Also known as, I forgot this blog even existed. This seems to be one of those nights where I sit here and ask myself "Why? Why do I keep coming back to this site, though I never actually do anything on it?" Perhaps it is because doing so has become so engrained in my blood after years of coming here that I can't shake the habit, or maybe I return in the hopes that I will stumble upon an old friend or two, forgotten in the voids of the internet and time... In any case, if anyone reads this,
So someone left this little furry ball that appeared to be alive on my doorstep last week... It was making the cutest little trilling noises, so I took it in. It disappeared after a few days, and I just found it in my quadrotritecale supply... Except now there are five hundred of them! Can someone please help me identify this wee beast, so that I may avoid such problems in the future?
It's true. At a friend's request, I put some Miley Cyrus songs on it... Immediately afterwards, it refused to turn on. I hit the reset button, which erased the aforementioned songs, and it started working again. XD
...To clarify, this is one of the Sony MP3 players, given the name of the old cassette players... Dunno why they used that name again, but they did... Meh. Though, y'know, if they make cassettes of Miley Cyrus it could just as well have been the old Wlakman that my mom has packed a
So I was thinking recently, what would it be like if we could actually build a computer into someone's brain? And what if, like, then they found a way to make this cheap enough for the common person to buy and have inserted? Wouldn't that be weird? After that tangent, my brain went to thinking 'bout other stuff...
...Then it came back up with the question, "Who would dominate that industry?" Further thinking revealed to me that it would once more be a battle of Microsoft vs. Competitors, in w
I kept procrastinating on changing my name... Now I changed it. Yay. I think I will now end all posts/comments/whatever with [Anti-Munchkin Propoganda Here].
[Anti-Munchkin Propoganda Here]
Tea is better than coffee. The letter C comes before T, and the alphabet is arranged in order of importance, therefore Tea is better. And if you think C is more important than T, you're wrong. If that was the case, Coffee would be better than Tea, but Coffee is worse than Tea. And if you still think it might be the other way around, you're reading the alphabet backwards. Another reason tea is better is that it takes more tasty cups of it to get the same caffeine buzz.
Skippy, the Kangaroo of Love was deeply saddened. Since he was but a young kangaroo of three, he had had a habit of removing love from himself, working on the assumption he would always have enough to go around, and placing it in the hearts of those who needed it.
But poor, poor Skippy; Alas, by the time he way twenty he had given all but twenty-five percent of his love away. He had always assumed that placing his love in the hearts of others would fill him with happiness at having helped his
Good movie. I saw it yesterday. Lots of actual humour, some edge-of-my-seat moments (but that might have just been waiting for it to end so I could get rid of the liquids from my medium soda), and good characters. Over all, I would recommend it. The best part is, it's a Disney princess movie that isn't all fluff and similar stuff that ruins a good story. =O
I'm starting to question my position as a superior entity to my cat...
I feed the cat when she's hungry (I even give her butter squid stuff on occasion) I pet the cat when she requests it I let the cat in and out the door at her whim She can get me up at 2 A.M. to play I keep her mug (yes, she has her own mug, and it's all she'll drink from) filled with water
So, who's the superior one? All I get is kitty squints and purrs.
BEFORE READING DIRECTIONS PLEASE CHECK TO MAKE SURE YOU HAVE A CAT!!!
Necessary Components: Cat, Catnip Treats, narrow area (preferably a kitchen)
1.) Summon cat to you by shaking can of treats.
2.) Find out that you already subconsciously removed lid from can of treats.
3.) Race around floor on hands and knees trying to locate and pick up more treats than the cat is able to find and devour.
4.) Repeat for maximum enjoyment.
Specifically the people at my church. They're all okay with my mentioning that I like groups like Metallica, AC/DC, and Disturbed. Then I mention I like Linkin Park and suddenly I've done some horrible thing. >.<
And it is not good. My sister pointed out to me that the only thing English majors are good for is correcting other people's grammar and teaching other people to be English majors. This lead me to the realization that in the future, the United States may become a nation of English majors and Lawyers. Now I'm scared. O.O
It's fun to turn up the volume so loud on large speakers that while using the .50 caliber in Blackhawk Down I get complaints from the rest of my family that the floor upstairs is shaking. =3
I bought the cleaned version of A Thousand Suns off of Amazon... Why do they still have the phrase "Mother ######er" clearly audible in "When They Come For Me"? >.<
For once they have an album I actually want to buy, rather than just listen to a random smattering of songs from various albums. I don't see why people are complaining about it. =l
They're out to get me and my family. They're everywhere we go, and seem attracted to us. Me and my sister have both seen them at school, even though we are both at different schools on opposite sides of town. And it's always the same kind of moth, too. I swear, it's like some kind of insect mafia. O.o
