The following just flashed across the anonymous shoutbox on a torrent site I frequent:
fuck ebonics i'm here for DEXTER wheres DEXTER? | you gotta say Dexta or it's racist
That is all.
It occurred to me today as I downed a handful of Ibuprofin that my most debilitating injuries have been really mundane. I've fallen off a 40-foot tower, been drug down the street by a truck, I've been whacked upside the head with a baseball and a baseball bat, kicked in the ribs, stabbed in the face, and none of it has slowed me down like sleeping on my shoulder wrong. I can't turn my head to the right more than a few degrees, right now, without the entire right half of my back feeling like it's trying to rip itself off the rest of my torso. Road rash so deep it leaves permanent nerve damage? No problem, I'm up and ready for some paintball a few days later. Roll over in bed just so? Paralyzed for life.
Every time I see this thread title, I think the same thing: "How do you base a Suicide Girl on a picture or... wait, what? Oh, I get it now."
Some people call me thick, but I think they may be overestimating my abilities.
Some people call me thick, but I think they may be overestimating my abilities.
New glasses, replacing the ones I got in 2004. I got the kind with dark frames and horizontally wide, vertically narrow lenses. I am the very image of the modern hipster astigmatic. I have to say, I'll miss my glass lenses (these ones are plastic). Glass lenses are much harder to scratch, even if you clean them on your shirt several times a day for six years. Most people think they won't scratch at all, but I have proof that all it takes is being too lazy to get a tissue or see an eye doctor.
One of the places from which I download things in a completely legal manner is constantly stocked with files related to something called "Wakfu". I decided to find out what it is. I found the wiki, which offered this plot summary:
In the time of Dofus, an ogre named Ogrest managed to get all 6 Dofus eggs for the sake of someone he loved. However, she was interested only in the eggs, and Ogrest killed her in a fit of rage. Later realizing what he'd done, he climbed to a mountaintop and cried for 1000 years. This brings us to the time of Wakfu. Now the "goal" is to defeat Ogrest, but, like Dofus, this is not necessary.
I know less now that when I started.
According to Wikipedia, Baskin-Robbins' current slogan is "YAY!"
This pleases me greatly.
This pleases me greatly.
My favorite online newspaper just linked to my favorite blog. It's like crossover slash fiction for geeks, only with less penises.
I occasionally see a spider skitter across the ceiling above me when I am asleep in bed. This is generally followed by me teleporting out of my bedroom and then waking up halfway down the stairs. The most annoying part about this is that a) it's pitch dark, and b) even if there were any light, I don't have my glasses on and would not be capable of spotting a god damn beluga whale if it were skittering across my frickin' ceiling.
Fuckin' mindspiders, man.
Fuckin' mindspiders, man.
Five more minutes of the neighbors' dog howling, and either he's going out the window or I am.
