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Posted on Monday 12Dec05, at 2:06 am. | | |
So, we have several sub-arcs going on at once. Remember these all, as we shall come back to them later. Today is Tristain, going to visit...a girl! Is he actually straight, per chance? Who knows! Drama! Suspense! Females! Standing in front of a door ACTION, awesome!
...I'd hope the angel on my shoulder would be a little nicer to me than that, though.
I promised I'd do stupid things over the weekend to atone for being boring so I'd have something to talk about when I got back, and I did. It's more a matter I don't remember what those things are. I did, however, learn something pretty fucking awesome, and worth note: Guinness, by itself, is not very tasty. HOWEVER, with other things, say...kahlua, or tea. Oh man that is some fucking delicious shit.
As well, filling the barrel of a high-powered paintball gun with jello, well, only hilarity can ensue. Especially when a good friend -accidentally- gets shot in the face.
Instead, I have an apology to make, to my friends. If you have talked to me in the last week, I have ran your ears ragged talking about Coheed and Cambria. Now, their music is...well, it's pretty quality for prog rock, if a little too heavy on the poetic stuff. Claudio's voice is just...odd. I think it has something to do with the hair, but I'm really not sure.
I have listened to this album roughly once every day since I saw the concert, and let me tell you...I am addicted. I CAN'T stop listening. I start hearing the song in the back of my head, and I say, fuck it. Let's listen to the whole shit again!
Of course, my friends are happy, because people with addictions seek out other people with similar addictions, and if you don't have it already they are willing to foster it in you until you are worse off than them. You see this sort of attitude a lot in people who play MMOs. It doesn't matter that I got a Rehab CD at the same time as this one, and that I think Rehab is a better band. I am sorry, you are just not vague enough in your verbage for me.
Color me interested, I want to know if the Bag On Line Adventures are any good. I sure hope so, because being able to understand what's going on would be a *boon*.
The gods are officially trying to piss me off. I am sure, if you have been reading this space, you understand how excited I have been over DQVIII. I have specifically been holding off playing this game so I'd have nothing but free time to lose myself in. But, my PS2 is not wanting to read multi-layered discs such as this one, not anymore anyway. This is where Kite gets frustrated and decides people need to be set on fire.
Anyone got a PS2 I can borrow? You can have mine in the meantime. Plays EveryFuckingGameExceptTheOneIGodDamnWantItTo just fine. I see Open Office has not heard of this game, surprise!
One more thing, I saw the trailer for season 3 of Chapelle's Show. I'm pleased. | |
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I wonder what sort of majicks that angel uses to see.
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Posted on Monday 12Dec05, at 2:54 am. | | |
Might I note, sir, that the angels are delusional metaphors for his internal conflicts, possibly brought on by his prolonged experience in deep space? And, under this scenario, their ability to see does not matter.
Or maybe heaven and hell are fighting for his soul. Who knows. | |
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Enh. Shoot 'em. See how quick they fall.
ANYWAY!
I've noted that anything that has an awesome mask like that doesn't technically need to see. There's always something to compensate.
Besides, Mr. Kite has an incredibly valid point. (Must... refrain... from obvious... comment..!) It's like you see in some moves, mostly cartoonish things. You have mental manifestations of your concience and the two equivical parts of.
Dear Gods... for once I sounded intelligent.
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*movies
Fucking hate typos... | |
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