, it's libel. -Tyler

Yeah, no, I didn't say that. Nice spin. China is getting more aggressive in their territorial claims. Seizing and sinking ships is certainly within the realm of possibilities at this point. My comment had zero racism against the Chinese people; just a remark at Chinese policy. Unless being critical of foreign governments is now racist, in which case I guess I am, according to you. Please read more current events. You won't feel out of the loop next time.

Gun culture and racism. If this keeps up I might have a bingo. -Tyler

Yeah. Because that's something rational people say and think when they hear about toy theft. -Tyler

let's make this the greatest debate in the history of forums

*wipes some dust off of his gloves and smirks* So after being temporarily banned for week I am intrigued to see what I have missed... 41 notifications popping up only has me mildly worried. Yet you know perhaps what I am looking forward to the most? Not giving a care in the world. See I am sure that when you are banned or temporarily banned people will look at you differently. Their image of you may have been tainted and now they think negatively of you. And you know what I have to say to that? I don't give a flying mahi what people think of me. I am not here to prove myself to Bzpower nor am I here for a popularity contest. Considering this is really the first time I went off the deep end in my entire time on Bzpower which is about 7 years now I have to say I am doing a fantastic job. Never before have I been punished for anything on here nor have come close to being punished. So you know you can take your opinions of me and keep them to yourself. Afterall one does not spend 4 years in two separate mental institutions and not learn to ignore the opinions of people. Oh yeah did I never tell you all this. You will notice that from about june 2008 to april 1st 2010 that i was basically non-existent on bzpower.. That would be because those almost two years I was in a institution for legitimate mental issues and anger management issues. The other two years were spent in Wisconsin from sometime in 2003 to mid 2005. So yeah I have had a bumpy existence. Considering most said i would be locked up permanently and that I would never finish school I have one thing to say to those people 'I'm out and about and have a high-school diploma and graduated with a gpa of 3.9. I was valedictorian of my class (Yeah the class was only like 15 people but still). I would like to think I have succeeded where many thought I would either have failed or would be dead at my own hands. To those people who doubted HA!' It feels good to rant like this and just get this out on the table. Am I ashamed to have P.D.D and schizophrenic tendencies? Not in the slightest because I am proof that just if a person has a mental disorder they can succeed at life. And while i am not sure if there are parts of this that may or may not get it removed i am willing to take that risk Partly because i am not sure which parts those would be. However if there are parts sorry in advance.