I had a big calzone at lunch, and now my stomach hurts so bad, and I still have over four hours here at work.
I mean I could just leave early and finish my work from home today, but I have a meeting in about two hours.
:(
If anybody were to ask me 'What was college like for you?' I would just show them this image.
(All these guys are friends who live with me; we have a house on campus)
The "Most Recent MOC" block has been updated with my newest creation: the "Spider-Man Joke Mech." It's a silly little MOC I thre together of a large robotic exo-suit that a Spider-Man minifig can pilot.
It has been three months since the last quarterly Text-Based RPG contest--and you, my fellow denizens of the RPG forum, know what that means. Indeed, RPG Contest #3 has officially begun! However, this time there's a twist.
No, no; I am not speaking about the addition of a theme (you can read about that in the Rules and Discussion Thread). Rather, I refer to the host: this time I am helping Black Six with the operation the contest this time. I am very honored to be selected to help host th
I've added a fun little feature to this blog: "Most Recent MOC." Lately I've been MOCing a great deal more than I used to, and have been striving to improve. I've been "studying" under the tutelage of some of the best Bionicle MOCists and hope to continue bolstering the quality of my MOCs.
As for the blog feature, it is arranged in an orderly manner (let the "Linnaeus" jokes pour forth). The MOC's name is in bold, followed by a small picture of the creation, then a link to the brickshelf g
There is only one bad thing about being an actor, and it is a nearly insufferable, agonizingly terrifying thing. This is the horrific torture device I call goop--known as "make-up" to some.
I do not understand how women can stand to put this stuff on their faces every day. It is literally frightening stuff; not only must the wearer deal with the incredible uncomfortable feeling of having slime all over his or her face, but he must also brave the horrible process of getting the stuff on in t
worst thing one must sacrifice to be an angsty whiner = sense of intelligence
would it kill any of the whiners to act like normal, non-dingusy people for frigging once?
Thusly, I breathe a sigh of frustration and sadness.
I went out to the stable with the intention of lunging Raz, my horse, in the riding ring to give him some exercise. Unfortunately my plans were cut short by the discovery of a small gash on my horses's thigh. The leg was swollen, prompting me to worry about infection. Immediately I washed the wound, and made a makeshift icepack to keep on it for fifteen minutes. Following this I made a fura-DMSO wrap for his leg.
The veterinarian
"Baba O'Reily" by the Who
Composed by Pete Townshend
Out here in the fields
I fight for my meals
I get my back into my living
I don't need to fight
To prove I'm right
I don't need to be forgiven, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
Don't cry
Don't raise your eye
It's only teenage wasteland
Sally, take my hand
We'll travel south cross land
Put out the fire, and don't look past my shoulder
The exodus is here
The happy ones are near
Let's get together before we get much older
Teenag
This keychain basically summarizes the three core tenants of my life philosophy.
Six billions thank-yous to NIKIRA for sending it to me. Have I mentioned she is the greatest? She is the greatest. I love her. You might say I'm in love with her. It feels weird to type 'Nikira' instead of her real name! She is so great.
I am feeling rather ill right now. In actuality I am in better health than yesterday, in which I couldn't even get out of bed to, say, reach a computer--but I still feel rather awful. In rercent days I have been plagued by a severe stomach-ache, a splitting headache, a fever, and a general feeling of discomfort associated with various sicknesses. I can assure you this has not been an enjoyable experience.
However, one benefit comes from being bed-ridden: the chance to read excessively. I
Hi-ho, couch potatoes! I'm interrupting the Toilet Bowl to bring you my very special new year's resolution. *ahem* Starting tonight at midnight, I, your loving Uncle Joker, do solemnly vow not to kill anyone for a whole year. Which means I'm going to have to work extra fast to bump off a few more of you today!
ah-HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA! hehehehehe! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
As to who, how, and when, let's make that a game. A countdown of victims that will end at midnight. Unless our dear Dark Kni
Have you noticed that some people seem to think they can justify anything, even the rudest or just plain stupidest behaviour, by saying "it was supposed to be funny" (and other variations, such as "I did it for the 'lulz'" and "it was humor")?
I always find myself wondering who misinformed them--don't you? It's so very obviously not true. I mean, I could go into someone's home and call him a string of expletives and epithets. Would saying "I did it for the 'lulz'" prevent me from being arr
Huzzah! Both of us are on the mend now.
I am referring to my horse and I: My "microbial assailants," as Wind put it, have largely abated, so I'm feeling much better now. My horse's leg is also almost entirely healed; he has been taken off the antibiotics, and the vet cme out today and said that I would just have to watch it and make sure it didn't swell up again. Everything in that regard is looking up.
Additionally, I finished an mildly ambitious web-based endeavor I was constructing
Avast me hearties, there be a celebration aboard the Limegreen Scourge!
Cap'n Schiz has cooked up some wild plans for a massive on-deck party to which everyone is invited. Boatswain ToMmy has overseen the preparation of a massive feast fit to feed the ferocious appetites of the bloodthirstiest pirates--attendees will enjoy every kind of seafood imaginable, from fish to mollusks to crustaceans. On that note, I'd like to put forth a warning: if ye be wanting any of those steamed clams, you'd
