I had a "what would your life be rated?" image here orginally, but it fucked up everything and made the rest of the blog unreadable. so nuts to that. Basically I had a Nc-17 label, like there was any doubt what label i'd get.


Appearantly, the next to last Paragraph in yesterday's blog was ran through a chinese translator, mangled horribly, and then re-translated back into english just before I posted the update. that, or my mind was transfixated on the hottest woman in the world to care how I was typing.

Just wanted to say sorry for that, folks.

There's this guy in my "math for retards" class. He's habitually late due to having to take the bus, which is understable, becuase the Saluki Shuttles are notorius for running behind right when you need it to be on time, and I am a bastion of Tardiness, just to let those who didn't already know.

anyway, e got our tests back today, and after that we were going to start reviewing for the final exam. I go out for a smoke, becuase I'm happy as hell that I got a good grade for once in that godforsaken class, come back, and appearantly there had been an altercation. I get clued in on this when the Math teacher's superior comes in and asks for the teach to step outside.

What erupts next, is a sure-fire way to ensure failure.

The Guy goes off, Cussing up a storm and Saying "I Don't fucking respect you, you gotta Fucking earn respect and you haven't fucking earned My fuckin respect all year," Etc. This goes on for like Ten minutes, disrupting not only our class, but appearantly several other classes as well, as a teacher stopped by a few minutes after our Math Teacher walked back in, shaking his head and shrugging it off appearantly, and asked what that guy's name was.

From what I gathered, all this ruckus got tossed becuase the guy has a rather poor vocabulary, i.e. saying "fuck" in the classroom to voice his displeasure.

now, not to be all high and mighty, but there is a time when swearing is okay. Like, sitting in a bar with your friends, or right after your opponent hands your ass back to you in Virtua Fighter 4, or anytime windows decides it dosen't like you and Crashes as your typing up your research paper. However, not so smart of an idea when you're sitting in class, and especially not a good idea when you have a morally well-adjusted teacher like my math teacher.

I remember one day on break me and foul mouthed kid were outside smoking, and we were talking about where we went to school. He told me that we went to an alternative school, and i thought "how odd. Either this guy got his ass kicked daily in school, or he has a Behavior Disorder." After Today, it's not too much of a stretch to figure out now.


On to other things.
A link to a story about how "Master and slave" computer terms deemed Politically Incorrect. What the fuck? I can sure tell you every time I think of my Hard drive arrangement, i don't think back to my days of yonder, where I owned hundreds of cottoned acres and a small village of blacks and hispanics at my disposal. If anything, I'm thinking how good my 40 gig Maxtor would look good in leather, complete with ballgag and anal plug, all the whilst my 10 gig scraming at it "Submit, BITCH! who's your daddy?"

Right. that's kind of disturbing as well.

When I was working at Eb, my manager had one of those Lame-assed Motivation posters about anybody can the helm when the sea is calm, with a picture of a boat in the midst of being tossed around by a storm swell. basically, it was lame as hell.

Appearantly, some other guy thought they were lame as hell, too, and saw a potential market for "Demotivation" poster. thus, Despair.com was born. Check em out, becuase they are hilarious. one of my favorites is the "ambition" Lithograph. go and have a look. now all they need to do i get a licensing deal to make Remember the 'tivities posters.

Goddamnit Mattel- nobody's going to buy this. Tolkien's spinning in his grave.

The console war is almost over, with the big three already talking game about the "next big thing", but I want to put this up especially for Braddong. Which Console is the best? The one you Sold.

that's all. time to anxiously wait for the Lady.

mdame


So I went and joined the band
and I went out on tour
and I smoked a lot of heroin
and I passed out in manure
I made out with the groupies
started fires backstage
made a lot of money
and I gave it all away
well the band got killed
so I started a solo career
and I won all the awards
and I drank all the beer

Right, so I stayed out a little too late last night, and I'm paying for it.

What was totally meant to be a an innocent night of going around collecting my birthday drinks with Tim and Kevin quickly turned into a Night of Debauchery and Petty Arguments over whose Character In Diablo 2 is better, once again, Setting a new Record for Dorking out for over an hour in a bar.

Went to the S, hit T street, which I may consider going up there more, Since they Have the greatest goddamned video Game EVER there, "Zombie Raid".

Went to the Italian Club, Where I ran into Jason Taylor and, Strangely enough, A friend Of The Lady's. So, knowing that if I don't tell The Lady right now that I ended up drunk, It'll be said that I lied to her.

Confidential to Terez: I got Smashed.

Anywho, planned on going to the Days Inn after that, but the new owners obviously don't care that they're the only bar in Benton that can stay open till two am, and would just as soon stay closed. So we ran off to the Rank And File, had a drink there, and then Came back to the S, Where Tim spent a good majority of his time talking to a certain cokehead, in an ironic twist of fate. How's them popular points now, buddy?

Anywho, that was my b-day. Up till about nine o clock last night, it was being rather shitty. Then all of a sudden it became cool, Especially Tim's Present of a Book (which you guys have to read to understand). My friend Heather, who had no idea that it was my birthday, had to be the One with the best News:

The Red-headed corporate Whore got himself Fired from EB.

Oh, Oh, the irony of this. And how horrible and Sweet it is of me to revel in his misfortune. I should feel terrible, But I don't at all. Karma is a nasty, nasty bitch to fuck with. and maybe I’m taking my chances in gloating, but I am willing to take that chance. This is the vindication I have been waiting for since I Quit that Place.


Anyhow, enough about my night. I gots some links for you kiddies today, though most of you will not get the chance to see this, going to Pittsburgh and all.

What is your Porn name? Mine's Arion Sinner, kinda lame name I think, but I haven't played around with it yet. Tell me what you think.

Perhaps the irony is lost on most people, but the idea that idiots have the capacity form a National Union is what makes me laugh. Although "Declaring war on Ireland to liberate the downtrodden leprechauns" is pretty damn funny in it's own right.


Penny Arcade Are the awesome for doing this. It has made it on Fark.com, but I'd like to pick it up in a large newspaper, just like every asinine story about videogame violence makes it no matter how stupid, moronic, or just plain fucking dumb it is. But, as they say, “War sells Papers, not Peace."

Of course, check out the latest comic. It deal's with Child's Play, and it Hi-fucking-larious, and the source of today's headliner. Until tomorrow, whereupon I will provide a handy-dandy link to the bestest version of BarneySplat, and hopefully find out what the hell The Lady got me for Christmas.

not saying much, but want to say thanks to all the well-wishers out there.

Favorite "Happy Birthday" so far: "What was God smoking 25 years ago?"

That made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

i just got this quote Fro mthe Lady. have to share.

Happy Birthday Mike!!! says:
I ruled the matted down Shag before you even knew bowling

Livingdead...with a Secret website heh heh heh says:
honey

Livingdead...with a Secret website heh heh heh says:
i was bowling before you were out of your diapers

Happy Birthday Mike!!! says:
again, lying on your birthday, they have a special place in hell for that


Confidental to Tim: You're a godamn weenie if you can't beat Braminar.

That's all for now folks, I'm going to extort Mom into taking me to Jack Russell Fish Co.

On my way to school this morning, and I hit Colp, where State Police have a Seat Belt Enforement Zone" Set up. Thankfully, I saw the berries and Cherries a ways before, and they never saw me struggling to throw on the belt.

so here's my bitch-rant: why is it a law to wear your seat belt? I'll agree with you that it's a good idea to wear one, especially if you're a terrible driver, but to Force someone to wear them is, what I call goddamn stupid. Like i said, I'm so glad the state and the government is soooo eager to make sure i stay alive and everything by spending many cops prescious manhours to hand out silly little tickets to people who CHOOSE not to wear them. If the government wants to worry about my well-being so much, how about makeing healthcare available to everyone? how about making it that i can walk into a hospital or doctor's office, get my head checked out(my head's still hurting), get my scrip, and be able to walk out without having to sell my kidneys whilst i'm in there? I'm not much for taxation(as most people are), but i'd fully support taxes to establish this sort of thing, as opposed to the monies wasted on enforcing what should be a person's choice.

here's my other bitch about seat belts.

I am inside a four wheeled vehicle, and I have to have a seat belt on. however, Motorcyclists in IL(correct me if i am wrong) are not required to wear a helmet? Now tell me, Dear readers, Which do you deem more dangerous: A four wheeled car, or a two wheeled Motorcycle? I spit a lot of venom about this becuase I hold Motorcycles to be a far more dangerous contraption, especially due to the fact that most of the time, it's some Major Douchebag Trick riding or taking the right shoulder to pass me becuase i'm not going fast enough.

Now, some of you swear by the seat belt, and I can respect that. some of you have been in rather harrowing incidents involving cars where a seat belt saved your life, and don't ever think that I would have it any other way, I'm glad your still alive. Also, Don't think I have the same distaste for Child seat belts and baby carriers. With some of the stupid ass white trash single moms out there, thier kids deserve every chance they get and it pisses me off when i don't see a child in the back seat strapped up. I am very glad for that law(though my line of thought could open up a misfire on that, such as "it's my choice whether or not my kid wears a seat belt, etc.").

what i'm saying is that I am cognizant of how sealt belts may one day save my life, but it should be my choice to wear one, not some politican's.

other stuff before i go:

the link put up for barneysplat, while good, also gives you a rather early version of barneysplat, and if you downloaded it and played it, you probably thought "jesus christ, this game SUCKS!"

never fear. I found a much better version, and i will post it tomorrow or the next day for you all to enjoy.

I turn 25 in a couple of hours, and i'm still waiting for you presents, jackasses. *S*

till then,

mdame


Now in darkness world stops turning
As the war machine keeps burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of god has struck the hour

Two Days to my B-day, and not one goddamned present YET from all the Jackholes that are going to be gone to the Army/Navy game. You guys suck, and I hope your children are born with tentacles for eyes.

Not really.

I didn't sleep last night, and it sucked. This usually happend when i tell myself "I will only play Diablo II till midnight." Then, all of a sudden 4am rolls around and I have an 8 o clock I have to be up for in three hours. Fun times and I do it to myself. The Sad thing is, is that i didn't really want to play Diablo 2 at all(however much time i spend on Diablo 2, at least i'm not On everCrack doing things like This) I really wanted to dive into some old computer games, but Becuase of the Gatesopoly scheme to make all software you own obsolete, I use 2000 pro, and all you ME and XP users don't know how bad you have it. Allow me to present

The 5 Coolest games you'll Never Play Becuase Microsoft Hates you:

1. Space Quest. nothing Better than playing a goofball slacker who has, quite by accident, mind you, saved the univese six times. Point and click advnetures at it's greatest.

2. Braminar. You may not have heard of this one, but it was the awesomeest text game ever for Pc-DOS. I'm convinced that the only copies of it exist today are on my computer(UPDATE: holy shit I FOUND IT! here's the download link). You wouldn't believe how many times me and Warren Behm had to yell at Russell Duff to stop playing his dad's strip poker game just to play this game. We were ten, so CGA boobies didn't hold the same sway on us back then. some of you will hopefully now know the joy of drinking a Zombie urine sample

3. Legend of the Red Dragon(LORD). a BBS Game From Seth Able Robinson, who amazingly is still in the biz if Everquest is the crack, then LORD was the Marijuana of Online Role Playing Games.

4. BarneySplat! I played this game daily. yet another BBS game, i always played it in local mode. there's no real words that can describe what this game is like.... though you can probbaly gather, it's not all about Holding hands and singing songs. download Here(but don't ask me What the Hell it's doing on that server. if the link goes down, let me know).

5. . I was bitching at Tim and Brandon this weekend while playing Worms Armageddon on the Dreamcast about how Worms pales in compared to Scorched Earth. you haven't lived till you've gone up against terminator-Style AI in tanks Launching MIRV's.

Alas, you poor poor children. Hopefully, you will be able to play some of these games. but if not, I pity you. You will never know the joy of offbeat games.

Anywas, Here's a funny link or two to check out:

The Tard Blog. Tasteless, some may say, but Amusing to sick bastards like myself.

Seanbaby.com. If you read gaming Magazines, you may have heard of this guy. Definately worth a check out, if only to see what the Twenty worst Games EVER look like. Funny and poignant at times.

One last thing. A reader pointed out that in order to see past updates, you have to click on The calendar day to bring up that day's Blog, since I set the Veiwmode to show the latest Entry. As far as i know, this is a limitation of the blog script.

confidential To Mettchen: I just Like to piss people off :)

well, time to go pass out. I feel asleep.

mdame



All of a sudden, there shined a shiny demon in the middle of the road.
And he said:
"Play the best song in the world, or I'll eat your soul."
Well me and Kyle, we looked at each other,
and we each said:
"Okay."

today, a post, only to bitch a little.

someone on SOI yesterday went on a long-ass multiple thread bitchfest about how citizens of SOI actively witchhunt underagers and discriminate against them and all this BS.

by the end of the night, she wraps up with something along the lines of "well, i got the attention i needed, thanks." after pushig the issue in the faces of everybody and littering the board withher Bullshit nonsense. and here, is a direct quote form said person:

It took something controversial and using argumentative tactics I normally look down upon, but it seems I've gotten people's attention. Judging from responses to similar previous players who have done the same, I'd say that I've gathered the attention I'd wanted to convey the message I have planned.

Now, maybe it's just me being the usual jackass, but I took this as a bit of an insult upon my character at SOI. Not that anyone who normally reads this site should care, but for those that do know me from SOI, I have a bit(okay, a lot) of a vitriolic nature on SOI. this is generally derived from a complete lack of any sense of fear for anyone, having met several of the peoples in person(and quite possibly an underlying superiority complex) and just part of my nature to lash out textually at something that i greatly opppose, which is general stupidity and elitism on the site.

however, I don't resort to multiple threads with the intent of littering the corkboards. that, my dear friends, is trolling. there is a difference between trolling for attention, and being needlessly caustic, the latter being more my tastes.

anywho, i'm out. Like i said yesterday, larger post coming monday, with links du jour.


mdame


And a bad luck wind been blowin' on my back
Pray you don't look at me
And I pray I don't look back

At the S&S, Two goats in the bar, first trying to mate(they are brother and sister, no less), then Fighting for the better half of the night.

the bar, needless to say, was completely enthralled.

that basically sums up the night. there's nothing funnier I can tell you. if anyone's just pictures, send 'em my way.

Big post due monday, complete with links aplenty.

A long long last couple of days.

WED: Me, the brothers Nunkie, Brandocrap, Slowbek and The Lady go to the S&S. drinks are being had, good times and all(except for the fact i got charged four fucking dollars for a pitcher of beer a.k.a. "the ugly Tax"). then Tman calls, tells us that there's a change of Venue. we're heading to the KC hall, but not before Mt. Hooter shows up with her boyfriend.

We're still worried becuase Braddong called me and Patch was on the lookout for us. Brando, Nunkie, and the Lady leave to go Meet Tman and Sal at Sal's house,leaving Me, Slowbek, Hooter and hey BF to another pitcher of beer(and a Really pissed off LIvingdead after Slowbek buys the pitcher for 2 bucks, then Hooter's Boyfriend buys one for three).

So. eveyrone gets organized, we all head to The KC hall, where the rest of the gang shows up. Even The Lady's friend, someone called "the Grease Master" decided to show up to find out how i am after a few beers. A host of teachers from Christopher High School show up as well, where one of them kept going on and on about how "this isn't right", to which I say.... too goddamned bad. you're getting old, deal with it. All the other teachers had no problem, Even the teacher who I was a complete ass to in high school and, coincidentally, left a few "presents" on her doorstep on more than one occasion. (Thank god for the statute of limitations!)

But it dosen't end there, my friends. In the Midst of Me, Patch, and Tman dorking out over computers, we discover that the venue is being changed again... we're going to fearless's. One can guess who was behind this idea. So all we go, and no sooner i walk into the door, I am greeted with not one, but TWO cans of STAG. Crazy danceness ensues, with Nunkie earning the title of "The Next Cookieman" ater a rousing Alabama dance number. Braddong also finally gets to join us.

Then, everything comes full circle, as we head back to the S. where i ran into Katie Cook, notable only becuase i finally apologied for being a Poor fat kid who had a crush on her from 4th grade to 7th grade. other peoples joined, Julie, casey, and Dong's girlfriend, Michelle.

This is where everything starts breaking up, most notably Nunkie and Brandocrap going on a drunken walk called a "constitutional", Slowbek took his chances with the po po, and I ended up drunk. all went planned.


THURS:

got woke up early, with a hangover, headed down to Olmstead, hung with a cousins, ate some turkey and so delish pumpkin pie. came home, got the T and B and the Lady over for some spades, with Matt Miller showing up unexpectedly, and ruined several movies yet to be out for us. Nah, seriously, I'm a bad friend to him. I need to call him more often. Spades went well, which is to say, "Like a train Wreck with Jesus Christ on it and he refuses to use his super healing powers", all becuase Brandocrap was a teammate and he Supa-Fucked me with the six of clubs as I was trying to go Nil. That was the highlight of thursday, Turkey and my teammate fucking me.

So now, today. I was supposed to go with The Lady to STL for some interviews for her Medtech programs she's trying to get in, but i got out of it, as she decided to take her mom instead. So there's something going on at Sal's, and I fully intend to go check it all out.

one last thing, if we ever remember to take a camera when all of us are going out, there's be many many many incriminating pictures. Luckily, no one ever remembers, or dosen't want to be "that shutterbug dork in the bar".

Hasta de some spanish i don't remember,

mdame



Secret song, you're the secretest song on the album
Secret song
Songs are made of mysteries
And clouds are made of moonbeams
Secret song
Secret song, I love you all night long
I can't stand to see you go
Secret song, I love you so

Happy We killed all the Indians day! hope you guys burn down your houses deep frying turkeys! good update tomorrow, I promise!

Once upon a time, there was this really cool idea: what if we could talk to other people that have computers, on the computer? then BOOM! the internet was born.

And it was good. geeks everywhere, who otherwise had no friends, could be pig players on the net. you could have steamy senual relationships, download the newest version of nethack, and of course.... look at porn.

then, sometime in the early 90's, it began to suck. big business saw a new avenue to adversite on, some guy wrote this thing called a This on here. Now go pat yourself on the back and buy something on Ebay with your double platinium molybdenum VISA card that you got from a offer in your email.


Wow. I've bitched about stuff for two days in a row. I swear i'll put something happy up tomorrow.

till then,

mdame



Wish I may
Wish I might
Have this wish I wish tonight
I want that star
I want it now
I want it all and I dont care how

It's about goddamned Time we heard something.

Sorry there's no story today like I promised, instead i'm going to bitch.

first off, all you motherfuckers need to learn how to drive, or get shot in the face by the ghosts of DMV workers past.

Secondly, don't EVER tell me to chill out when I'm rightly pissed, especially when you are someone who lied about thier age on an ADULT website, and STILL look like the locker room towelboy's retarded helper.

thirdly, STOP BUYING SUV'S, GODDAMNIT! SUV's=I am a trendy fucknozzle who likes dependance on foreign oil that destroys the atmosphere.


I could go on for a good hour about this, but I'll spare you.

If you couldn't tell, I'm ready for all the guys to be home already. The S isn't going to know what the hell hit them come tomarrow night.


till tomarrow.

mdame


Who the fuck am I to criticize your twisted state of mind?
You're leavin' me suspect I'm leaving you grotesque
Feels like a burn from which you never learn
Cause and effect you jealous ass
Press your face against the glass
suffer!

today, shall be declared a clearinghouse of links. read and enjoy.

Jonathan Brandisdead at 27. Sad as that is, thank god it wasn't Wesley Crusher.

Michael Jackson Starts his own Website in last ditch effort to sway public media. Sorry pal, but even Amazoners aren't supporting you now.

on this day In 1859, British naturalist Charles Darwin published On the Origin of Species, pissing off religious fundies en masse. Thankfully, Jerry falwell wouldn't be invented for another 74 years to bitch about it.

enough news, already! friend links time!

Terez has a website that she updates about every week or so. You can find out more about The Lady Here.

Tman, aka "Old Jew Synthesizer" has a blog as well, and actually has his picture on it(which makes me secretly jealous). follow this link and read all about the Murray Phenom.

some of you have heard me speak in a low whisper(with a lisp, no less)about a certain subject which many know about, but none dare speak openly of it. find out about this "dong of Brad" Here. He wasn't updated in a while, but the funny stuff is worth a look, more specifically the infamous Celebrity sibling picture(hopefully this will also spur him to update more).

Tomarrow, I will write more and link less, as I will break my silence about the six degrees of bradong. Most of you know it already, but I'm going to tell my side of the story, of how I was once a innocent little video game dork that became foul-mouthed and corrupt by the touch of a Weiner voiced by Gilbert Gottfried.

stay tuned, folks.


mdame


I don't wanna go to Sunset Strip
I don't wanna feel the emptyness
Old marquees with stupid band names
I don't wanna go to Sunset Strip

Whoops. I really meant to update yesterday, but one thing led to another and well, to be quite honest, I smashed at Nichole's reception. The Lady was there to tell me all about it the next day. a lot of stuff came out that i tried really hard in my formulative years to repress, such as the Fact that I did go to an MC hammer concert, and that i had various crushes on all of nichole's friends at one time or another. I also danced like a fool, committed a real faux paus when I was serenating Terez to Brown eyed girl, which she is not.

So after the reception is done, we head on over to Bradong's Shack, still looking all fancy in my tux wear, and well on my way of being drunk. after a few more beers, and being called the "dapper drunk", I launched into a tirade about BDSM, eventually explaing to Bradley the proper aesthetics of putting on a cockring. yes, you read that right. not only was the explanation slurred heavily, but i think i didn't really explain the idea of putting a metal ring around your parts and how it's supposed to feel good. after all that, we head home and hit the hay, quite tired, but not before spending twenty unsuccessful minutes bent over the Bathtub "pulling the trigger".

enter around five a clock in the morning. terez wakes me up, after trying to twice before, becuase there is someone pounding on my window. first thing i see is a mass of cleavage. Me, still somewhat drunk and tired, think that this is my luckiest day ever and i'm going to get a threesome with whoever this is.

Then I realize it's Angie at my window. Turns out she was with Lisa and Lisa went off with person X, leaving Angie stranded at Lisa's cousin's house, with Euker tyring to get into her pants hardcore. So she told them she was going to go get a beer, and in a deft move of deception, walked right out the backdoor and came over to my house and crashed.

so that was my night. once again, apologies to the faithful readers who had nothing to read yesterday, but i think the events that transpired were worth waiting for to read. No links today either. sorry. Maybe tomorrow if i don't get wrapped up in Diablo 2, or not recoving from a hangover from tonight.

Today, my horrorshow friends, we begin a week of Drinking and Video games, or, doing as little as humanly possible. This however won't start in earnest till wednesday, when everyone comes home for the annual turkey Murderfest.

COngratulations to Cliff and Dawn, who finally got to find out what the baby was going to be. Much to my chagrin, It won't be a Killbot from Dimension X, but instead a girl. If she's to be anything like her parents.... well, let's not go there. this also means i won't be able to drop by every spring and teach her cool boy things, like eating worms and playing army with her barbie dolls. well... now that i think of it...

This is what we call a topic change.

I love my violence. And today, if you are so inclined, I would like for you to embrace it as well. I believe it should be up to the parents to decide what is right for thier children, not some bleed-heart non profit organization that like to curse at all the toys that are more complex than legos or some shady company that basically pirates movies and cuts out the good bits.

Two Links i want you to see, and make fun of.

The Lion and Lamb Project, which essentially makes a list of all the naughty toys that will make your children into Mindless killers of other mindless killer children.

Clean Films, a site that sanitizes movies so you can watch them with your kids, or not feel like god's shaking your finger at you for watching a blasphemous movie. This place really just gets my goat. one example of "family edited" movies they have up is "28 days later". Now, for those of you that have seen this movie, Kindly explain to me how in the Blue fuck you're going to edit this movie and still make it watchable? Another example: "3000 miles to graceland"(mostly mentioned becuase this movie kicks mucho ass and you should watch it). How in the hell are they going to chop this movie up and have it still make a modicum of sense? god forbid if they ever try to give the same treatment to Books.

For a little comic relief, check out Kim Jong Il's Movie Review. hurry, before the north koreans find this page and murder me in my sleep!

and that's the news, folks. I better start seeing some of you out and about this weekend.

I'm getting lazy about this. Mainly because I Don't really have any cool link to throw out today. So i'm probably going to ramble on and on for quite a while. You've been warned.

So, I'm Sitting in Literature class, and as some of you might already know, there is a set of douchebags that are in there on a golf Scholarship. One of them plays with thier "cool as hell"(sic) cell phone for over half the first hour, text messageing someone every few minutes and getting a reply. When we go to Break, they decide to bust out and leave, giving the teacher some of the stupidest and unrealistic excuses as to why they are leaving. It's my hopes that these Taint-licking, golf-playing Leghumpers get what they deserve and fail the course.

While I'm at it, I want to go to britian. We had a cockney sounding chap in class today telling us of the study abroad program. Having a bit of the travel bug in me, I was seriously contemplating signing up. Sure, it had nothign to do at all with my major, but i could take a semester of Jackoff classes if it meant getting out of the country and getting to drink at a offical pub.

Then he dropped the cost on us: 5 to 6 grand, for three months.Nuts to that.

So here's my plan: I got a couple of friends in that there Britanland. When spring time rolls around, i'm going to hit them up with a "I'm a stupid american bloke, can I shack up with you for a week if I come over there? I'll buy the fish and chips, cheerio!" Scam, buy myself a plane ticket to London, and spend a week there trying to get the Royal Hause Guard to kick my ass.


Happy thoughts: Hey! It's thursday! that means I can go out and drink till closing time because I don't have class till one on friday. And after that.... the Magic Begins. A whole week of doing nothing but drinking from the cups of the sweet, sweet goddess, Scotch. There's a good chance there will be a drunken raving posted on this hallowed website. again, you have been warned.

Anyways, I don't really have much exciting to post about this week, so I've noticed. I'm sorry about that. Well, Not really sorry, Becuase I've been catching up on my sleep. and Watching cool ass movies, and Playing My alter-ego on Diablo 2. hopefully, one day i will be paid a kabillion dollars for all the mad skillz i have amassed with my Necromancer. You mya have a cool barbarian, or even A neato amazon, but you haven't lived till you Take a sickly pale man and make him into a tiny Jesus Christ with a 4000 hit point Fire Golem playing Lazarus.

Irrevelant side point: I want to play Manhunt for PS2. and a bunch of other games.


well, time for lunch. I'll catch you blokes later.

I am Dork Prime.

first off... Math Sucks Grungy ass. Secondly, Fred Durst sucks the fecal remains of Math's rotten ass for ruining my listening pleasure today on the Point. May he Rot in hell.

Thirdly, Someone better Stash Jacko... the arrest warrants have been written.

What else... Being kinda harebrained today.

Lucent is laying off. Someone call Patch and see if he's still got a job.
(EDIT: I am a dumbass. Disregard the last line.)

HEY... it's Humpday! go out and celebrate if you can! Lord knows im going to. I need another beer or three on top of a largeass burger. it'll do wonders for that 'ol ticker of mine.

anyways, I'm off. Sorry for the fuck and run routine, but I gotta go pick up my Tux.

Afternoon folks. When I first hammered this out in the hallowed halls of the John A logan Computer lab, I was already pissed off over some asstard who deciced that I shouldn't have a nice white shirt and spilled coffee all over it, as I finished up my blog for the day and hit update... the blog decided not to take it... and I lost the entire article.

Step carefully with me readers, as I try to recreate the magic and find "the Lost Blog"... cue the spooky music, maestro.


Woke up really early again this morning, after a somehow restful night on the couch fighting with the dog and cat for foot space. got online to find yet another restless soul, Jason. After a few messages, I invited him over for some early morning coffee and a chance to powwow.

Sweet jesus. That sounds like the opening plot for a really bad porno. That, or I'm really turning into a Martha Stewart clonefag, going on about coffee klatches and whatnot.

Anyways, went to school, looking all nice and stuff in church clothes, I go to get my pencil sharpened when some *NSync reject decided to throw away his coffee. The coffee, utilizing shock absoption physics from planet X, hit the bottom of the trash can and splashed back up all over me. So instead of looking all pimped out and dressed up, I look like I just fished my shirt out of the clothes hamper(i.e. my everyday look). As much as that pissed me off, I couldn't help but to think of how lucky I was that the coffee was only lukewarm. Once, I had hot choclate dumped onto my crotch by one of Dawn's Friends at a Denny's. Looking at it with that experience in mind, I suppoe I lucked out.

I did have "I suppose the glass was half full" in that last line, but i'd rather not insult your intelligence with a stupid ass pun.

While i'm thinking of it, if you got the Extra time and Money, Help out a needy child this year to give them what everyone deserves-A Wonderful Christmas. I'm not someone who's push something I don't believe in(most of you are probabaly going to go all out and call me some kind of promo whore before this blog is done with anyways) but The Angel Tree Project is a wonderful program where you can essentially sponsor a local child to get him or her that they want(that cool thingamajig in the toy isle) and more importantly, what they Need (socks, coat, clothes). Like I said, I think it's a great program that helps out your local families at this time of year. Check out your Local Salvation Army for more details.

other errata:
Meat loaf, aka "Meat Tits", collapses onstage. Londoners immediately starting chanting "His name is Robert Paulson!"

File under "Did you know?"

That today in 1820, U.S. Navy Captain Nathaniel B. Palmer discovered the frozen continent of Antarctica. nobody cared until after World War 2, when the world needed a place to put all of their mad scientists.

Also today in 1978, California Congressman Leo Ryan and four others were killed in Jonestown, Guyana, by members of the Peoples Temple. the killings were followed by a night of mass murder and suicide by cult members. General Foods nearly goes bankrupt after sending the Kool-Aid Man into Therapy.

A link or three to check out if you're bored:

Perverted Justice- paradoxially Hilarious and sick at the same time. Probably the best reason why not to start up a conversation with that horny 14-year old in the chatroom, as if you should need any further dissuasion.

The covers Project- Play six degress of Kevin Bacon with songs, or find out who covered that catchy song you heard on the radio.

Speaking of Kevin Bacon, check out the Oracle of Bacon Here.

Confidential to Jason V.H.: You don't have enough popular points to get called to hang out with us uptown, but no one's going to say anything if you just happen to show up...(hint, hint)

Confidential to Terez: Jet.

That's all for today, Kids. I'm gonna go have a beer with Jason. Cheers.

mdame


Well I try my best
To be just like I am
But everybody wants you
To be just like them