Dang.
They just won't open.
None of them.
Yeah, Safari works fine (I have a Mac), but as soon as I try to open another application it bounces indefinitely. My mom's tried to help, but she's not exactly computer-savvy and everything possible solution that she's looked up on her laptop doesn't work.
*sigh*
New MOC coming soon. I need to find my missing quake breaker. The MOC is a super-custom movie/set-revamp Toa Nuva.
And all of the sorting of my spare parts I did is for naught. It's just too easy to spill out the contents of a storage bin and not get around to putting it back up.
-=< >=-
Past midnight and not tired. Happening to me a lot lately.
Triple Insanity Pole Vault entry about 50% done. I want it to be around 700 words (about two Word pages in 14-point Palatino) while being funny. Right now it's just a little gross and kind of random, so I'll have to really fix it up to make it really good.
Will be going to grandmothers for tomorrow and the day after. Maybe I'll be able to run by the LEGO store near there.
I have built an awesome MOC.
It and the Blogarithm Contest #1 winners' MOCs will be uploaded as soon as Brickshelf comes back and not a moment later.
In other news, I have hit 5800 posts. I wonder if I can give some to Brickeens to get him out of the Kal ranks.
That's right, my fellow BZPers. It's time for another edition of Wacky Holidays with Sumiki! ()
Today we celebrate () the very thought of breaking away: Start Your Own Country Day. In this day, we can celebrate the spirit of independence that all of us have felt from time to time, though very few have gone through with it.
Sealand is such a place. Sealand is not really a nation, simply a structure made by the United Kingdom as one of the Maunsell Forts for defense against German mine-layin
Since there really is no place to put entries for these, I thought "why not post them in my blog as well?" So yeah. Comments = appreciated. Specters of the Charred Forest Kapura liked it here. Amongst the sharp angles, darkened shadows, and complex burned odor of the Charred Forest, some found revolt, most found apathy, and the vast majority saw uselessness. Not him - not now, not ever. There was nothing here, and he looked upon it, and he saw that it was peaceful. Nowhere else upon the
One of the great benefits of being a premier member on BZP is that you can get a custom e-mail address. However, when spam bots get a hold of your account name, it can be both frustrating and funny. For me, it's less frustrating, because most of them get snagged by the spam filter.
Today, when I looked through the spam, I found something that was so ridiculously insane I had to post it.
I have absolutely no idea what the heck this thing was trying to sell me.
Namely, my arm.
I've recently discovered my almost superhuman ability to throw as many baseballs as I want without soreness in my arm. I must have thrown three hundred balls, maybe more, in three days. No arm soreness. Not even stiff.
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Don't be expecting me to fight crime in a silly cape defeating all criminals by carefully placed curveballs to the solar plexus, however.
But for every one that does, I can name five that make me proud to be here. BZP is supposed to be fun and should not be sullied with intolerance. I wholeheartedly applaud those who stand up against it.
