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SEASON 4 STARTS NEXT WEEK. AS IN, THIS THURSDAY.
OMGWTFYAY!!!!!!!1!
SEASON 4 STARTS NEXT WEEK. AS IN, THIS THURSDAY.
OMGWTFYAY!!!!!!!1!
on the tape deck: The Package, A Perfect Circle
1 showed | show me
big damn lj
chin up, we're not dead yet.
03 November 2007 @ 05:19 pm
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THE BEST LINE IN HISTORY, IN THE BEST STORY IN HISTORY, I AM NOT FUCKING KIDDING YOU.
YOU WILL KNOW IT WHEN YOU READ IT BECAUSE YOU WILL HEAR THE SOUND OF YOUR MIND SHATTERING.
YES, IT IS THAT GOOD.
No, seriously. It is. Its basically someone giving a name to my patron gods, and not too bad a face either.
And now is my time to get philisophical, so I suggest you just skim through this. This is just me putting thoughts to internet.
I have always loved travelling. I have always loved being the drifter, the one with no roots, no ties, outside the margin, beyond what you consider your world. If I see myself growing up to be something good, its in the caravan of merchents with a Winnebago and a trailer, drifing from one flea market to another faire. Its in the vagabond that makes money as they go, no ties, no address, no fucking phone number for all the world to find you. Its following the seasons, visiting places and people that you have never seen before, and may never again. Its something new every day, something scary, something that no one can take away. Its the rolling scenery, the wide open, empty highway, the grunge of sleeping in your car and washing your hair in a public restroom sink. Its brooding over a cup of diner coffee, in no hurry to be anywhere, because you have no one claiming your time, your presence.
I have always hated affluence. I hate having money just sitting there, doing nothing except weighing on your mind. I hate the idea of designer clothes that you only wear once, jewels you leave in a vault, cars you drive just to look good. I hate going to faires, circuses, markets, because I always feel like I am on the wrong side of the table. I shouldnt be browsing through earrings, I should be back there helping unload the truck.
I had a taste of that a few years ago, and while I hated the cause, the sense of being outside looking in was perhaps the best in the world. I was below notice for most everyone, and I didnt care.
I pretty much figure that if I was ever stuck in an office situation, I would crack from the monotiny of it all. Thats one of the reasons I started dying my hair all sorts of colors, piercing my own ears, splattering paint on my walls and clothes. To have some change, something new and different. The same, but not.
Unfortunatly, the only occupations I can think of that would accomidate that lifestyle is that of a trucker, or running away to join the circus. And Cirque de Soleil has pretty much ruined the classic circus for those who actually have bones, so thats ruled out.
Theres always being homeless...
Anyway, I have found my dieties. The Gods of the Highway. Bring it.
THE BEST LINE IN HISTORY, IN THE BEST STORY IN HISTORY, I AM NOT FUCKING KIDDING YOU.
YOU WILL KNOW IT WHEN YOU READ IT BECAUSE YOU WILL HEAR THE SOUND OF YOUR MIND SHATTERING.
YES, IT IS THAT GOOD.
No, seriously. It is. Its basically someone giving a name to my patron gods, and not too bad a face either.
And now is my time to get philisophical, so I suggest you just skim through this. This is just me putting thoughts to internet.
I have always loved travelling. I have always loved being the drifter, the one with no roots, no ties, outside the margin, beyond what you consider your world. If I see myself growing up to be something good, its in the caravan of merchents with a Winnebago and a trailer, drifing from one flea market to another faire. Its in the vagabond that makes money as they go, no ties, no address, no fucking phone number for all the world to find you. Its following the seasons, visiting places and people that you have never seen before, and may never again. Its something new every day, something scary, something that no one can take away. Its the rolling scenery, the wide open, empty highway, the grunge of sleeping in your car and washing your hair in a public restroom sink. Its brooding over a cup of diner coffee, in no hurry to be anywhere, because you have no one claiming your time, your presence.
I have always hated affluence. I hate having money just sitting there, doing nothing except weighing on your mind. I hate the idea of designer clothes that you only wear once, jewels you leave in a vault, cars you drive just to look good. I hate going to faires, circuses, markets, because I always feel like I am on the wrong side of the table. I shouldnt be browsing through earrings, I should be back there helping unload the truck.
I had a taste of that a few years ago, and while I hated the cause, the sense of being outside looking in was perhaps the best in the world. I was below notice for most everyone, and I didnt care.
I pretty much figure that if I was ever stuck in an office situation, I would crack from the monotiny of it all. Thats one of the reasons I started dying my hair all sorts of colors, piercing my own ears, splattering paint on my walls and clothes. To have some change, something new and different. The same, but not.
Unfortunatly, the only occupations I can think of that would accomidate that lifestyle is that of a trucker, or running away to join the circus. And Cirque de Soleil has pretty much ruined the classic circus for those who actually have bones, so thats ruled out.
Theres always being homeless...
Anyway, I have found my dieties. The Gods of the Highway. Bring it.
on the tape deck: Crystal by Stevie Nicks
03 October 2007 @ 03:04 pm
DUDE! I WAS PLAYING GOLDEN SUN II AND THERE WAS THIS GUY WHO WANDERS UP AND GOES
"PHEW! I FEEL LIKE I JUST WALKED 500 MILES!"
AND I WAS LIKE, 'I KNOW THAT SONG! IS HE GONNA...'
AND THEN HE WAS LIKE "AND I COULD WALK 500 MORE!"
AND I WAS LIKE LOLZLOLZLOLZLOLZ!
PROCLAIMERS FTW!
ITS KINDA LIKE IN POKèMON, WHEN YOU TALK TO A HIKER DUDE IN MOUNT MOON, AND HE'S LIKE, "HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT!"
AND AFTER YOU KICK IS ASS HE GOES, "FIRED AWAY!"
DOES NO ONE ELSE NOTICE THESE THINGS?!
"PHEW! I FEEL LIKE I JUST WALKED 500 MILES!"
AND I WAS LIKE, 'I KNOW THAT SONG! IS HE GONNA...'
AND THEN HE WAS LIKE "AND I COULD WALK 500 MORE!"
AND I WAS LIKE LOLZLOLZLOLZLOLZ!
PROCLAIMERS FTW!
ITS KINDA LIKE IN POKèMON, WHEN YOU TALK TO A HIKER DUDE IN MOUNT MOON, AND HE'S LIKE, "HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT!"
AND AFTER YOU KICK IS ASS HE GOES, "FIRED AWAY!"
DOES NO ONE ELSE NOTICE THESE THINGS?!
on the tape deck: Eulogy by Tool
17 June 2007 @ 05:19 pm
Gather 'round, children, for I have a tale to tell that will rape the last of your innocence oh-so-viciously.
Many a year ago, I once wrote stories. I will go no further than that, for the details are too painful for you to have to deal with along with this.
I had long ago set out boundries for what I knew to be over the edge of sanity. Writing Invader Zim slash was that boundry.
Needless to say, it was crossed (and I still get the weird review for it to this day), and I considered my trek into HappyLand with flowers and hypodermic needles complete.
Little did I know.
I was scrolling along DeviantArt today, and found something that not only made my pathetic fic look lame and wimpy, IT WAS DONE WELL.
And that would be: Psychonauts slash.
neofox... Why?
Why?!
WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT?
Many a year ago, I once wrote stories. I will go no further than that, for the details are too painful for you to have to deal with along with this.
I had long ago set out boundries for what I knew to be over the edge of sanity. Writing Invader Zim slash was that boundry.
Needless to say, it was crossed (and I still get the weird review for it to this day), and I considered my trek into HappyLand with flowers and hypodermic needles complete.
Little did I know.
I was scrolling along DeviantArt today, and found something that not only made my pathetic fic look lame and wimpy, IT WAS DONE WELL.
And that would be: Psychonauts slash.
neofox... Why?
Why?!
WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT?
for now, I'm: 
OMFGFORREALZ?
OMFGFORREALZ?on the tape deck: Spybreak by Propellerheads
05 June 2007 @ 11:31 pm
HO MY GOD, FOLKS. I DID NOT REALIZE THIS.
I REC'ED DRAGONLANCE: DRAGONS OF AUTUMN TWILIGHT WITHOUT FREAKING REALIZING THAT MICHEAL ROSENBAUM AND KIEFER SUTHERLAND WERE GONNA VOICE TANIS AND RAISTLIN!
IF YOU ARE TOO LAZY TO FOLLOW THE LINKS, I AM TALKING ABOUT LEX LUTHOR FROM SMALLVILLE AND THAT GUY FROM 24 (I KNOW HIM BETTER FROM LOST BOYS)!
THEY ARE GONNA VOICE THE CRACKSLASH PAIRING OF MY YOUTH!
HO MY GOD!
I REC'ED DRAGONLANCE: DRAGONS OF AUTUMN TWILIGHT WITHOUT FREAKING REALIZING THAT MICHEAL ROSENBAUM AND KIEFER SUTHERLAND WERE GONNA VOICE TANIS AND RAISTLIN!
IF YOU ARE TOO LAZY TO FOLLOW THE LINKS, I AM TALKING ABOUT LEX LUTHOR FROM SMALLVILLE AND THAT GUY FROM 24 (I KNOW HIM BETTER FROM LOST BOYS)!
THEY ARE GONNA VOICE THE CRACKSLASH PAIRING OF MY YOUTH!
HO MY GOD!
on the tape deck: Set It Off by DJ Spud
09 April 2007 @ 10:22 pm
OHGODYUSS! PICSPAMLJCUTSAREFORSUCKS!
DUNECATFORWIN!
ONEDOESNOTSIMPLYROCKINTOSPARTAAAAAAAAAAA
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sublimeparadigmFORYOURAWESOME
DUNECATFORWIN!
ONEDOESNOTSIMPLYROCKINTOSPARTAAAAAAAAAAA
THANKYOU
sublimeparadigmFORYOURAWESOMEfor now, I'm: 
hysteria
hysteriaon the tape deck: Terminator Theme