even i adore ya, my velouria...
Dancing around my room naked quoting pixies, oh yeah.
I'm currently using opera to write this entry, but one ought to know that it's been giving me difficulties with accessing the chat room (although I do fortunately have internet access from my room now. w00t, indeed.). I suppose I will try one of the Mozillas... but I love opera ever so much! (If you are using a pc/linuxbox I highly recommend it. I understand it is shittypants in mac).
Went to Papa Haydn's last night and scared everyone with my talk about urethral sounding and various male genital piercings. I swear, so many guys have the thinnest skin. Just talking about tapered instruments slowly being inserted into one's urethra... well, this lil' Scylla's an equator right now.
I'm still very hiding my head in the sand about the incident of a few days ago. Now it's just pissing me off. See, I use sex. Lots. I have used it as a rhetorical device in the past and I often use it just for fun. No one has ever been obligated toward me due to sex. (I am also clean as a whistle. Use protection kids. PlannedParenthood will throw it at you and swab your junk for free!) And yes i have even had yearlong bets and contests with people. And have won. (Who can forget the great race of my freshman year?) However, when I do actually find someone in whom both good-in-bed and a compelling personality/intellect have some sort of synthesis (not to imply that they are strictly anthithetical to one another), I freeze, not unlike some chocolatey deer in the headlights. And of course now I am reduced to low self esteem and being convinced that I am thoroughly uninteresting.
But alas. This also means that my famed self-confidence (I have a small gaggle of awesome freshmen girls who have formed a fanclub around me because I am awesome. I address them by their potato number. For instance, one girl is P1. This is to reduce the syllabatic cumbersomeness of 'potato one') is firmly kicked in the nuts and runs away. I suppose that a good amount of the time I just get worse and more transgressive/annoying, but I try not to think that way.
Okay. This blog is an endless parade of solipistic slop. So someone else do something. What is the most embarrassing thing you have done in front of someome you like? Please submit appropriate comments.
My sister (who successfully predicted the pirate meme of 2003) has recently emailed me to predict the monster meme of 2004. I don't know, monsters don't really have the same cache as ninjas or pirates. Perhaps she means zombies or something? I will ask her to elaborate further.
Speaking of my sister, I am visiting her in SF in two weekends. As Sifl & Olly would say, ROCK.
Dancing around my room naked quoting pixies, oh yeah.
I'm currently using opera to write this entry, but one ought to know that it's been giving me difficulties with accessing the chat room (although I do fortunately have internet access from my room now. w00t, indeed.). I suppose I will try one of the Mozillas... but I love opera ever so much! (If you are using a pc/linuxbox I highly recommend it. I understand it is shittypants in mac).
Went to Papa Haydn's last night and scared everyone with my talk about urethral sounding and various male genital piercings. I swear, so many guys have the thinnest skin. Just talking about tapered instruments slowly being inserted into one's urethra... well, this lil' Scylla's an equator right now.
I'm still very hiding my head in the sand about the incident of a few days ago. Now it's just pissing me off. See, I use sex. Lots. I have used it as a rhetorical device in the past and I often use it just for fun. No one has ever been obligated toward me due to sex. (I am also clean as a whistle. Use protection kids. PlannedParenthood will throw it at you and swab your junk for free!) And yes i have even had yearlong bets and contests with people. And have won. (Who can forget the great race of my freshman year?) However, when I do actually find someone in whom both good-in-bed and a compelling personality/intellect have some sort of synthesis (not to imply that they are strictly anthithetical to one another), I freeze, not unlike some chocolatey deer in the headlights. And of course now I am reduced to low self esteem and being convinced that I am thoroughly uninteresting.
But alas. This also means that my famed self-confidence (I have a small gaggle of awesome freshmen girls who have formed a fanclub around me because I am awesome. I address them by their potato number. For instance, one girl is P1. This is to reduce the syllabatic cumbersomeness of 'potato one') is firmly kicked in the nuts and runs away. I suppose that a good amount of the time I just get worse and more transgressive/annoying, but I try not to think that way.
Okay. This blog is an endless parade of solipistic slop. So someone else do something. What is the most embarrassing thing you have done in front of someome you like? Please submit appropriate comments.
My sister (who successfully predicted the pirate meme of 2003) has recently emailed me to predict the monster meme of 2004. I don't know, monsters don't really have the same cache as ninjas or pirates. Perhaps she means zombies or something? I will ask her to elaborate further.
Speaking of my sister, I am visiting her in SF in two weekends. As Sifl & Olly would say, ROCK.
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1)Naruto. This manga started appearing in the us printing of shonen jump (a port of a japanese weekly mag) It's awesomeness is only eclipsed by that of your journal entries. However, there are currently only two seasons of ninja magic goodness available to the federated geekboys of america. But thank god for those because not since eva have i cared for characters so much.
The premise: Groups of three ninjas train and work togeather in hopes of ultimately attaining jonin status (upper ninja).
2) realultimatepower.net ninja/pirate battling. need i say more???
Oh, my withering techno-pride.