Hi everyone. How are you doing? Really? Ok shut up. Enough about you, let's talk about me.
As mentioned before, I bought a DS. I have found it a test of my mettle to put the damn thing down. I know the thing has a touch screen, which speaks to a deeper tactile experience than any other gaming platform has dremed of presenting, but I have caught myself wanting to snuggle the system out of thanks. That kind of touching is not good. Anything that makes me choose between Mario Kart DS and Legend of Zelda: A link to the past at the start up screen has to be sinful. That kind of choice is like asking me to choose between sex with any SG of my choosing OR having a conversation with a reanimated Mark Twain. It isn't a matter of prefernce, it's a matter of order.
Speaking of the DS, I am a bad influence on friends. I persuaded Jeff to get one with my own purchase. We play A LOT. In this vein, I also played a role in Jeff getting tattoed, a prospect he might have formerly scoffed at. Ceremony might soon get a tat as well, though she had always wanted one. I seem to unlock that in people. Secret wants and desires for things a body doesn't require for survival, but NEEDS to live.
In the category of pertinent life matters I had a test in Research Methods today. Anyone want to talk about factorial design style experiments? The day before I went to a Head Start daycare center and volunteered to play with some two year olds for Developmental Psych. They were both adoreable and overwhelming. It was like being dropped in a pit of puppies.
Before I go I should express that I really wanted to make a joke involving a factorial design experiment and fucking your mom last night, with repeated measures on the second variable (that being your dad's wife). Unfortunately that's more of a nominal scale thing. When and if I do, it will totally be here, WITH a graph. Love you, mean it.
You didn't fugue you were beserk That's like comparin' a lunatic to a pissed man with goals
EDIT: I really would like to go around to everyone I barely know on this site and leave saucy comments but unfortunately I am sicker than geriatric fornication. I think some kid gave me the deadly Mutaba virus. More on this later.
As mentioned before, I bought a DS. I have found it a test of my mettle to put the damn thing down. I know the thing has a touch screen, which speaks to a deeper tactile experience than any other gaming platform has dremed of presenting, but I have caught myself wanting to snuggle the system out of thanks. That kind of touching is not good. Anything that makes me choose between Mario Kart DS and Legend of Zelda: A link to the past at the start up screen has to be sinful. That kind of choice is like asking me to choose between sex with any SG of my choosing OR having a conversation with a reanimated Mark Twain. It isn't a matter of prefernce, it's a matter of order.
Speaking of the DS, I am a bad influence on friends. I persuaded Jeff to get one with my own purchase. We play A LOT. In this vein, I also played a role in Jeff getting tattoed, a prospect he might have formerly scoffed at. Ceremony might soon get a tat as well, though she had always wanted one. I seem to unlock that in people. Secret wants and desires for things a body doesn't require for survival, but NEEDS to live.
In the category of pertinent life matters I had a test in Research Methods today. Anyone want to talk about factorial design style experiments? The day before I went to a Head Start daycare center and volunteered to play with some two year olds for Developmental Psych. They were both adoreable and overwhelming. It was like being dropped in a pit of puppies.
Before I go I should express that I really wanted to make a joke involving a factorial design experiment and fucking your mom last night, with repeated measures on the second variable (that being your dad's wife). Unfortunately that's more of a nominal scale thing. When and if I do, it will totally be here, WITH a graph. Love you, mean it.
You didn't fugue you were beserk That's like comparin' a lunatic to a pissed man with goals
EDIT: I really would like to go around to everyone I barely know on this site and leave saucy comments but unfortunately I am sicker than geriatric fornication. I think some kid gave me the deadly Mutaba virus. More on this later.
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arycore:
thank ya love
adria:
Ha ha ha! Great.