Showing posts with label TEXAS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label TEXAS. Show all posts

Friday, July 30, 2010

I wanna be the very best

After weeks of on and off struggle I finally managed to get a perfect Claydol. Fucking Claydol. Anyway my long awaited sunny day team is nearing completion after numerous stalls and distractions. Just in time, too: the Pokemon tournament I entered is having a UU round. First round was OU and I beat my opponent pretty handily (he only managed to faint one of my Pokemon and I got all of his) and so here I am.
Anyway on to the meat: Texas beauty queens. Paradox of I've ever heard one.

I got a new book but I found out that my car has a flat. Krama sucks.

... What? Connected thoughts or the rambling of a fucking mental patient?

My new book is called "Stiff : The curious lives of human cadavers" by Mary roach. I find very funny and educational and yes I am listining to Papa roach as I write this entry.

... Oh Roach and Roach I get it.
Wow. That's the standard of humor we're dealing with on this blog today.
I bought in a B& N for 13.99 only to find out by mom's droid that I could have gotten in for 9.48 online.

Editing for content is important in any good writing.
Back to the topic, in the book it's talks about beheading and the Vladimir demikhov man made two-dog(s) & headless dog experiment.

Do people named Vladimir ever turn out not evil?
There was a Pro-life women at wallmart, she had a big sign on her back and was passing out papers. She got in line with this other man who was also Pro-life. I got one her papers to see what they were info they had in it. I was surpire that there was nothing in there about God. Not very good reading but meh. Still on the fences of things.

I hate the way you write.

I am working on my book. Getting all the plot laid out and all that jazz.

Oh good, of course.

Gah my abs hurt so bad. I worked out yesterday and this morning. It didn't help that I went to work. The hardest thing for me to do is count back change and everyone know that I can't do it.

Wow you're pretty stupid. It's a simple process, matey: just think "can I use quarters? No? Dimes?" repeat. Then think how many you can give them of your largest denomination of coin, then move on down the line-- you know what, this is obviously too complex. Fuck off.

They keep asking how did I get to high school and all this crap about how I can't count.

Oh believe me, you don't need to know shit about shit to graduate high school.
I alomst started crying at work but stop myself.

So instead of learning how and proving them wrong you start crying.
Fucking Texas.
YOU'RE USELESS, ALL OF YOU.

There is no talent in this pageant so it's all on beauty and the interview.

That's a lucky break for you.

I have the beauty down

Surely Nemesis will punish ye.

(narcissus much) but I am working on the interview part and toneing for the bathing suit.

Yeah that first part, actually. Wow I'm amazed you know that, especially since you can't spell "toning" in the same sentence.
My mom is my coach and will help me with all the talking.

Your mom has to help you with all the thinking. Seriously there's two parts to this contest and you can't do one of them. What a loser.
I gauged my ears out to 12.

Nothing says "beauty" liked gauged ears.

If I want to I could take a trip to FL and audition to work at Disney.
Then I have teachers trying to stuff collage down my windpipe.

College.
"Collage" is a word but it's not what you think it is.

Help! How do I choose and how do I tell people I am not to collage (I am going to a trade school).

She's not to collage, guys. It's part of her religion.

I am alittle worried about the fact C and I didn't warp the willy up and I am off the pill.

She also implies her boyfriend died but there's such a disconnect between one thought and the next I can't really tell if she's serious.

There was one time that the swimmer were to the cave but no deep sea diving (lots of cotext clues) then there was one time were there was deep sea diving but no swimmers (as we now of) .

WHAT.
I have read this sentence five times and I have no fucking clue what she's on about. I'm guessing (somehow) it has to do with pregnancy.
swimmer were to the cave but no deep sea diving. I can't get over that part.
Anyway I'm up to her first entry and I'm only bleeding from my eyes a little bit so I think I'm going to find something else to do.

Monday, March 1, 2010

Fear not the creatures of the jungle but those that lurk within your mind

Good grief, why do I have to click to read each of your entries? Why would you do that, outside of to piss me off? It's not like they're so long having them all fully expanded would be ungainly long like, say, The Scarlet Letter. Shit, most are one or two sentences at most, so what the fuck is your problem, friend?
So here we have The Core Dump, which is kind of what I wish my computer would do while I'm reading it because then I'd have a plausible excuse to not be reading it anymore. "Oh, blue screen. Better do something productive with my life now."
But, alas, I built this TITAN to avoid exactly that kind of problem, so oh well.
Although I did buy a Seagate hard drive for it because I LIKE TO LIVE ON THE EDGE.
* 20:10 @tibek Led Zeppelin or Bond? Not that they're not both good. #
* 20:16 @tibek That is so awesome. Proof positive that the world likes good music! #

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Oh, that's brilliant, right? "Hey, let me take something already probably out of context (Twitter) and make it even more out of context! Hey, yeah, any reader I have will enjoy this exercise in futility!"

No browser? No USB? No floppies? No problem.

Yeah I got a fucking USB right here for you, you Texan fuck.
Oh shit he is from Texas. I was just kind of assuming.
I can smell a Texan from a mile away. They all have that distinct stink of cow.
On a more personal note, I love my new giant hard drive. I've finished installing very nearly every game I have on it, the latest one being System Shock 2, a classic game which had major influences on later works, especially Portal and, of course, Bioshock. System Shock 2, of course, is not supported by anything after Windows 98.

Of course. Can't find a work around or unofficial patch for that, can you? Just a classic game every nerd on the planet has a chubby for. I "reckon", as you Texans say, that it'd be impossible to fix this problem.
I've found various patches and workarounds for this around the interwebs, some of which actually got the game to run, but none of which prevented it from crashing after about a minute. Sad.

Core affinity, stupid. Turn all (save one) off.
Goddamn Texans.

For a solution, I've decided to go after something I tried a long time ago and never got to work with my tiny hard drive and limiting RAM: virtualization.

Or you could set core affinity, but I guess that's also a solution. Leave it to a Texan to pick the most convoluted solution available.

* 19:22 I want to put virtual machines on my virtual machines (so I can compute while I compute, etc). Is it so wrong to want a fractal computer? #

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You're pushing it, motherfucker.

For about $15, I managed to pick up Audiosurf (a cute little game I've had my eye on for a while, and is well worth the $2.50 they were charging), a grab bag of old LucasArts adventure games, Beyond Good and Evil, and (the biggie) Bioshock.

That's interesting I managed to get all of those for free.
Guess I get a special non-Texan discount, huh?

Super Smash Brothers: Melee (or is it Brawl? I can never remember which is which)

Oh that's easy. Melee is the one basement-dwelling mutants try to turn into a hardcore tourneyfag game when in fact it's a fun party game, whereas Brawl is a game basement-dwelling mutants try to turn into a hardcore tourneyfag-- hey wait.
Today, I'm going to talk about profanity.

Fascinating.

A long time ago, I, being my usual inquisitive self, asked my dad just what it was exactly that made bad words bad.

Nothing. Quit being a pussy.

Like any other literary device, though, overuse will dilute the significance, and overuse of it in casual situations could lead to having nothing left when the situation demands something more.

You seriously underestimate the power of the word "fuck".

I feel like I should be leading up to some kind of final revelation here, but nope. That's about it. I don't cuss. It's weird. Here's a journal entry about it! What do you guys think about profanity?

GUESS I FORGOT TO INCLUDE A POINT! LOL!!
You fuck. You Texan fuck.

I'm going to talk for a bit about my computer. My new computer is awesome.

Oh wow, let me read about this.

My new year's resolution is 1280x800. Seriously.

Current resolution: 1920x1080.
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
Oh, what's this? What's this? Fifteen Dragon Age: Origin windows open at once.
Because why not?

[EDIT: Hardware installed. New hard drive space: approx. 250 gigabytes.

Oh let me stretch out in my 1.5TB of space. Sure is eeeeeeempty in here.


Current Mood: y so srs?
Current Music: Shinedown - Second Chance


So I think that's it.
Fuck Texas.