Few days back my bookshelf totally collapsed. DVDs, books and toys now cover the living room floor and I’m not picking them up until I buy a new bookshelf. For some reason Canadian Tire no longer sells bookshelves (that’s where I got the last one) so I have to find someplace that isn’t a minute away from my home. Sigh. That’s inconvenient, eh? At least the mess of the living room has nothing compared to that of my bedroom.
Kip totally made it by for a short visit today! It’s about time. The last four attempts at that failed. My day is always better when I get a dose of Vitamin Kip (AKA gibberish, insults and stupidity).
But I have to go to work an hour early now. I’ll complain about that. Complain!
That’s about it.
So… The next Star Wars game sounds like it could be fun. But I’d have to get a “next generation” console to play it (or shouldn’t it be a “current generation” console now?). The game is called Star Wars: The Force Unleashed, which is of course SW:TFU for short. TFU also stands for The Fuckest Uppest as the show Spaced has taught me. Thus, I am amused.
What’s big and red and has no nose? I don’t know. A big car? A red star? Russia on some maps? Lot’s of stuff. Who cares?
I’ve finally got myself an idea for the next thing I’ll be writing all worked out. Now just to get past my self-induced weariness and get to work. Then you’ll all pay.
I’ve had this wart on my left index finger for, I’m going to say a year now. Then I saw this commercial for a wart-removal product the name of which I can’t remember or be bothered to look up. Thing is, it actually allows you to freeze the wart yourself. This seemed like technology I should not be allowed to have, so I went and got some.
So yesterday, sure enough, using chemicals I have now freezed that wart it seems, and a nice circle of my flesh to the side of it. And I have to say the flesh that was frozen kinda hurts. And it’s all puffy. Suffice it to say I’m hoping I don’t get hit by a freeze ray now.
Mario 2 ruled!
I may like part three better,
But Toad made 2 cool.
Why hasn’t Wart, the boss from Mario 2 shown up again? And the fact it was a dream is not an answer. In the Mushroom Kingdom that would hardly matter.
What the chunks? I’m just waking up from ten hours of sleep and I I don’t feel rested at all. That’s not cool. I totally expected to look at the clock and see that it was twelve o’clock or something. It was not. It’s almost Seven. I’m sad now. Had I known I wouldn’t wake up, I would have set my alarm. Ah well…
Ducks versus giraffes. The giraffes have a big advantage as far as size is concerned, but ducks can fly. Ducks can fly.
And the Contains2 server is all the way down again. Now I’m going to have to look into that again. Crapdammit.
Dude, about an hour ago I bled all over a floor. It was awesome.
A friend of mine told me he had a dream a few nights ago in which I tried alcohol for the first time. Before long I was angrily accusing everyone of being zombies and threatening to kill them. That seems very likely to me as far as what would happen if I became a drinker.
Please Do Not Panic.
The world will end soon enough.
Just sit down and wait.
Let’s see, what else is new? A couple weeks ago I watched Blacula at work and I was dissapointed that a co-worker who is about 26 or so had never heard of it. Last night I brought in some Monty Python’s Flying Circus and a guy about thirty didn’t know what it was. Blacula I can forgive, but not knowing what Monty Python is? That’s just wrong.
And I don’t have much else to say. Weather’s nice. Maybe I’ll go look at it.