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Mikero
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« Reply #2121 on: 16 August 2008, 03:24:42 » |
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Since I've been goooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnne eeeee!
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Anyway on the Friday the 8th I broke my diet as there was cake waiting for me at the store. My assistant manager said for my birthday he'd get me the tackiest Native belt buckle he could find for my birthday when on his vacation. He gave it to me today, it's not awful. It's got two wolf heads on it and came with a black belt, which I need because I wear buckles and only had a brown and solid white belt that could use a buckle until now. Donno if the belt fits yet though.
Saturday, the 9th, I woke up to find my mom, dad, and godmother cleaning up my room and moving all my ##### around. Thoroughly pissed off as I absolute hate people touching my stuff and this was a MAJOR invasion of privacy plus they were deciding what was garbage and what wasn't and were putting stuff willy nilly without concern for my feelings I took over the whole operation. Changed the room I sleep in completely around, and changed my other room (which is basically my office, with my drafting table and such) all around. Long day considering my plan was just to draw for Mittens And Crumplehorn all day.
Sunday, the 10th. Birthday. I've postoned any celebration stuff until the 30th so I spent the day with my parents. We went shopping and went for dinner and it was nice they were both there. Watched a busker from Australia that I think I've seen before anyway, but we gave him money 'cause he was great. Afterwards I had a Dilly Bar from DQ. Before all that though, I brought the little TV downstairs and put it on the coffee table and played San Andreas while I watched Hook on the bigger TV. Awesome.
Monday-wednesday. Worked, and used literally EVERY minute of my own free time to draw.
Thursday, same thing but drew a bit less.
Today I worked the store and drew one of the more complicated pages. I have only 4 pages left, which are a bit complicated, and then I'm done drawing and can get to colour. After that I have to take it to the printers. So I intend to do a bit of shopping possibly tomorrow but spend most of the weekend working on the book since it's really actually due tomorrow (I won't see her tomorrow anyway).
Oh also, last night I cut my hair and have a sort of flat mohawk now. It doesn't look bad but I think I need the non mohawk parts to be shorter, so I might get a hair dresser to clean it all up tomorrow.
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Lunchebox
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« Reply #2128 on: 17 August 2008, 03:35:39 » |
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Oh yeah, today I also found out from a friend someone made a MySpace for me.
Apparently there's only a picture of me while eating my lunch and a picture of the fat guy from Borat naked.
Apparently it was made by this one dude I knew in High School named Steffen.
It's pretty funny, I'm being cyber bullied by an obese emo kid who recently dumped his 32 year old, pedophile girlfriend who he got pregnant. Oh yeah, he also plays Yu-Gi-Oh and he dropped out of High School at the age of 19 with only 4 credits. Did I mention he's a fat emo kid? Oh yeah, now he's dating a 14 year old. Seriously, it's like pedos are vampires or somethin'.
Haha, look at what I'm doing! I'm bullying someone where they'll probably never see it and if that person does see it they probably won't care.
It's just pathetic.
Fight that guy.
Nah, it'd be too easy. I mean I could just punch 'em in the face and then crouch down, he wouldn't be able to see me past his massive belly. Or, I could trip him, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't have the strength to get up. There's always the easy way, I could give him a piece of cake and clog up his blood veins leading to his heart. Yeah, it'd be way too easy. [/quote] Sano, I know I'm known for giving bad advice for no reason other than I find it funny, but I'll be serious. If this kid wants to start ##### with you, be a man, and call him on it. Don't just bitch about it, call him on it, and point out all of this creepy ##### you just said, and how he really has no leg to stand on when it comes to making fat jokes. Don't do it publicly, though, it's best to do this in private, where he has no one to back him up (unlikely), nor can he claim you and a bunch of other people. And above all else, never hit him, not unless he tries to hit you. Violence is always the last option. Like I said, if this dude makes a move on you (Doubtful, superstitious and cowardly lot, etc), feel free to kick his ass 6 ways from Sunday. But he probably won't, from your description. If he says anything like "YOU BETTER SHUT UP... OR ELSE!" feel free to point that he isn't going to do ANYTHING but the immature stuff he's been doing up until this point. Give him a complex if you can. |
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Yubi Shines
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« Reply #2130 on: 17 August 2008, 17:42:45 » |
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Just finished reading the Shoebox series, which is freaking brilliant writing despite being: A) Harry Potter fanfic, and B) Harry Potter slashfic, and C) Harry Potter fanfic with lots and lots and lots of navel-gazing But seriously, read it. I choose to believe it is entirely canon. Don't drink anything while reading part 9B. |
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Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici
"By the power of truth, I, while living, have conquered the universe."
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ASR
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« Reply #2131 on: 17 August 2008, 18:52:10 » |
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Some funny stuff happened in the last few days.
One was while my friends and I were hanging out at a local park: some 5-year-old kids were playing around and they started getting into a little verbal fight/argument and whatever, when suddenly one kid shouts "Shut up, you don't have a dad, he's dead!"
And being the sick person I am that chooses to find humor in everything, I start cracking up uncontrollably and my friends quickly follow suit.
As sad and horrible as that is, there's something magically hilarious about little kids yelling things like that at each other.
I know it's wrong, I do, but oh god is it funny to me.
Another noteworthy moment(s): one of my friends was having a late grad party yesterday, and there were a ton of little kids there, they were children of family friends and friends of his younger siblings.
So, at one point, I kick all the little kids off the XBOX360 so I can play Burnout 3, which I found in a shelf and decided I definitely needed to play. So I'm playing Road Rage mode with a buddy and this 4-year-old wanted to play, so being the dick I am, I hand him the third controller that isn't even turned on.
He actually thought he was playing, and was getting really into it.
So, finally, his 7-year-old brother walks up, holding a DS and playing New Super Mario Bros. He tells his 4-year-old brother that HE wants to play. So my friend and I look at each other laughing, silently agreeing that this older kid is going to figure it out as soon as he gets the controller and then we'll have to give up one of our own actually-working ones to appease the children.
I mean, this kid is playing Mario Bros, so he obviously has at least some sense of videogames. And he's 7 years old. So, I mean, come on? Right? He's not going to fall for it.
Well, he wrestles the controller out of his brother's hands and starts "playing." He never realized he wasn't actually controlling anything. He's just like "Am I top or bottom screen?"
He was getting really into it, too, saying "OH MAN YOU CRASHED ME INTO THE WALL" and stuff like that, and he really believed he was playing.
So I decided that videogame companies can literally just sell games that really don't do anything, but are just a video of someone else doing a preset run or something, and strictly sell them to younger kids to occupy their time. Because these kids were having JUST as much fun as if they were actually playing.
Yay for laughs at the expense of today's youth!
Also, I've had a great last few days, and I hope it keeps getting better before I leave for college.
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