Bah...what's life without instant gratification...to know at the speed of electrons what's en vogue or not....what's respectably 'indie' or not...what's grammatically correct or not....fuck it....
I err at the speed of vodka, you know what that means...
...neither do I...
I err at the speed of vodka, you know what that means...
...neither do I...
BETELGEUSE!
BETELGEUSE!
BETELGEUSE!
Seriously, where is Michael Keaton when you need him?
BETELGEUSE!
BETELGEUSE!
Seriously, where is Michael Keaton when you need him?
So potentially there could be a rather sizable hole in the middle of the U.S. And where is the story? Fucking Buried.
Ugh. Doubleplus ugh.
In un-ugh news, I'm done with this semster. I did pretty well, rockin' a 3.8 GPA, lower than before, but hey, it wasn't goin' to last.
Saw the Golden Compass tonight, it was pretty good. It had some pretty engaging characters (Sam Elliot can do no wrong and Eva Green is a level of gorgeous that I can't really describe). Also watched Stardust tonight, (it came out on DVD recently) and that movie continues to blow me away with awesome.
Oh, and if you're even marginally into webcomics, I have to suggest that you visit Transmission-X, particularly Kukuburi, The Abominable Charles Christopher, and Princess Planet.
Ugh. Doubleplus ugh.
In un-ugh news, I'm done with this semster. I did pretty well, rockin' a 3.8 GPA, lower than before, but hey, it wasn't goin' to last.
Saw the Golden Compass tonight, it was pretty good. It had some pretty engaging characters (Sam Elliot can do no wrong and Eva Green is a level of gorgeous that I can't really describe). Also watched Stardust tonight, (it came out on DVD recently) and that movie continues to blow me away with awesome.
Oh, and if you're even marginally into webcomics, I have to suggest that you visit Transmission-X, particularly Kukuburi, The Abominable Charles Christopher, and Princess Planet.
I don't know why, but I always seem to get depressed after going on a vacation...
Watch this, if it doesn't cheer you up then you have nothing to worry about as you're most likely already dead:
Watch this, if it doesn't cheer you up then you have nothing to worry about as you're most likely already dead:
I have a nigh unbearable urge to watch the entirety of Cowboy Bebop again.
That is all.
That is all.
movieLOL
This project looks amazingly awesome.
There isn't much going on in my life. Asked a girl out, got shot down. Same old, same old.
This project looks amazingly awesome.
There isn't much going on in my life. Asked a girl out, got shot down. Same old, same old.
Got a huge presentation done with, so now I've got this huge load off my back...I'm almost giddy.
The party I was gonna go to on Saturday got canned, so instead I went to a friend's and we watched zombie flicks into the wee hours of the morning.
I'll update more later when I've got something to actually say. So for now just enjoy some FSM lovin':
A Brief Excerpt From The Gospel of the Flying Spaghetti Monster
While brooding atop Mount Salsa because he can't find a pirate ship, Mosey the Pirate captain receives some advice from the Flying Spaghetti Monster in the form of ten stone tablets. These were called the "I'd Really Rather You Didn'ts" by the FSM, the "Commandments" by Mosey, and the "Condiments" by his Pirate gang. While there were originally ten "I'd Really Rather You Didn'ts", two were dropped on the way back down the mountain, with eight remaining. This event "partly accounts for Pastafarians' flimsy moral standards". The FSM's commandments address the treatment of people of other faiths, worship of the FSM, sexual conduct, and nutrition.
The Eight "I'd Really Rather You Didn'ts"
1. I'd really rather you didn't act like a sanctimonious holier-than-thou ass when describing my noodly goodness. If some people don't believe in me, that's okay. Really, I'm not that vain. Besides, this isn't about them so don't change the subject.
2. I'd really rather you didn't use my existence as a means to oppress, subjugate, punish, eviscerate, and/or, you know, be mean to others. I don't require sacrifices, and purity is for drinking water, not people.
3. I'd really rather you didn't judge people for the way they look, or how they dress, or the way they talk, or, well, just play nice, Okay? Oh, and get this into your thick heads: woman = person. man = person. Samey = Samey. One is not better than the other, unless we're talking about fashion and I'm sorry, but I gave that to women and some guys who know the difference between teal and fuchsia.
4. I'd really rather you didn't indulge in conduct that offends yourself, or your willing, consenting partner of legal age AND mental maturity. As for anyone who might object, I think the expression is go fuck yourself, unless they find that offensive in which case they can turn off the TV for once and go for a walk for a change.
5. I'd really rather you didn't challenge the bigoted, misogynistic, hateful ideas of others on an empty stomach. Eat, then go after the bastard.
6. I'd really rather you didn't build multi million-dollar churches/temples/mosques/shrines to my noodly goodness when the money could be better spent (take your pick):
1. Ending poverty
2. Curing diseases
3. Living in peace, loving with passion, and lowering the cost of cable?I might be a complex-carbohydrate omniscient being, but I enjoy the simple things in life. I ought to know. I AM the creator.
7. I'd really rather you didn't go around telling people I talk to you. You're not that interesting. Get over yourself. And I told you to love your fellow man, can't you take a hint?
8. I'd really rather you didn't do unto others as you would have them do unto you if you are into, um, stuff that uses a lot of leather/lubricant/Las Vegas. If the other person is into it, however (pursuant to #4), then have at it, take pictures, and for the love of Mike, wear a CONDOM! Honestly, it's a piece of rubber. If I didn't want it to feel good when you did it I would have added spikes, or something.
The party I was gonna go to on Saturday got canned, so instead I went to a friend's and we watched zombie flicks into the wee hours of the morning.
I'll update more later when I've got something to actually say. So for now just enjoy some FSM lovin':
A Brief Excerpt From The Gospel of the Flying Spaghetti Monster
While brooding atop Mount Salsa because he can't find a pirate ship, Mosey the Pirate captain receives some advice from the Flying Spaghetti Monster in the form of ten stone tablets. These were called the "I'd Really Rather You Didn'ts" by the FSM, the "Commandments" by Mosey, and the "Condiments" by his Pirate gang. While there were originally ten "I'd Really Rather You Didn'ts", two were dropped on the way back down the mountain, with eight remaining. This event "partly accounts for Pastafarians' flimsy moral standards". The FSM's commandments address the treatment of people of other faiths, worship of the FSM, sexual conduct, and nutrition.
The Eight "I'd Really Rather You Didn'ts"
1. I'd really rather you didn't act like a sanctimonious holier-than-thou ass when describing my noodly goodness. If some people don't believe in me, that's okay. Really, I'm not that vain. Besides, this isn't about them so don't change the subject.
2. I'd really rather you didn't use my existence as a means to oppress, subjugate, punish, eviscerate, and/or, you know, be mean to others. I don't require sacrifices, and purity is for drinking water, not people.
3. I'd really rather you didn't judge people for the way they look, or how they dress, or the way they talk, or, well, just play nice, Okay? Oh, and get this into your thick heads: woman = person. man = person. Samey = Samey. One is not better than the other, unless we're talking about fashion and I'm sorry, but I gave that to women and some guys who know the difference between teal and fuchsia.
4. I'd really rather you didn't indulge in conduct that offends yourself, or your willing, consenting partner of legal age AND mental maturity. As for anyone who might object, I think the expression is go fuck yourself, unless they find that offensive in which case they can turn off the TV for once and go for a walk for a change.
5. I'd really rather you didn't challenge the bigoted, misogynistic, hateful ideas of others on an empty stomach. Eat, then go after the bastard.
6. I'd really rather you didn't build multi million-dollar churches/temples/mosques/shrines to my noodly goodness when the money could be better spent (take your pick):
1. Ending poverty
2. Curing diseases
3. Living in peace, loving with passion, and lowering the cost of cable?I might be a complex-carbohydrate omniscient being, but I enjoy the simple things in life. I ought to know. I AM the creator.
7. I'd really rather you didn't go around telling people I talk to you. You're not that interesting. Get over yourself. And I told you to love your fellow man, can't you take a hint?
8. I'd really rather you didn't do unto others as you would have them do unto you if you are into, um, stuff that uses a lot of leather/lubricant/Las Vegas. If the other person is into it, however (pursuant to #4), then have at it, take pictures, and for the love of Mike, wear a CONDOM! Honestly, it's a piece of rubber. If I didn't want it to feel good when you did it I would have added spikes, or something.
My day has been fucking fantastic...and by fantastic, I mean shitty....and by shitty, I mean really shitty....
Started the day off with my roommate blaring NIN at 7:30 in the morning. That was followed by some lady grabbin' my morning coffee and leaving me with her coffee that had all manner of bland tasteless crap in it....grrr, fuck your low-fat milk! I like my flavor to come with calories, dammit!
Shortly thereafter I proceeded to bomb a French midterm...yeah, FUN!
And to cap it all off, I lead a discussion today in my film class about a movie that I know that my prof. loves....and guess what happened? When we finished, he bolted from the room almost in tears he was so mad.....not sure if it was because of what I said or someone else in the class, but as he's pretty much the only professor that I give a shit about so it left me with an amazingly bad taste in my mouth....ugh...
Started the day off with my roommate blaring NIN at 7:30 in the morning. That was followed by some lady grabbin' my morning coffee and leaving me with her coffee that had all manner of bland tasteless crap in it....grrr, fuck your low-fat milk! I like my flavor to come with calories, dammit!
Shortly thereafter I proceeded to bomb a French midterm...yeah, FUN!
And to cap it all off, I lead a discussion today in my film class about a movie that I know that my prof. loves....and guess what happened? When we finished, he bolted from the room almost in tears he was so mad.....not sure if it was because of what I said or someone else in the class, but as he's pretty much the only professor that I give a shit about so it left me with an amazingly bad taste in my mouth....ugh...
I wish I had something new and exciting to tell you. But I don't. My life is, at the moment, rather boring.
I mean, most everything interesting, or at least dramatic, that's going on in my life seems to be boiled down into two short sentences:
1. My roommates are not competent as human beings.
2. College students are far too immature.
There ya go. Now go do something productive...
I mean, most everything interesting, or at least dramatic, that's going on in my life seems to be boiled down into two short sentences:
1. My roommates are not competent as human beings.
2. College students are far too immature.
There ya go. Now go do something productive...
