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Writer's Block: Heart to Heart

Sat, 14 Feb 2009 09:58:17 GMT

Valentine's Day: love it or hate it?

Hate it. I could go into why, but then this journal would just be a cliche, mirroring the other journals bewailing the evils of shallow commercialism and capitalism. So, instead, I propose the holiday be changed to Venereal Disease Awareness Day. Granted, it would still be a holiday ripe with commercialism, what with the increased sales of contraceptives, but what isn't in this day and age? Aside, of course, from Hanukkah, but that is only because you can't easily part a jew from their money. Another advantage of changing the holiday is that it will affect both singles and couples the same. No more having to run out and buy some fancy chocolates and genetically altered flowers to avoid being tossed out. No more having to feel bad because you don't have someone to snuggle up to on a specific day. No more having hordes of people either wailing about not having a special someone or announcing with glee their love in such a manner that makes you want to punch them in the face. Repeatedly.

So, Valentine's Day should be changed to Venereal Disease Awareness Day, or maybe the holiday should just be done away with altogether. Face it, if you need to have a special day to give your love something special, you've failed already.

Addendum: Valentine's Day already has the initials VD which already means venereal disease in most places. Besides, VDAD has a better ring to it. "Hey dad, what did you get Mom for VDAD?" "HERPES! \o/"

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Writer's Block: Robotic

Mon, 26 Jan 2009 03:58:43 GMT

Who (or what) is your favorite fictional robot?

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Fictional robots are my favorite fictional robots! Yeah. I don't really have a favorite, per se, so here is a list of robots I like, in no particular order:

That robot from Lost in Space. The original tv show, not the movie. Although the robot in the movie was a pretty cool dude, eh fought evil space spiders and wasn't afraid of nothing, even though he got totally owned by said space spiders.
The Terminator, the original T-101 from the first movie because he wasn't some super sci-fi high tech CGI thing. He was an actually believable robot with real joints and mechanical components that didn't need no crazy nano-whatsits to go around killing people and blowing shit up.
Johnny 5 from Short Circuit. "No disassemble! D:" Hah, classic.
R2D2 because he saves the day time and time again despite his counterpart and best friend being C-3PO.
Bender from Futurama. He's kinda like R2D2, except that he's usually the one that causes the day needing to be saved as opposed to saving it. He will happily save you from your money, though.
Marvin from Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy movie. How can you not love a manic depressive robot? (I've only seen the movie so if he's different in the books / radio version don't hit me. D: )

I probably forgot some but oh well. Yeah, definitely overlooked some but I've since lost interest in doing this.
Robots are awesome, ok.

Some kinda dream

Sat, 10 Jan 2009 12:37:33 GMT

I forget how this dream started out but I think it was in a house with wood paneling on the walls or something. I was sitting on a couch next to Spaceman waiting on a friend from high school to show up. I never actually see Spaceman in the dream, I just get this strong feeling that this person is her. Anyway, then Aaron, the friend we're waiting for, shows up and walks down the stairs in front of the couch toward us and we all agree we should go somewhere. So we walk out the front door, which is behind the couch, and instead of being outside, we're walking down a short hallway, white walls and only a few feet long, before taking a right turn onto the second floor walkway of a shopping mall except there aren't any stores at this end. The outer walls are just more plain off-white walls, like everything has been drywalled over, and the railing at the edge where the floor ends has glass panels between the floor and the handrail which is round and a solid brown or black color. The three of us walk for a few feet and Aaron makes a joke or says something funny and I kind of look over at him on the other side of Spaceman, who is walking between us, and kind of laugh. Then a group of three girls I knew in high school, Jenni, Francine, and some other girl whose name escapes me, bump into us but keep walking and stop at the hallway where the three of us entered the mall place. That's when one of the girls, Jenni, runs back to me and kisses me right on the lips, interlocking hers with mine for a moment before running off back to her friends and the two other girls sort of giggle at her about it as they leave through a hallway like the one Aaron, Spaceman and I entered through. Might have been the same one, I don't know. Then I turn around and continue walking a few more feet towards the end of the mall where there's a lot of shopping carts all bunched together in rows against the railing with a few lone carts spread out from the rest where people have been playing with them. The carts belonged to whatever store used to be at the end spot of the mall but the entrance has since been drywalled over and the store long gone. I remember I glanced down at the carts before looking up and seeing four girls between the carts and the far wall where the entrance to the store used to be. Two of them were arguing or fighting over a bag or something and the other two were standing behind the girl on the left, watching the other two. I recognized the two that were fighting/arguing, Jessica on the right and some ugly girl from my high school drivers ed class on the left. I turned back to look at Aaron and Spaceman who hadn't moved from the spot they were standing in when I got kissed only to see them just sort of melt/disintegrate into the floor, which seemed slightly weird at the time but I only thought about it for a second. I continued walking and said hey, waving at Jessica who turned to look at me, her face lighting up when she saw me, distracting her from the argument or whatever with the other girl letting the other girl grab the bag. The three other girls were talking amongst themselves when I walked up to Jessica, where I put my hand on her back, rubbing it lightly, and said hi to her. By now the other girls stopped talking and were looking at us. I don't remember what happened next but somehow I ended up sitting on the floor next to the second floor guard rail pinned in by a bunch of shopping carts with three of the girls laughing and walking away calling back to Jessica asking something about how could she like someone as ugly as me. This sort of puzzled me because I'm not hideous and these were not good looking girls. In fact they were the kind of girls that you would find if you were looking for a prostitute and you passed all the decent looking ones because all you had was five bucks and you wanted a cheap whore. Yeah. Anyway, Jessica helped me out from behind the carts and then we started walking along the other side of the second floor walkway. She was upset and crying because of her former douche bag friends. She talked about what was going on before as we continued walking until we came to a bridge that connected both sides of the second floor. I know I was paying attention to her while she was talking but it just seemed like her lips were moving but there was no sound. We crossed the bridge and entered this little alcove that had drinking fountains on one side and a shelf with all kinds of stuff on the other. There were other people there grabbing stuff and I think I recognized one or two of them but I didn't talk to them. There was some kind of toaster thing on the end of the shelf closest to the entrance of the alcove that was glossy white with colored LEDs on the front and back in some pattern that I can't remember and it was somewhat taller than a regular toaster, too. The toaster thing could also talk or make noise that seemed like it was talking and the LEDs would light up in various ways as it made noise. It said or beeped something when Jessica picked it up and looked it over before taking it with her. We turned left out of the alcove and continued walking a few feet and then the dream ended.

And now I need to finish my booze and get to bed. /o\

ohgod how did i get here i'm not good with internet

Fri, 09 Jan 2009 06:15:18 GMT

<Obligatory comment about popping ones cherry goes here.>

I hate these things because my mind will be thinking all sorts of fantastical crap that I think I need to write down and then I open up the blog to make a post and my brain just -stops-. :| Silly thing. In any case I'm here now so I can ~~stalk~~ read all of your secret friends only posts! And maybe, just maybe I'll let you read mine! Maybe.

So, I'll hopefully be updating this place with random blurbs that I feel I need to jot down or you need to see, random meme crap, 3d stuff (yes, I do still do that sort of thing), and probably random emotional shit that happens when my neuroses kick in that I'll keep private. \o/

Things I still need to do here:

Get some icons so I can stop being faceless!
Give sexual favors so I can add people as friends and not seem like such a loser!
Fill out my interests list and hope no one actually looks at it! >.>
Watch and/or become a member of some horribly smutty and lulzy communities!

But I'll have to do that some other time since my sinuses are screwing with my brains and I really need to pee!!

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