Monthly Archive for April, 2009

Come on down to the other side

Still addicted to Pendulum. XD I’m so late.

So the past few days have been pretty badass, to be honest. Been trying to wind down for just a bit before ramping eeeeverything back up for finals *shudder*. So Monday consisted of a big nap, and then movies with Thackston, Quills, and Frendahl. We watched The Emperor’s New Groove, We’re Back! A Dinosaur’s Story, and The Brave Little Toaster. After that, I went to bed, and they continued with Hercules. XD Halfway through The Brave Little Toaster, we tried to go to Taco Bell and they were closed (gasp!) so we went to Krystal’s – my first time going there. It wasn’t as bad as I had thought it would be, to be honest.

Also, The Brave Little Toaster has great facial expression, but also animation hiccups – what the FUCK happened here:

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And We’re Back! A Dinosaur’s Story had an awkward moment:

Sooo yeah… XD

Moving on, last night as almost a continuation of the previous night, with us watching The Pagemaster and then Small Soldiers. Meanwhile, I downloaded The Phantom Tollbooth and Song of the South (which is a hard movie to come by, so I’m proud). We made our Taco Bell run, and watched all of the G.I. Joe PSA’s and some of the offensive Charlie Brown videos… :P

But before all that, I purchased the most wickedly badass bottle of vodka ever.

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I mean really. How can you get much more badass than THAT. The vodka is called Crystal Head Vodka, and I’d click that link – the videos on there are fascinating – all about the lore of the Crystal Skulls, which just makes the beverage that much more COOL. AND…! That’s Dan Aykroyd, of Ghostbuster’s fame. How. Freakin’. COOL!

I have yet to try the drink, but I looked up a review, and reviews about alcohol make me laugh, so take a read:

“So let’s move on to the vodka itself. Crystal Head is familiar-tasting, 80 proof, and hardly earth-shattering in its composition, but overall very good. There’s an immediate vanilla punch that reminded me of the recently-reviewed 2 Rooz vodka. A bit chalky on the palate, it goes down extremely smoothly, with some sweetness and candy-like flavors on the tongue that immediately make one think of both dessert and ghosts. The finish is clean and crisp. There’s no medicinal flavor here at all. Really impressive.” – Drinkhacker.com

So there you have it – it’s a solid drink to boot! XD

Finally, to wrap things up: a new meme I’ve been introduced to that made me laugh – hard:

“Has anyone really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look more like?”

IT MAKES NO SENSE. Yet.. someone answered on Yahoo Answers:

“I already answered this before but I’ll say it again, you’ve got to be kidding me. I’ve been further even more decided to use even go need to do look more as anyone can. Can you really be far even as decided half as much to use go wish for that? My guess is that when one really been far even as decided once to use even go want, it is then that he has really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look more like. It’s just common sense.

I decided to use even go want to do look more like before it was cool to use even go want to do look more like. I have even really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look more like, that I stopped doing look more like a long time ago, and now I just use even go want to do look more like with scissors, a box set of Kenan & Kel on DVD, a 4 gigabyte SD card, and a frayed ethernet cable.

I hope this is really been far to do more answers for you to even go want.”

need sleep, not grammar, count sheep, no glamour

I’m sorry for my irate post the other day. I wasn’t in a good place. I don’t know if I am now, but I will mention that whatever place I’m in is lacking in the sleep department by about 6+ hours. I was up all night doing a fun fun paper. Now I’m sitting in the class it’s due in, partially checked-out. I have a job this summer working for Ladonna, a personal friend through TKD, alongside Stan, my brother, and Stan’s brother. This summer will be good.

After I turn this paper in, it’ll be lunchtime. Then Smalltalk time, then I’m going home, doing laundry, and fuckin’ sleeping. I have to do some CS1050 homework too, so I’ll hopefully enlist some help around the fraternity for that.

I have some massive heartburn right now. Ugh. :( I’m also really reaaaally sore. No clue why, maybe it goes back to that whole “lack of sleep” ordeal.

Before I continue, have two very highly entertaining Youtube videos. The first is a Mega Man 2 rap, and it’s accurate and utterly badass. And catchy. :)

This one is a mashup of epic proportions. Just click and laugh your ass off. XD

Eh, why not a bonus video for the hell of it. This one is a mashup from clips of Disney’s Alice in Wonderland – it creates a very surreal sound and I love it. Kudos to the artist “Pogo” for this catchy, colorful beat.

Okay, enough videos. For now, at least. I hope to revive the shit out of my blog with fun things I tend to run across… and since I’ve finally begun to make use of the silly “Favorite” button on Youtube, I won’t be losing them nearly as easily, heh.

So I’m a few years late, but I ended up (on a whim) purchasing both Cars and Ratatouille on Blu-ray. And, on a whim, I found out both are PHENOMENAL films. My goodness, what I’ve been missing! And having each on Blu-ray is a wonderful feeling. Cars was a fast paced film with some wonderful voice acting and boy did I enjoy the roar of the engines. Ratatouille (I type that word so slowly, afraid I’m going to fuck up) was so colorful and the music, gosh, the music. I almost felt like I was there, and I certainly enjoyed the critic by the end of the film. :D

While I’m running terribly late on bandwagons here, I might as well mention that I’ve acquired (through entirely legal means, mind you!) both of the Pendulum albums. What I’ve been missing here, man. @_@ Good stuff – I think my favs are how Prelude and Slam come together so nicely on the Hold Your Colours album. :)

So a fun factoid I’ve been researching. It’s become a bit of a hobby for me, really, but I’ve been looking into the Wilhelm Scream quite a bit. The Wilhelm Scream started as a stock sound for a 1950’s movie, wherein a man is eaten by an alligator and the sound is applied. The sound hid for about 20 years and was uncovered by the sound director for Star Wars, and, well, just watch this for some perspective since then. Let me tell you, this sound is in EVERYTHING. Spaceballs, as I noticed last night, and every Pixar film, Kung Fu Panda, Monsters Vs Aliens, just… really. And not just animated films either! Keep an ear out for it next time you watch a movie and you might be surprised. :P

I can’t figure out anything else to say right now, but allow me to mention that I love getting comments, guys. Thank you. :)

I’m. Angry.

I’m pissed off. You have no idea how pissed off I am. Hell, I’m inches from walking outside and starting a fistfight with the next idiotic football shithead that walks by my house.

This morning I woke because I told Nick I’d give him a ride to Publix for supplies for this morning’s alumni breakfast. We left, and I was generally having a good time, joking around with Nick and buying lots of food.

Then I had to go park when we got back.

Oh, parking. Parking parking parking. Fuck. GT. Parking.

Today is, apparently, a “skirmish” football game, because God only knows that having about a DOZEN FUCKING FOOTBALL GAMES IN THE FALL TO FUCK WITH MY CAMPUS WASN’T FUCKING ENOUGH, no, NO, NOW we get to have a fucking football game in the Spring too! IT’S NOT EVEN A REAL GAME – it’s our team against ITSELF.

Regardless though, all these fat ten-assed shit-stomping dick-shelves come out of their redneck hovels to come and masturbate in the football stadium over what is probably the most homoerotic “sport” in the mainstream. Ordinarily? I couldn’t care less!

BUT. Instead of just leaving me the fuck alone, they’ve taken my parking.

All of it.

There is literally no legal place to park on campus. THIS is what pisses me off. Now I’ve got these fucksticks parking WHEREVER the fuck they want, whereas I HAD TO PAY $500 FUCKING DOLLARS TO PARK HERE ON THIS CAMPUS. I GET A FUCKING TICKET IF I PARK ILLEGALLY HERE BUT THEY GET OFF SCOTT-FUCKING-FREE. And now what? What about me, what about that I had to pay (and they didn’t) and now I, THE PAYING CUSTOMER, has NO PLACE TO PARK!!!

*sighs* And so now my car sits in the front lawn of the fraternity, killing what semblance of grass we had there. If I see a single football go-ers car there, I will not hesitate to call a tow truck.

This isn’t mentioning how rabidly pissed off I am that Facebook fucking DELETED my girlfriend’s account for no reason whatsoever, without so much as a warning or explanation. I just found out after she said to go look and realized that everything she’d ever interacted with on my profile had been deleted, erased from existence. AND THEIR TERMS OF SERVICE ALLOWS THIS WITHOUT ANY REASON OR EXPLANATION. I hate this shit.

I’m pissed.

Brooklyn is burning down the discotheque

I kind’ve just woke up. I enjoy that I can roll out of bed at 9:45AM, put clothing on, grab my bag, and still be early for my 10:05AM class. It’s a pretty great feeling, but I know it’ll be one that won’t exist next semester when I’m living off campus.

A few nights ago, I went out to take some pictures of the Atlanta skyline at night, which in my opinion looks pretty phenomenal. Unfortunately, my camera does not take good night shots, which is a damn shame. I need a higher-grade camera for those I suppose. It did make me feel better, though, after doing that. I proceeded to go through some of my older pictures and upload some to Facebook. I take far too many pictures at the Aquarium. XD But, I’m hoping for some comments on my new photos. And my blog posts.

I wish I had the time and energy (and money…) to just wander and travel randomly throughout the US and maybe abroad. I’d love to do it very Bohemian-like, but that kinda excludes having money to do this, and a trademark of a Bohemian lifestyle is not being materialistic. That’s, sadly, not me – I love my toys and games and knick-knacks. My collections, my movies, etc. =/ I guess that’s not me. I mean, I feel pretty weird about my haircut right now. I have these moments where I don’t mind or even like it, but then at other times I feel like my hair sucks and I’d be better off bald. x.x That’s not Bohemian at all – being materialistic about my own hair.

Hurm. Class is about to end. I’ll probably need to go and get food and run towards the Student Center, get food, go to Smalltalk… I’m really beginning to detest this rat race at this school this particular semester.

Those lines indicate a passing of time. Namely, I have to do these entries very stop and go. It is now 2AM, and I have just finished watching Ratatouille. I enjoyed this movie thoroughly. :) Another movie I would have liked to write about was Watchmen. What a stunning movie – my pick for favorite character is torn sharply between Rorschach and Dr. Manhattan. Both of them are excellent characters in their own rights.

I have very stream of consciousness writing. I just… I write it if it comes to mind. I don’t know if this is a good thing or not. I wish I had more refined writing technique… or something that when people read what I have to say, it leaves a taste of who I am as opposed to words on a screen. I want the words to pop, not blend, to squiggle, not to stand. I don’t have that. I wish I could inspire.

There’s a lot of things I find myself wishing for.

I have some talents, I think. I make people laugh in conversation. Usually through terrible puns, or situations… I can’t DO anything with that though. It’s not like writing or photography or, hell, knitting, even, where I have something tangible that others can enjoy. It’s a fleeting sensation, a laugh, and I second of “let’s keep this guy around”, MAYBE. But even then, some people, no matter how hard I try just seem to forsake me.

There’s something wrong with my head, I know it. I feel like the second half of Flowers for Algernon. I can’t concentrate and I feel… worthless. I find that the cat here keeps me more company than most. I appreciate it, but I wish he wouldn’t move when I pet him, or cry when I hold him. He does it for everyone, but he’s always following me so you’d think I could… I hope he’s happy here.

Nothing more is coming to me, though I don’t feel like any of this writing is inspired. I’m half tempted to deleted everything I’ve written, but then what’s the purpose of a blog? So, here, have it. A look into my head at the moment. I hope I can put something more interesting up in the near future, but in the meantime, I feel like I should apologise.

Also, this is the manliest fucking thing I could ever own.

Get up and drop the Bombshell

I’m lying here feeling rather detached, like I’m just going through the motions without further intent or designation.

What is all this, I wonder. I have hopes and dreams and no means.

I’m so tired.

I realize I haven’t written in forever. For that I apologise. I’ve been absorbed in the real world, and I fear my attention span has dimmed. I’m rather certain I have ADD by now – I can’t even concentrate on this window and yet it is something I want to do. I miss writing.

I should try to update on where I stand in life. It’s initiation in my fraternity right now, so this week is a particularly busy one. I’m sitting in my CS1050 Constructing Proofs course right now. I’ve never found it particularly interesting. I just can’t concentrate on it. *shrugs*

It began to rain just as I was leaving for class this afternoon, and it’s been pouring and lightning and thunderstorming since. I wish I had some more gadgets, like a video camera and tripod and a better camera. I think time lapse photography is pretty interesting, and I can only imagine what that would look like in the rain…

The biggest thing on my mind is that I need money. I need a job for the summer in Augusta so I can begin saving to furnish an apartment for Cody, Tricia, and myself to live in next fall… I need to afford expensive ring-thing for Tricia down the line so I might as well save now… I want to go to Disneyworld for New Years with Tricia, Patches, and Kiki… I would like a new computer and a new camera, but those come dead last for “things I should save for”. I couldn’t be a waiter in Augusta, though. I can’t remember orders well, and I’d drop everything. I don’t know what else I could be doing in Augusta. Retail? I dunno. I just need a summer job.

SO yeah, if you read between the lines, you see that I’m getting an apartment in Atlanta. Right now the only place Cody and I have looked is the Post Renaissance, but we’re planning to look at more. It’ll be nice and quiet, and moving Trish down here will be an adventure, expensive, but well worth it. Meanwhile, in Augusta, my folks are moving into the home they’re building, and it’s gigantic and beautiful. Everything is going to be different soon… Another “reading between the lines” (not really) was the plan for the four of us (myself, Tricia, Patches, and Kiki) to go to Disneyworld for New Years! I cannot wait – we did the math, and if we stayed at the Walt Disney World Port Orleans – French Quarter resort for a week and each of us had park tickets for a week with Park Hopper passes, it comes up to (split evenly) $660-ish a person. VERY affordable. A bit more if we want to do Cirque Du Soleil’s “La Nouba”, which I want to, but… yeah. :P I’ll be saving money for souvenirs this time. I want the giant beer mug from Epcot’s Germany, among other things. Best of all, we don’t have to do the ridiculous one-night hotel stays before and after the week because Patches has a cousin who we can stay with in Orlando. :)

I bought a book on how to knit when I went to Vanderbilt University one weekend with Nick and Frendahl to visit Lisa, Frendahl’s girlfriend. I hope to find some time over the summer to do that and be good at it. I have both Grandma and Kiki to help me, which is nice. Then I can make gifts instead of buying them, which is ultimately much more heartfelt (to me), not to mention more inexpensive.

I don’t have anything else right now. I’m glad I wrote, but I wish I had more to say. Something more sincere. But I’ll be honest, I’d be very surprised if anyone reads this anymore – especially after the hiatus I accidently took.

Um… yeah. Until next time.