Fuck New Year's, too

Let's find a blog that isn't about fanfiction.
I will not review a blog if it involves fanfiction.
Well this is impossible.
Uhhhhh
Fuck.
Well time for a New Year's Resolution, then: I resolve to update on schedule more.
This has been the worst year for updates.
And fuck fanfiction I'm dead serious let's read Dear Annie instead.

Dear Annie: I have two grown daughters. I don't know what I expected as we all grew older, but it certainly wasn't what I got.
Here's the problem with my older daughter, "Bethany." The three of us had lunch together, and afterward, Bethany said she was bored and had taken on part-time work as a phone sex worker.

Haha oh wow.

I was stunned and thought she was making it up. She is notorious for lying. But she swore she was telling the truth. Annie, she and her husband both have good jobs, and she certainly doesn't need the money. It made me furious, but we have not mentioned it since. 

Your daughter is a whore.
What's there to say?
So basically her daughters are shitty and she doesn't know what to do because she raised them right.
I kinda doubt it but maybe.
Maybe they're just shitty people.
I mean the one already has a kid. Damage is done, I say.

Dear Annie: I am a married mother with two children, both in high school. But I am in love with a man who is not my husband of 21 years. "Harry" is my first love, and he came back into my life unexpectedly. He is also married.
Neither of us is passionate or loving toward our spouses anymore. We both feel that we are growing apart from them. I am waiting for my children to finish high school before I make any final move.
My husband still seems to believe we can be a happy couple, but I don't agree. He is unaware of my affair, but I can tell that he feels that I'm growing more distant from him every day.
An additional problem, however, is that Harry seems to go through fits and starts about leaving his large family for me. But his marriage is based on a lie. Do you have any suggestions on what we should do? 

THE REWARDS OF MARRYING WHITE WOMEN.
"I'll just stay married to him so I can suck the last vestiges of life from him."
Do I have any suggestions?
Stop being a lying cunt.
Also kill yourself.

Dear Massachusetts: Yes. You should stop lying and cheating and being disrespectful to each other and to your marriages. If you are unhappy with your husband, get counseling or get out. But do not rely on Harry to "save" you. We suspect he enjoys the affair more than he would a divorce, and that you enjoy the romance and intrigue more than working on the day-to-day responsibilities of a real marriage.
You've invested 21 years and have two children. Please see whether there is something worth salvaging, and if so, take the energy you are giving to Harry and put it into your marriage. You'd be surprised what a little genuine effort can do.

No fuck that.
End it.

Dear Annie: I plan to ask my girlfriend of seven years to marry me. I put the ring I wanted on layaway. It's a nice simple band with a big stone.

Whoa easy there, slugger. Read the letter above yours to make sure you're doing the right thing first.
Also you put a ring on layaway. You can't even afford the entry fee to marriage.
White women are expensive to keep and as you can see you're not getting much in return.
You have to ask yourself: what would baby Jesus do?

However, when we were talking about rings, she mentioned that she'd love a giddy, girly ring with smaller stones and a lot of design. She doesn't know about the ring I've already picked out.
Since I'm the one who has to buy the ring and do the asking, I feel I should get to pick the style. We can choose the wedding bands together. And if she changes her mind about marrying me, she doesn't get to keep the ring, right? — A Little Help 

You haven't even asked her and already you are hopelessly, irredeemably fucked. Don't do it.
You should get to pick the design?
You should pick something fashion related over your girlfriend?
The thing she, not you, is going to be wearing, no less?
You better fly home from Mars and unfuck yourself, pronto.

Dear Little: No about selecting the ring, but yes about returning it. Your girlfriend, not you, will be wearing this ring for a long time. If you're smart, you will let her pick the style she prefers. Otherwise, she may resent wearing it. 

Even if she likes the style you picked she'll still resent you because you took her choice away.
I don't think you understand how juvenile women are about marriage. It's their day to be the Disney princess.
It's like when men see movies involving giant robots. There's no rationalizing it.

You get to decide the price range. And if she breaks the engagement, she should return the ring. But as your first lesson in marriage, please learn to listen to the other person and be accommodating when you can.

Yeah. Get ready to, uhhh, "accommodate" a lot.
But don't expect it in return. Just lie down and die, really.

Dear Annie: I am an 84-year-old woman in love with a 92-year-old man. Since I'm rather old-fashioned, I do not believe in living with him unless we are married. However, marrying him could change our financial status. Is there any service that could be performed so that we may live together legally and not impact our children's legacy? -- In Love 

Wait 6 months and one or both of you will be dead.
Problem solved.

Dear Annie: I am responding to "Not Unsympathetic," whose granddaughter's birthday parties are "ruined" by a 6-year-old autistic stepgrandson.
I am the mother of a child on the autism spectrum. While his autism is very mild and would not ruin family gatherings, I am sensitive to his issues. Many times, autistic children have a meltdown because the stimulation is too much for them. The sounds, smells and noise produce a fight-or-flight response. That is not the same thing as a tantrum, in which children become unruly because they aren't getting their way.
The stepgrandson isn't going to the party with the intent of ruining it. Try to imagine a situation in which the noise is too much, the colors too bright, the smells overwhelming, and there are some alien rules of behavior that you don't understand. Try to hold it together under those circumstances at the age of 6.
When we're out with our son, we do our best to anticipate what might cause a meltdown and try to avoid it. But sometimes we don't know what's going to trigger it. Your advice to have a separate family party sounds like a good start. — Not Unsympathetic to the Child

Look I get it. I get your kid is autistic.
Can't this be about the other kid for a day, though?
If your kid is going to have a fight-or-flight response to birthdays maybe skip that one.

Dear Annie: I'm a 26-year-old female and have been engaged to a wonderful man for the past year. We had plans to marry after he graduates in June with his master's degree. 

Oh boy here it comes.

The problem started when on several occasions my girlfriends and I went out to the bars and danced until the wee hours. During one of those nights, I had a few too many drinks and ended up kissing one of the guys I was dancing with. My fiance found out about it from a mutual friend, and now he wants to break off our engagement. He feels this was cheating and that I have betrayed his trust.
Is this cheating, or is he being unreasonable? — Heartbroken 

Smart man. You're not even married yet and already you're acting a fool.
I believe Julius Caesar makes this patently clear when he says "a Caesar's wife must be above suspicion."
If you want to be happy in life this should be your first, second, third and maybe fourth and fifth consideration.

Dear Heartbroken: While it may not be as serious as sleeping with another guy, that kiss was still a betrayal. And if you enjoy going out to bars in order to dance with other guys and drink so much that you cannot control your behavior, it doesn't sound as if you are ready to get married. Imagine how you would feel if your fiance behaved this way.
You owe him a sincere apology and a promise to curtail your drinking. We hope he is willing to give you another chance. But if you cannot understand or admit that your behavior was inappropriate, please let him find someone else who shares his values.

Please let him?
I think he'll do as he pleases. He sounds like the first reasonable person I've come across in these letters this evening.
Here's someone writing in with protips and the letter ends with this sage advice:

But I have no other answers. Life is complex, and sometimes you limp along as best you can.

Thanks for that I guess.

Dear Annie: I recently lost my driving privileges and have been getting a ride from a co-worker twice a week. I am right on her way to the office, so it's not at all out of her way.
This co-worker recently blindsided me with a demand to pay her gas money.
I don't feel I should pay her, because she already drives there. Do you think I should pay? How much? I already pay another person to take me to and from work on the other three days because it is definitely out of the way for him. I can't afford to pay a second person. I work the third shift and am the main provider for my family of five. — Broke in Ohio

Should've thought of that before losing your license, I suppose.
Also yes. She's doing you a favor you selfish fuck. Float her 20 bucks.

Dear Annie: My stepdaughter has announced that she will be getting married next year. She would like a destination wedding in Tahiti.
Her father and I do not have a lot of money. We told her we could give her a certain amount toward the wedding, but we could not afford for both of us to attend. Her response was, "You'll figure it out."
My husband is two years away from retirement, and we refuse to take out a loan. I'm afraid this is going to cause tension in the family.
Please help. — Not Going

How about you get married in a small, local ceremony then buy a house?
Or don't because real estate is a losing roll of the dice for idiots.
How about you save that money?
Just kidding. Can't tell a Disney princess that.
Only solution: "fuck off and die you worthless sack of shit."
And I'm up to the point where I last left off on this grand adventure.
Wow.
Fuck fanfiction, man.

Speed makes way for strength

Zeal and fury.

Take a deep breath. Now rant about something.

Today's writer's block. Fucking lazy, if you ask me.

Brother, I rant each week on LJ, and I will again when I get a new monitor.

NONE CAN STOP THE CRUSADE OF THE RIGHTEOUS.

What do you love about Hanukkah?

I love the start of the story where Alexander the Great is kicking ass.
A military mind so great he's included in no less than three religious texts.

I'm not Jewish, but I like knowing the history of events and cultures. So I'll say the history.

Sure, that.

Hi, everyone. Due to my monitor not communicating with my tower, planned upcoming entries will be held off til further notice. Tech issues second December straight. It's getting annoying already. Hope to be restored soon.
Stay safe and smart, everyone.

Sounds like captain bullshit can't work her Mac to me.

Hi everyone. I'd like to start this week by giving KingBob a little message: it's over. Stop trying to get into the Pawpet channel. You have been banned. Take the hint. I knew you were stupid, but Jesus Christ, this is just too much, even for you. Get over it. Find some other channel to annoy and get banned from.

Pawpet.
Jesus Christ someone ragequit my LS today and the last straw seemed to be that no one cared he was leaving.
Friend, if you're going to act like a babby it's probably best you go.

Now, comedy is supposed to make you laugh and relax, maybe as you rest after a long day at work, or whatever you do. But Dennis Miller, comedian most well-known for his similes, had his last show geared toward the side with the red sabers. When you show full bias in your entire supposed comedy show, not everyone will be able to relate, making it not funny. But throw a ton of easily-found insults and biased attacks, and it's fucking horrible.

And yet when Jon Stewart does it, it's all in good humor.
I am a firm believer that comedy and politics seldom mix well.

Dennis Miller is the only comedian I've ever seen do this. And I don't give a damn how popular, well-known, or good he is, he's still just a human. To use a comedy show as your soapbox is sickening.

Daily Show--
The Colbert Report--

There might be people who are saying "but Dennis Miller is a comedic legend." No, George Carlin was a comedic legend. And he received an award posthumously, by the way. You know who else is beyond Dennis Miller's league? Jim Carrey and Robin Williams. And they can also act.

Did you just call Jim Carrey a comedic legend?
Really, Ace Ventura, comedic legend?
Okay.

And now, I go into dangerous waters: politics. Why? Cause I'm sick of bullshit. President Obama has done some impressive things so far. There were solutions toward dictators over in parts of North Africa and parts of the mid-east performed without our help under his watch. He saw to the end of bin Laden. He's going to bring the soldiers home from Iraq after a "war" that should have never been started. Yet he gets no credit. And why is that? Because people are still focusing on the economy.

Yes, let us give credit where credit is due: the Middle East is in flames, America is rapidly becoming a police state and a welfare state, Africa is rife with civil war, the economy will probably never recover in my lifetime, BUT AT LEAST THE IRAQI WAR ENDED.
That'd be like when I was in school if I failed all my classes and called the chancellor a whore and raped a girl but my defense was "well I didn't shit my pants, so I think I deserve a little credit here."

I'm not saying they shouldn't focus on that, but at least turn your frustration at the people who don't give a damn about you: the Repubs. You know, the lapdogs of the Tea Party.

Shouldn't I turn my anger to the people responsible?
Like Obama, whose administration has spent more than all the past presidents combined, including the presidents that oversaw the largest military conflict in the history of the world and the president who oversaw the American Civil War, which by virtue of it being a civil war was a loss to American life and materiel on both sides?

That's right, the Repubs don't give a crap about you, average person.

And Obama and the Democrats do?
Holy shit, honey, there's brainwashing and then there's fucking brainwashing.
You got it bad.

What does this have to do with Obama and the economy? Easy to answer. The repubs don't want the black president to have another term, so they're pulling out all the stops. It's about stopping Obama at all costs, even if it means costing the country jobs. What? I said costing the country jobs. Obama is trying to push a jobs bill and the fear the Repubs have of Obama following through on his promises cause them to say no.

You know I'm having quite a time finding a job despite being a qualified educator (a notoriously recession proof industry) so if Obama is creating tons of jobs I'm not really seeing them.
In fact at a recent job fair the room was more or less filled to capacity with qualified educators in a similar boat to myself.
And, disconcertingly, they were all far, far older than I was but let's not dwell on that.
"You are the most qualified people we could find," said the presenter lady.
Why do I seem so out of place?
Oh well.

They're denying the jobs bill. I have no doubt that if the Repubs really cared about the country, they'd swallow their pride and put the bill through. I also have no doubt that if that happened, that accomplishment would be Obama's, too. Which is what they also fear. So make sure you're frustrated at the right people. By the way, the economy's climbing, so far at 2.5%, under Obama's watch.

I found this funny chart.
I found another funny chart that makes it even clearer in case you're really clueless.
The second chart, I'm sure this brainwashed cunt would argue, is "just" the debt ceiling but honestly why raise the debt ceiling if you don't need it?
And in case you thought my comments about welfare state were a bit theatrical, my final piece of evidence.

Now, the second guy, as much as I respect his creativity, is Steve Jobs. That's right. The man Apple lovers revere so much as the god of their OS. Yes, he was a creative guy, but those who knew him and weren't made to sign a non-disclosure agreement said he was a controlling, demanding, abusive tyrant.

NO SHIT?
A guy that builds a multinational media conglomerate isn't a nice guy?
You don't fucking say.
The article has this to say about ol' Steven Jobs:

Indeed there were things Jobs did while at Apple that were deeply disturbing. Rude, dismissive, hostile, spiteful: Apple employees—the ones not bound by confidentiality agreements—have had a different story to tell over the years about Jobs and the bullying, manipulation and fear that followed him around Apple.

Sounds like a typical ruler to me.
I don't believe a good ruler has to be rude or dismissive but he must be hostile, spiteful, manipulative and command an air of fear.
I would contend the best rulers dress that up with a lacquer of politeness and beneficence but Steve was, at his heart, a nerdling.

It has been said that there's one in every family. Well, now there has been one on set and one in a corporation. Fame turned Shatner into an asshole and who knows what made Jobs such a bastard.

I'm going to put this to you simply so even a small mind such as yours can appreciate it:
to be in a position of authority is to be this way. You know how being a pretentious cunt is what lead to this journal, and if you weren't that way you wouldn't have this journal?
If you aren't a flaming asshole you aren't in charge. Simple as that.

This is Tahisha, signing off.
Have a nice night, everyone! And have a safe and happy Halloween.

Tashisha.
Oh boy.

Hi everyone. You know, I've encountered stupid people in my life, and I've been beating the whoopties out of them week after week. But this week, I turn my focus to some ignorant guy from..guess where. Yeah, 4chan. Go figure.

Excuse me?
Are you taking 4chan seriously?
The same website that produced this image (as funny as it is):
Probably isn't the website you want to read for its serious political debates.

So let's see if I can open some eyes here in another point-by-point, starting now. Points from the 4chan guy were posted as was, with no editing or correction.

Okay.

It should be illegal for a woman to give birth to a child without a signed consent form from the biological father. When a man doesn't want a child, and the woman uses her religion as an excuse to not get an abortion (or any other reason) children are born without a loving home with two financially stable parents. This behavior has created endless problems in our society. I would posit that having children, like having sex, should be a decision reached mutually, and not forced upon a party by one overbearing, overzealous individual.

This is a classic 4chan debating tactic at its finest because ultimately it turns two deeply held beliefs on each other.
Gender equality
A right for a woman to choose.
An especially astute high schooler could probably argue his way out of this by saying simply that a pregnancy has a far, far greater risk ratio to the woman than the man then she should ultimately be the one to decide what happens to the child.
Or, simply, you could reverse the logic: by this reckoning a woman should be able to tell a man when she wants him to get her pregnant, since if what was stated is true this should likewise be applicable in reverse.
Somehow I doubt she has much experience debating with a seasoned troll.
Being a seasoned troll I do. See what I mean?

Some feminists have suggested 'sexual consent forms'. Why are there two different standards for getting consent for the sexual act, and the birthing act?

See what I mean? He blatantly states he's turning these two beliefs against each other.
To the casual observer like our cunt with the blog here this may seem like a bad idea but it's actually an important tactic.
Outright stating your argument in this manner has three effects:
1. it makes your argument seem blunt
2. it flusters your opponent, who expects subtly in the opening of an argument
3. simple statements like this often prove difficult for the uninitiated to successfully argue against
The beauty of this kind of trolling is that, even though I haven't read the rest of this post, I'm sure I will soon be able to demonstrate from sentence to sentence his essay (or whatever you want to call it) doesn't really form a coherent argument. The beauty is it doesn't have to. As long as a single part of it draws someone out it has done its job.

Contrary to what Christians would have you believe, people have sex for pleasure, and only rarely set out with the intention of creating a child.

See what I mean? What does Christianity have to do with anything?
His second sentence ultimately has no bearing on anything and his complete nonsense but what he's hoping for is someone to say "you know you can't really prove that people usually have sex for pleasure and blah blah" because as I said, his goal isn't to debate, it's to inflame you.

Children are most often an accidental byproduct of the act. Women should not have a monopoly on reproductive rights.

A simple argument to make here (that I'm sure she isn't taking) is that women don't have a monopoly on reproductive rights.
But he's combined pregnancy with reproductive rights. Due to his previous couple of sentence you might have lost sight of that subtle distinction.
I would also like to take the time to remind you that his true position on this issue is impossible to know based off this post.
A good troll will go wherever the trolling takes him. He has no stand to take.

I can agree with the wrongness of the religion part, but bringing legality into something natural is just plain bullshit. And how do you know they're financially unstable? You don't seem to be speaking generally. "This behavior has created endless problems in our society"? I don't think that's what has caused endless problems in our society.

See this is exactly what I'm talking about. An uninitiated debate partner.
I have absolutely 0 stake in either side of this-- whatever you want to call it (I refuse to call an idiot respond to a troll post a debate) but even I can say when you use phrases like "I don't think..." you're already taking a very weak position.

I can think of a number of things that have, though. "Not forced upon a party by one overbearing, overzealous individual." I agree with this, guys. After all, this doesn't seem to describe women. Since when has a guy been intimidated into having sex? "Look, Joe, we're doing it right now!" See how dumb that sounds? When's the last time a guy said he's had a headache and the woman kept urging him.

At this point your argument is as bullshit as his is.
The difference is, and where the comedy of this comes in, is you're being serious.
This goes on and on, too. Good grief.
All right, I'm skipping down.

There is a new "energy drink" that is actually named Cocaine. I am not joking. I would not joke about that. It has 280mg of caffeine. The daily recommended amount of caffeine is 200mg.

When they put actual cocaine in it I might take interest.

The reporter tried one dose and his bood pressure rose and he got tremors in his hands.
People, do I really need to tell you-..? What am I saying? Of course I need to tell you! Companies are overdoing their products cause they know people are stupid enough to buy and try it.

So?
People do stupid shit all the time.
You know there's 0 medical proof that the ingredients in cough syrup help with a cough, right?
Where's your crusade against cough syrup?

Do people think at all when they make up slang?

Let's try two old ones. First, "back in the day". Which one? There have been quite a lot of days over many years. Which day are you referring to? Second, "in my day". Do you have a day? Maybe your birthday. But can you really call that day your's? I'm sure others have a birthday on that day, too.

I'm going to link you a Wikipedia article.
I want you to read it and carefully consider it before you continue making an ass of yourself.

Even on answers to phrasing, the English language is stupid. There are a couple phrases I have noticed that are never really answered right. If someone starts a question with "Are you sure" or "do you mind", that is the question you're supposed to answer, in connection with the words in the question that follow.

Yeah languages don't make a lot of sense.
Apparently this is your first day on Earth so let me be the first to welcome you.
Proper response to "how do you do"?
HOW DO YOU DO.
Shit doesn't make sense. Get over it.

Another one that annoys me is when someone asks "what did you think I meant" or "what did you think I said" and the answer given is "I don't know". OK. Thinking and knowing are two different things. You're being asked what you thought, not what you know. It seems that people don't think about what they're being asked. Or maybe they don't know about what they're being asked.

I don't know, the implied being "I don't know [what you meant]" or "I don't know [what I thought you meant.]"
A simple statement I suppose (I suppose) would be "I misunderstood." But, as a man who is no stranger to anger, this seems mighty silly to get upset over.

And the phrase "as American as apple pie" needs to stop. The apple pie was started in England. The phrase is a damn lie. It turns out that the pie was a lie the whole time, not the cake.

And apples are from Kazakhstan originally and bread is a Neolithic invention so it's really rather silly to assume the British were the first people to put the two together, and yet somehow the phrase "as human as combining apples and bread" is even more opaque.
Seriously, idiomatic speech. Look into it. This shit isn't meant to be taken literally.

It's not just the English language that bothers me. It's also how many Americans interpret and "translate" some foreign words and terms. A big misunderstanding was created out of the word "jihad". People use it to describe the "evil" Muslims. Oooo, they're so evil, aren't they? A bunch of "Jihadists". No! That crap is false. The word "jihad" means "struggle". That's all. Nothing evil in that. Nor are all Muslims evil. Most are rather nice.

Fucker declares a Jihad on me he's getting it returned in kind.
Also the only Jihad most Americans are familiar with is the one that involved the destruction of one of our most important monuments and the deaths of thousands of our citizens so forgive us for being a bit jumpy when the term is brought to bear.

You get on a ship, but that's fine, cause it has no roof to it. You get in a boat, which is right, cause it has a sloping inset. You get in a car, and that's right, due to the roof. But I'll be damned if anyone is getting on a train or on a plane.

Well you board planes and trains but you don't board cars, so hence the choice of prepositions.
Technically speaking you are on a boat because you board a boat as well as a ship.
Just because this shit doesn't make sense to you doesn't mean there isn't an explanation that does make sense.
In fact, for someone who so hates ignorance what I'm reading here is pretty much the definition of ignorance.

I have other problems with the English language and how Americans have mangled it, but I've said enough about it these past few weeks.

So far none of the things you've brought up are specific problems of how Americans interpret English.
Oh boy, another post on this nonsense.

Are you all-American? I don't think you are. Nobody is all-American. It's a bogus title, really. And these days, it's a fake state of mind.

Except Native Americans.

All of us have a history, and that history comes from an origin. Your origin would've been the country where your last name originated from if not for the USA, which has become just a place where people from other countries come for various different reasons.

I had a buddy in elementary school whose last name was Iron Shell. He was American Indian.
Would he qualify? Based off this definition--

Anyway, when you're careful, you're full of care, right? So why is the word "awful" used to describe something horrible?

Because "awe" and "dread" are near synonyms, classically speaking?
God this is legitimately starting to piss me off.

Some words and terms go through more changes than a human body during puberty. "Piss" was a word that can be traced back to the 14th century. It means to urinate. But how did it go from that to meaning angry? Quite a jump, it seems to me.

Because around that time the Norman grip on England was slipping so the old Anglo-Saxon words were slowly creeping back into the lexicon and so we get to benefit from such words as piss (Anglo-Saxon) and urinate (Latin).
Other examples include "fuck" (Anglo-Saxon [unclear original meaning]) and "copulate" (Latin), "shit" (Anglo-Saxon) and "defecate" (Latin), "pig" (Anglo-Saxon) and "pork" (Francophone, Latin origin) "cow" (Anglo-Saxon) "beef" (Francophone, Latin origin)-- are you sensing a pattern here?
Anglo-Saxon to the English mind and therefore the American mind are down-to-earth and blunt terms while Latin terms are high-minded and proper, so one will always be perceived as vulgar and the other will always be considered clinical and proper. That's why Anglo-Saxon terms have flexible applications like that.
The incredible thing to me is that you have five posts of this ignorant drivel that I suppose is supposed to be funny but the only thing that's funny is the tumor I'm developing over this.

A word that has undergone quite a conversion is "gay". It once meant happy. That is not the case anymore. It went from happy to homosexual with no transition. And now it's being used as a replacement for the word "stupid" by ignorant jackasses who don't have one damn clue on what the word means. Doing so just shows their idiotic laziness and non-willingness to look things up.

Your sweeping ignorance on everything English related leads me to believe you also haven't looked any of this up.
To the Elizabethan mind "gay" had implications of carelessness and a distinct lack of protocols or due consideration for station so therefore had implications of immorality and hence the easy jump to homosexuality to the 1950s, American mind.
I'm not asking for mastery of the English language, here. I readily accept the level of understanding I just demonstrated in this entry is beyond the ability of 99% of all English speakers but if that's the case just keep your mouth shut.

And who can look into the word "gay" without looking at the words "fag" and "faggot". Here is another case of the lazy ignorant jackasses making stuff up instead of *looking* it up. "Fag" means to work hard or to tire out.

Before you just showed a decided lack of research. This is the first instance where you've been blatantly incorrect.
"fag" "faggot" and all of its permutations come from the Latin "fasces" which is a bundle of sticks.
The correlation should be clear but in case it isn't let me spell it out: dick = stick, bunch of sticks = gay shit.
Jesus Christ, you people.

We call someone who likes to cause trouble a troll. Women are called things like harpies and succubi. What about satyrs? What about elves? What about gnomes? Why use some mythical creatures and not use all? Some aren't feeling the love.

I've heard children described as elfish.
In fact, even though the book can eat a fucking dick "The Scarlet Letter" describes a child as elfish, so there's your literary proof.
Satyrs-- kind of a difficult comparison to make, honestly, because satyrs were well known for being bestial and lustful and they were a fusion of a man and an animal and were basically there as a commentary on the nature of man (maybe we aren't as far removed from beasts as we thought hurr durr) so comparing man to a symbol of man's own nature is needlessly convoluted.
And, really, if you're arguing "some mythical creatures aren't feeling the love" why stop at satyrs?
Why not get into the obscure?
Where's my comparison to Talos?

Stay tuned, people, cause I'm not even close to finished with my language problems just yet.
Next week is part four.

I've only addressed two parts but I think I can safely conclude your problem revolves mostly around you being an uncultured slob.
All right, I clicked on part two.
One more, just one more.

When did "fucked" and "screwed" become substitutes for "messed-up" and "done" and "dead"? The meaning of the words has been twisted and bent out of shape to fit today's formats. What the point of that is, I don't know.

This originates from the French phrase "la petite mort" which means "the little death" which was a euphemism for an orgasm.
While I haven't bothered to look up the exact origin of this term I know Cavalier poets of the 17th century found this very funny so included it in every fucking poem they could so I'm guessing it's around 400 years old.
Have you heard the 80s song "I Just Died in Your Arms Tonight"?
Someone with a literary mind.

Something else I agree with Hal Sparks on is using the words "pussy" and "balls" in association with fighting being used in the wrong context. You call someone who backs out of something a pussy and you say that someone with a brave streak has a lot of balls. That is wrong! Think about it. Think of how tough a vagina really is. You can slap, poke, and prod it for hours.

The clitoris alone possesses three times the nerve endings the testicles do.
Further, a swift kick to the cunt can have catastrophic health implications where as the balls will, after a brief period of agony, likely be completely fine.
Is there a solitary point in your little essays here where you aren't dead fucking wrong?
GOD I KNOW TOO MUCH SHIT. MY BRAIN IS COLLAPSING IN ON ITSELF.

I've noticed the word irony being used very loosely and wrongly for a long time. There is a difference between irony and coincidence.

Took you three entire essays but we got there.
Finally, you made a point that isn't incorrect.
On this note of triumph (such as it is) I'm leaving.
I am going to bed with a headache.

Oh-- oh.

Oh.
Ready to bear testament to something so horrible I'm not even sure I saw it?
I just keep having to scroll through it to make sure my mind didn't engineer this. It's so douchey I can't believe it's actually real.
Surely this is the product of a unwell mind but NO, THERE IT IS AGAIN.
JEEEEEEEESUS.
Oh, we'll come to it in due time. Let's take this nice and slow.
I found this blog through a comment on another blog. I'm pretty sure these people are furries due to some evidence that's about to come to light and also everyone has furry avatars.
Just stands to reason.
Needless to say this comment was bad enough to cause me to investigate further and, well, here we are.

Since it's looking increasingly unlikely that Ian will get the recording of last session's Cthulhu to me before it's time for the next one, I present a synopsis of events. Spoilers for Jon Hook's The Faculty Party.

With the Professor of Romantic Literature Rosa Moore dead at their feet, apparently the result of a suicidal leap from the top floor balcony, Agents Rondale and Johnson rush to secure the scene, moving the other party-goers ( including as they do Rondale's siblings and McGinty's date ) back, before they check the remains and head upstairs to search for evidence of foul play.

1.5 paragraphs in and I'm 100% lost.
In fact, this is so stupid I'm skipping it. It might relate to an RPG called Call of Cthulhu or perhaps the weeaboo version Cthulhu-Tech (where people in the grimdark future fight Lovecraftian horrors with giant robots-- wait, why does that cause nerds to nerd rage?) but I don't know.

A few notes on the trip to Sydney for Grandma's funeral, and other stuff.

Took a big suitcase, mostly empty , because every other trip I've come home with a suitcase full of second-hand clothes. This may explain why my wardrobe is overflowing, but how can you you politely refuse the charity? Anyway, this turned out to be a mistake, since my brother had neglected to include any baggage allowance when he booked the tickets for us. Ah well.

YAY BORING FUNERAL STORY.
I like how he prefaces this with "a few notes about the trip to Sydney" like oh boy, I was just waiting for this post.
Ok here's the post that caused such unnatural revulsion in me.
I just need someone to confirm that I'm looking at a My Little Pony/Warhammer crossover fanfiction comic. Surely this isn't real.
SURELY
SURELY NO ONE CAN BE THIS MUCH OF AN ASSHOLE.
Oh my God. I don't even know where to begin on what's wrong with this.
One commenter has this to say:

sorry you marines been eaten by genereavers…

It's a Genestealer, dipshit, not a Genereaver.
Jesus Christ I hate Livejournal.
What the fuck is it with you My Little Pony people and shoehorning your creepy fetish into absolutely everything? This is what people hate about furries, you know. People don't hate foot fetishists not because they're not creepy but because they KEEP IT TO THEMSELVES.
BUT NOOOOOOOOO GOTTA MAKE EVERYTHING ABOUT MY LITTLE PONY.

rainbow dash = jaghati khan (white scars — fast attack)
flutershy = leman russ (space wolves — taming beasts)
applejack = rogal dorn (imperial fists — siege)
rarity = sanguinius (blood angels — oh so pretty…)
pinkie pie = vulkan (salamanders — pyrotechnics)

I--
What the fuck am I reading?
I wish I knew enough about My Little Pony to call you an idiot but I'm not a six year old girl.
Can I just call you an idiot for drawing the analogy in the first place?
Sure, why the fuck not?
I don't know what Fluttershy is but you just compared it to a barbarian who strangled a 20 foot tall wolf to death with his bare hands.
You just compared something called Pinkie Pie to a man who had a five day duel in an active volcano.
They're all clones of a man humanity has dubbed the God Emperor.
This'd be like me sitting here comparing Judge Dredd to Spongebob.

Also, I love that Bronies not only enjoy a show about Love and Tolerance but also love the game/s All about War and Destruction

I thought you Bronies were complete faggots but at least you were off on your own corner of nerd culture.
Now you've wandered into my corner and I'm a little pissed.

Netzach's father was the product of hundreds of years of careful breeding to perfect the Navigator Gene that makes interstellar travel possible - careful breeding he threw away on a dalliance with a comely lower-deck wench. The emergence of Netzach's Third Eye and associated psychic abilities, some 13 years later, came as a huge shock to everybody concerned.

Guess you missed the part of the Navigator backstory where it's a 100% hereditary trait, necessitating Navigators to only reproduce with other Navigators.
Good work, dipshit.
This is in reference to Rogue Trader, an RPG set in the Warhammer 40k universe and apparently this blog is just keen on pissing me off on all Warhammer-related issues today because he's 2/2 currently.
I'd have let this one slide if I hadn't seen the previous travesty but now I'm not in a forgiving mood.

XD - I just deleted a spambot comment on the Rogue Trader post. It wanted to add the entry - an entry about the grimdark and unbearably horrible Warhammer 40K Universe - to a blog about 'the Top 50 Travel Destinations'.

XD
Oh God why.
List of fan communities I hate:

• Pokemon
• Final Fantasy
• Elder Scrolls
• WARHAMMER

My list grows. Here's an unrelated post on an unrelated forum this asshole linked me to:

The Word Bearers? What kind of silly name is that for a Chaos Legion?

Gee I dunno, maybe they're some kind of missionaries for Chaos.
Like they bear something--
maybe words.
Words of Chaos, you know?
So Word Bearers.
JESUS CHRIST YOU PEOPLE ARE WORKING ON MY LAST NERVE TONIGHT.
SPACE WOLVES THAT'S A FUNNY NAME BECAUSE WOLVES ARE TERRESTRIAL CREATURES AND NOT OUT IN SPACE AT ALL HA HA HA HA XP MY LITTLE PONY

"The Smurf is actually the result of a symbiotic relationship between two organisms. We believe that Smurfs put their 'embryos' in the button of a developing mushroom. From a distance, Smurfs seem like they are wearing a hat and pants but as you can see this is a fallacy.

Except Smurfette because she was created by Gargamel.
AM I SERIOUSLY READING THIS?
ABOUT THE SMURFS?
What the fuck, kid? What has gone wrong in your life where you're writing fanfiction about the fucking Smurfs?

Smurfs are believed to be a hunter gatherer society. As you can see, this little guy is returning from a successful venture. It is generally difficult to spot a Smurf; they are very apprehensive and cunning.

Oh yeah, hunter gatherer society. Remember that episode where Brainy downed a mammoth with an atlatl?
NO?
Fuck it, me neither.
I had to wander off for about two hours to get my mind off this bullshit.
I've kind of forgotten why I was so angry.
Oh right, I remember now.
FUUUCK IT.

A waste of mankind's potential

Expert on economic affairs right here.
Why she hasn't been hired to bail out the economy I'll never know.

What music lifts you up when you’re feeling down?

Today's writer's block.
Ready for an insightful answer?

I'm not entirely sure.
Weird.

POOOOSTING ON LIIIIVEJOURNAL!
Yesterday's writer's block was interesting:

Where were you?

It took me a solid five minutes to figure out what they were talking about. Then I remembered it was 9/11 and I had to act all silent and deferential to my computer like someone was watching.
I must say everyone's "spiritual" and "insightful" answers about INNOCENCE LOST are about as tacky as expected.

Our grandparents were visiting and we were just about to leave to go to Pikes Peak, I mean the top of the Peak. But we waited to leave the house till we saw everything happen on the news. We still went though and it was still fun. It was nice to have a reminder of how big God is.

We have no fear, because God knows all and he has all ready defeated our enemies.

Yeah, remember how God told the Navy SEALS right where bin Laden was and then on 9/12 al Qaeda fell?
Me neither.

Okay,

So I was reading something about the movie "Horrible bossess" and in one post I read that Jennifer Aniston's character calls her assistant a Faggot. Well - he should report her to HR or something - sue her for sexual harassment. I won't, however, denounce the use of the word. As most people have pointed out, her character is supposed to be a horrible person.

Okay calm down, he's a fucking character in a movie. He's not real.

Okay,
So weird shit happens in fandom. Not that I mind. I don't read mpreg or that switching a male character into a female character because I think it's kinda lame. If you're gonna write a slash fic about Harry/Draco or Apollo/Starbuck - turning one character into a female to make it het - to me - is a cop out. It means the Author can't stand homosexual relationships and insists on changing an aspect to suit their morals.

Truly this is the only problem with fanfiction.
What the fuck kind of bizarro world are you living in where that's the one flaw of fanfiction?
YOU KNOW I REALLY HATE IT WHEN CHARACTERS GENDER BEND.

Okay,

So I am a very weird person and this really has nothing to do with politics even though I'm gonna put it under that tag.

Okay.

Okay, first, politican's can't make jobs. They never could and they never will. They can all say they can, but that's just a load of shit.

OKAY GUYS GET READY OKAY OKAY OKAY this is like the fifth "okay" in this blog and I've gone through three entries. Also no politician has ever created a job by starting a federal program. That has never happened in the history of civilization-- oh wait the Mesopotamians were doing that shit. My mistake.

Seriously, the economy is something that changes on a whim. It took a long time for the world to get out of the Great Depression

Actually it didn't take that long due to a little something you might have read about called WORLD WAR II.

and seeing as how America isn't in food lines - and I mean that for everyone not just the homeless - I don't see it as a very difficult "depression".

You know how I'm reading this? "I don't really know what a recession or a depression is."

The Economy has to right itself. I know it sucks. But it will get better.

Fucking magically it has to right itself. It magically got into trouble so it has to magically correct itself. Despite it being a construct of human endeavor, no human endeavor can possibly hope to fix it. I'm pretty sure this is how we got into this problem in the first place.

and, seeing as how I'm a conservative, I never did believe Obam's dumb arsed promises.

I mean seriously, I never trust anyone who can make speaches that get a bunch of other people into some weird hive-mind mentality (is that a double negative or a double positive?)

So you've never trusted any politician ever.
A good idea to be sure but don't pretend like Obama invented this notion.
Also:
>speaches

to start shouting "we can change" or whatever the hell they were chanting. Sorry - but when some dude can do that...I'm gonna be on guard because the last guy was German, didn't have a telepromter and killed a bunch of Innocent people. *cough HITLERcough*

Pretty sure the last guy to do that was George W. Bush and Clinton before him and Bush Senior before him and Reagan before him but whatever. I'm not the expert on politics and economics that you clearly are.

Am I wrong to suspect this of someone who can give a good speach?

I mean a little. Obama is an inept leader for sure but I definitely wouldn't call him the next Hitler.

Ah,t he joys of America - where we can believe whatever we want as long as we don't go around blowing people up. :)

Ah the joys of America-- where we can say whatever we want wherever we want no matter how uneducated we may be or how uninformed our opinion is.

Have I talked about this before? I'm sure I've ranted about it. But...Seeing as how I am a writer, I take this very, very seriously.

Okay, I will start with this.

Okay. The title is "Post on Plagiarism" and before I even read it I'm guessing she did something wrong and it's somehow not her fault.

I took a college class once and I turned in an essay. I know for a fact that my essay was on the bottom of the stack and our professor had a dickens of a time grading and getting them back to the class on time. Also, because I'm anal. I asked if I had to have a citations page at the end? you know the page that lists all the sources you researched for your essay? right, anyway, she said it was optional and since I hate doing that page, I opted not to do it.

>Citation
>optional
Not in any class I've ever taken, no.
She probably interpreted that as "a separate page for citations" and you probably interpreted it as "no citations needed" in which case you are provably an idiot.

Now,

When one quotes a person there are TWO ways to give credit to that person. A) Say so-and-so said once...and then use the quote within quotation marks, or B) Quote and then the person's name. As LONG as you have the name to the quote, it's not plagiarism.

No, actually. To avoid plagiarism you'd have to prove in a court of law that you could trace where you got the quote. I know in classes I've taken that includes in text citation (author's name plus page number) and then at the end you have to include such information as the author's name, the book/article/whatever you got the idea from and then you have to list the publisher and other details. In fact you have to cite it even if you just borrow an idea from it and don't quote it. I've cited things and there were no quotations involved.

My teacher told me I had plagiarised, and when I obviously pointed out I had the guys name, she still said I'd plagiarised.

BECAUSE YOU DID.
Two things universities take seriously: accusations of cheating and accusations of plagiarism. Don't joke or fuck around with either of those. Cover your ass. I used to print out two citation pages in case the page got ripped off. It has happened to me.

So, I told her to show me EXACTLY where I'd done it. and she didn't. She gave me a bunch of lame, non-commital answers whcih just made me realized she probably didn't remember me nor did she remember my essay. She was just done with me. Anyway, to say the least I despised that teacher after that day.

"That's really odd because I had a citation page-- maybe it got ripped off? Is there any way I can hand it into you again, or send you my essay via email? I'm really sorry this happened and I'd like to correct it if at all possible."
Professors are humans too, and I'm sure if you tried to charm her a little she'd look the other way this once.
Instead you probably took the defensive and she has more to deal with than your bullshit so she began to resent you.

First. I never plagarised in that essay. I wish I knew where it was now so I could review it. But, I probably got rid of it out of anger.

So what happened? I know at the university I went to plagiarism means you get expelled and your entire record wiped and you can't go back to that university. It's basically total annihilation at that institution.

I've brought this up as an example that any alligations of Plagiarism is horrible. To an honest writer like myself it makes me feel like a heel. Just because other students do this. It doesn't mean that I do it. I've never done it because I feel very confident in my abilities to write something original and awesome.

Sounds like hubris to me.
Like there's no way this precious snowflake could make a mistake.
WONDER WHY THE PROFESSOR DIDN'T LET YOU REDO THIS?

There are a few things I do want to point out though -

You can't steal ideas.
If Idea's could be copy writed,

>If ideas (brotip: an apostrophe doesn't mean "look out, here come's an s!") could be copyrighted
>IF ideas could be copyrighted
IDEAS CAN BE FUCKING COPYRIGHTED YOU STUPID CUNT.
Here's your problem: not only are you completely uneducated (not a bad thing or character flaw) your ignorance and hubris completely magnifies the former quality to the point where no one can stand you.

no one could write a story about an orphan kid that goes to a magical school or even, some how learns how to use his/her magical abilites.

You can but when you start calling it Harry Potter then you might run into a few problems.
There's a pretty big difference between plagiarism and inspiration.

Also, no one could write a Space Opera involving battle stars and capes. Nor could any one write about a human girl falling in love with a Pervy Vampire.

But these are just general outlines of ideas. They don't constitute the whole idea.
Are you fucking with me or are you really this stupid?

The idea is to take these plots and put your own original spin onto them. It wouldn't be enough to change the magical kid into a girl and call her Harriette, unles it was a parody, in which case its all rather fuzzy. Anyway, you have to do more to make the story original.

>parody is fuzzy
Not really. Parody laws are pretty explicit, in fact.

I've taken steps to turn my own fan fics into original stories while yet keeping the same theme. I've changed name and place names but that's not enough. I have to re-write the character's to not resemble the fan ficced ones in any way shape or form. Even if I do keep a few small details - the point is pretty simple.

Does Plagiarism happen? indeed it does and if anyone does it knowingly and non-accidentally - I want to see them be called on that.

You really have no idea how the world works, do you?

However, I'm afraid that some acusations of Plagiarism are accidental. as in my case there wasn't any proof and my teacher just assumed it - I know it's hard to proove that, but seeing as how I haven't any history of such a despicable habit - meh, what do I care what a dumb teacher says!

Well, not to contradict an expert on all affairs but this would be a civil case in which case you would actually have to prove you didn't plagiarize. The law does work that way, yes.

In the comic world it is a normal occurance for people to take pictures of sky lines, put them on a white board, and then copy over. However, this isn't plagiarism if you use your own photo's for this purpose. The funny thing about this practice is that I was told in one of my how to draw manga pics to trace other works.

... Tracing is legal, you do realize.
Now when you trace Goku and rename him Boku and then try to sell it as Dragon Crystal Z then I think you might run into a few issues.

I understand that in this book they don't mean for me to claim it as my own. Even a tracing can't be all that accurate. After all, we never sign our names the same way twice. Therefore, even a drawing of Edward Elric can be concidered fan art and even if I didn't give credit to the original Mangaka, people would know it's fan art.

What is happening?
Am I dying?

Sometimes, I've seen the absence of a disclaimer on fan fic, and I know it's fan fiction and for some reason I think the author believes we should know it's fan fiction. Still, different practices and all that. I prefer to use a disclaimer. But that's how I leant to do it in the first place.

So we've gone from school essays to drawing to fanfiction--

So, after all this random, random rambling...
Plagiarism is a horrible thing and no is allowed to do it. :)

Really?
That's your conclusion?
Because you seemed to be arguing for plagiarism in a few instances.
There are six comments. I hope they've called her a stupid cunt for me.
No they haven't.

It is a sad sight when a paragraph is bunched into a block without mercy. When all actions are put into a single sentance and thought does not matter. Much. I implore all writer's to try and be more kind to their story. The scenery around the characters and action is a blur that no one notices. How can one not notice what is around them at one single time?

Wow. That is really funny that you are telling me to watch how I write when there is not a solitary sentence in this paragraph that doesn't contain at least one error.
The plagiarist who can't spell simple words and doesn't know how possessives work is telling me to watch my writing.
I can't get over it.

Details matter. I do not care who implores you to be rid of Adjectives. Those sorts of people must be livid with hatred towards highly thought out, and colourful words that writer's have implored for ages. In today's age, we speak in sub-par language, gone are the days were writing was an art that was vastly appreciated.

Now it is all simplyfy your writing. Say what you mean in two words or less.

Please, take your time, add your details, and do not - I say - do not become a racist against "ly" words.

... Adjectives-- racism--
Adjectives-- adjectives aren't a race, you do realize. They aren't human. While I suppose you can technically be prejudiced against them most people would consider prejudice as only applied to humans. I suppose you can be biased against them but that's really a scholarly debate rather than an actual injustice.
I can't believe how fucking stupid you are. It almost has me sitting in awe.

I'm a writer.
My goal in life is to explore the world however I can, any way I can.

I mainly do this through slash fiction. It works for me. I can write female character's but I prefer a male/male love romance. What does that say about me? either I am sexually screwed up - or...well...I'm a writer.

It says you're creatively bankrupt, I know that.

I always have a hard time seperating out my work from my religion. Technically, I'm Christian.
Yeah, you wouldn't know it from what I write, would you? and I am faced with this question each and every time I go to write a love scene between two men...


Is this a one way ticket to Hell?


On one hand I'd say no. It's fantasy. I'm not doing it. But the bible say's that if you look at another person with lust in your heart, you have commited a sin.

There you have it.

Only....the people I'm writing about don't exist. They're fiction. Even when I had a boy-friend I didn't think about having sex with him. I thought about the life we could spend together. Really, the sex part is second hand to the friendship you share with the special person in your life.

I'm pretty sure there's a passage in the Bible about twisting the word of God to suit your own needs. But whatever, you are the expert on all affairs.

I don't know if what I write is a sin. The Bible isn't very clear on it. I don't honsetly think I'll go to hell for writing - what sort of punishment would I recieve? everyone has fantasies. How is it the a straight fantasy isn't bad while a homosexual and lesbian one is? or why is it that two girls kissing is acceptable but not two guys?

You just quoted the part of the Bible where it says if you've committed sin in your heart then it's as bad as actually doing that thing. You admit to having sexual fantasies so by the Bible's logic (if you want to call it that) you are living with lust and lust is a mortal sin.
THERE IS NO WEASELING YOUR WAY OUT OF THIS.
FUUUUCK.
Oh God, no.
I think I'm out.

Reef Blastbody

It took me a long time today to find a blog even worth reviewing. I had quite a few false starts, though, where I'd read an entry and say "oh this'll be good" but then that's the only entry.
Never fear, though, because I found this.

Is there any song that reminds you so much of an ex-partner that you can't stand to hear it? Details, please.

This is the politest Writer's Block ever. Details, PLEASE. Well that really helped people be as vague and opaque as they always are.

Yes.
I Can't Be With You by the Cranberries.
Also, Pretty Eyes by the Cranberries
Also, Linger by the Cranberries
Also, When You're Gone by the Cranberries.

Who?

Basically, listening to the Cranberries= memories to make me start missing my ex.

But it's also hard to listen to Street Spirit, by Radiohead.

Oh, Radiohead.
Anyone remember that really shitty band-- oh man, what was it?
They had the worst video about this girl being misunderstood and then she's standing in the bathroom and her WRISTS ARE BLEEDING BLACK OH NO--
oh I'm thinking of Linkin Park.
Ha, ha wow. I don't know why I thought this was the work of someone else.

Today and tonight, I ate too much! D:

I mean, in the morning I had a piece of toast and an egg and for lunch, I had a salad with romaine and a black bean burger, but then for dinner I had a burger with a white bun, some mac and cheese with white pasta, and some potato salad. We also got honey roasted peanuts and animal cookies and granola bars. So I ended up having a granola bar with milk, about a 1/4 cup of peanuts, and like 8 or 9 animal cookies!

Sounds like food for three days to me.

This is so immature. But I need someplace where I can just have some alone time.
And cry.

Mood: apathetic.
Isn't the internet so much better with Livejournal?

Defeatist attitude. My father told me that I had one and gave me no ideas of how to fix it.
Which makes me want to give up.

Oh God I hate people my age so fucking much.
THE ANSWER ISN'T EASY OR INSTANT GRATIFICATION I QUIT. ALSO IT WASN'T GIVEN TO ME.
Holy shit I hope you fucking die in abject poverty.

Thus, the attitude is exemplified.
How strange.

Yeah, here's how you do it: you stop acting like a goddamn pussy.

I'm done with this constant fear, discomfort and disgust with myself.

But I've said that before.
What got me through?

Oh good it's one of these. Where we sit in introspect at what a tortured soul you are and meanwhile no one but you has any clue what the fuck you're droning on about.
I've also conclusively proved in these past 3 years that you cannot wish someone dead because if you could I'd be in prison.

Probably fear. Probably cowardice. I wouldn't know what would happen to me after I died. I wouldn't know how to go about offing myself.

I know a few painless ways if you'll just promise to do it.

Look at me, using big words. Haha, I must be smart. I must think I am.

Big words?
What, cowardice?
Exemplified?
Wow your 6th grade English teacher must be very proud.

But no, I'm not.
If I were, wouldn't I have more to contribute?

That's a great point.
Wait, no it isn't.

Someone other than myself could contribute so much more to the world. To their trade. To their university. To their society. To their family and their circle of friends.

I bet your friends hate you.
There's this one guy in my FFXIV Linkshell who reminds me a lot of you and I always think whenever I see him on "oh God please let him just be quiet today."

In conversation. In innovation. In invention. In intuition and wit.

Confidence is key. That's a true cliche that is awakening in my mind. My mind is awakening to the idea.
Confidence is what makes the individual thrive. Confidence is what the individuals that make up groups thrive off of, making the group thrive.
Confidence is life.

Confidence, for me, is always in flux.
More big words.

What, flux? Intuition?
These are concepts I'd expect any 9th grader to know.
Yes, even the kids at my horrible high school could probably define flux.
... Actually no let me recant that.
So I'd expect any... 11th grader with a reasonable educational background to define that word.

Do I really know what they mean or am I just doing it like the parrots do? That wouldn't say much. That wouldn't help my confidence levels. Already dangerously low.

Why is it that I can't just find a glowing exit sign and stroll out of here? The idea of being trapped, in a physical state, deeply affects me in an emotional sense.
It creates a kind of prison in an emotional state. I'll be locked inside of this dark place, escape from some radical earthquake, like Peter or Paul or Simon or whomever in the Bible,

Job is the name you're looking for.
Peter and Simon might work-- Paul not so much.

and I won't have any clue of why the bars have been broken and I'm suddenly free. So, when I am thrust back into that emotional prison, I don't know how to escape by my own devices.
What's happening?

Does anyone seriously have any clue what's going on here? I haven't cut any of this out, I promise.

Today, I started getting a handle on my eating, exercise and meditation habits. It helped lots.
I felt sort of bad in the morning. The night before, I ended up drinking some. I was kind of upset about a couple of pictures that I saw on a friend's facebook, because I get upset way too easily. So, I just sort of had that in the back of my mind whilst drinking.
I didn't really feel it until the morning. It wasn't a bad hangover, but long story short, I ate carbs to help.

Carbs and water are the best hangover aid.

Something I discovered today is that my senses are very much heightened directly after meditating. I meditated on the back porch for thirty minutes. It was a great feeling.

Fat loser here finds she becomes Daredevil after meditating.

I came back inside, did dishes, which was also therapeutic, and then worked out for thirty to fourty-five minutes. I ran on the elliptical for twenty minutes and did floor thigh, hip, and butt exercises.

WORK THEM KEGEL MUSCLES (had to look up how to spell that for the first time in Edie Finds a Corpse history) ALL THE BOYS WILL LOOOOOOVE YOU NOW.

I made sure to keep up on my water intake.

When I craved something sweet, I made myself the SB vanilla coffee milk and was satisfied.

Mmmm I love being skinny. Big bag of Swedish Fish right here I can eat whenever the fuck I feel like.
Four in the morning and it's Swedish Fish time?
AWWWW YEAH I CAN DO THIS SHIT.

We bought yogurt, whole wheat bread, romaine lettuce and carrots today, so there are lots of healthy options in the fridge again! I was strong today, considering that most of what we had was carbs.

My strong girl.
Temperance is a virtue, you know.
And by "temperance" I mean more as a synonym for "fortitude" than what it came to mean to mean later.

I'm talking to a really cute girl on OKCupid and I'm excited about eventually meeting her! Using that site has made me feel a bit better about myself, though it also adds a little bit of pressure. But at least it is the summer, when I will have time for self-improvement!

Oh so you're a lesbian.
RIGHT?
RIIIIIIIIIGHT?
OR YOU'RE JUST LOOKING FOR A FRIEND?

So, I'm not //exactly// seeing this as a failure, because I'm becoming motivated to get on track for healthy eating again.
Part of my motivation is to keep the ability to fit into the cute clothes that I brought with me to Maryland. Cute light-colored short-shorts and skinny jeans, and the like.

This has to be a girl, right? Cute clothes, I mean really?

Another part of my motivation is the online dating site that I've just joined. I created an account on OKCupid.com, looking for a girl to go out with short-term while I am in Jacksonville, or maybe even someone to show me around Maryland, while I'm here. We'll see, but either way, I would like to look my best and feel my best while exploring new romance.

Hooo-boy, Maryland. Well we have the-- well, there's the Target, and then there's the grocery store, and then we have a BIG EMPTY FIELD-- and that's about it.

Anyways, I leave for Maryland on Tuesday. I can't wait to see my sister again. I'm nervous, because I feel like, for some reason, parts of me are always fluctuating- my weight, my ability to sing and speak loudly, my anxiety-levels, my confidence- and I'm hoping for some stability in that area when I meet Nicki's friends.

ANYWAYS GUYS
ANYWAYS I'M JUST GOING TO THE PIMPLE ON THE UNITED STATE'S ASS
ANYWAYS I'M GOING TO GET A LOT OF PITY POINTS FROM THE POOR SOULS TRAPPED IN THAT GRAY MONOTONOUS HELLHOLE
ANYWAYS I CAN'T WAIT TO EXPERIENCE A MERGER LANE IN MARYLAND WHICH MIGHT AS WELL JUST BE THE SHOULDER OF THE ROAD THEY'RE SO SHORT.

They will be who I will be seeing for the next couple of months, so I hope to make a decent impression and get along with them well. I really don't want to give off the hurt-puppy-needing-pity-and-friendliness vibe.

Just listen to this song in its entirety. It's only 2 minutes and it'll steel you towards pretty much any emotion you can possibly feel.

I want him back so badly.
Looking back at old pictures. Like the one from homecoming last year... We look so happy.
I was getting there.

I want so much to give it another try.

It hurts so bad. I'm not PMSing. It's not too late to be getting overemotional.

Sorry I just took my own advice.
I can't even be angry at you anymore.

I feel like I'm a fifteen year old boy.

I crush way too easily.

I need to come up with some kind of list of attributes that I'm looking for in a potential relationship.

Barometer for a relationship:
"favorite Billy Idol song?"
"Who's that?"
KEEP FUCKING WALKING.

I can't just decide to like every girl or guy I see. Mostly, it's girls though. I don't know if it's because UWF has so many pretty girls on campus. I've been noticing that, lately.
Just going through the commons, every girl I happened to spot while kind of being on the lookout for cute girls was either really pretty or really, really cute.

Last time I went to "the commons" on my campus my only thought was "wow look at all these hipster bitches" followed very shortly by "I am so beyond this bullshit now."

And that's a bit depressing, as a girl, too.

Also followed on the heels by "if these girls didn't dress like they fell into a donation bin in front of Goodwill some of them might actually be kind of cute, even if they are bitchy white girls."

I don't feel like I'm stylish or peppy or beautiful or proud enough to even be noticed by them.

We should all be so lucky to evade their auspices. Every time I've had to speak to one of these poor, misguided creatures it was an unpleasant experience in the extreme.

I wish I could work on this, and I felt like Ryan was helping this, but now I've lost Ryan (which is good because he was really oppressive), and so I almost feel like I'm losing some confidence, too.
But I'm not gorging or anything. I'm exercising and watching what I eat, so I won't feel even more resentful of myself.

Resent is a powerful emotion.
Suddenly I feel like a fucking Sith Lord giving advice.
USE YOUR HATE AS A WEAPON YOUNG JEDI.

If not a girlfriend, I'd like to just have some more girl friends. I wonder if I would come across as flirtatious to them, too, eventually. I know that I sometimes do with Casey.
Maybe that is why I push away straight female friends.

Is there anyone more annoying than a bisexual?
Not to be rude but I've met a lot of straight people who were cool, I've met a lot of gay people who were cool but every bisexual I've met has been a flaming asshole or a raging lunatic.

I'm just speculating. But I need to jump to action about a couple of things.

1) I really need to work on my confidence and anxiety problems.
2) I really need to figure out what I want in a guy or girl.

I'd give you the advice I usually give people but to be honest I can't really tell what your gender is because the very next post is entitled "Manchild" and I'm not sure if this is self-applied or not.
ESPECIALLY SINCE THE ONLY TEXT IN THIS POST IS "BORDERLINE PERSONALITY DISORDER" which is a disorder that affects mostly women, I think.
I am supposed to be denying myself today.

That's what I learned last night at the BCM worship meeting.
I don't know if finally livejournaling my feelings is focusing too much on myself and "feeding my old self".
Hopefully I can get away with one entry. I mostly want to talk about what happened at the meeting last night.

Oh good, just what I needed from this blog: religious melodrama.
DID YOU LISTEN TO THAT SONG I SENT YOU?

I'm not going to make up any bullshit about feeling "saved" or "feeling the Holy Spirit entering me" or anything, because I know that I already am saved, and the Holy Spirit is already in me.

Too bad it's not the staff of Zeus on your fucking face.
And then I felt myself completely let go and it was almost kind of scary because I really couldn't control it.

I started to cry, but kept a straight face because there was also this intense calm feeling in me.
Before the song ended, I was able to wipe my eyes and gain control, though, but when it was happening, it was a really strange feeling.
I don't remember having felt something like that ever before. Maybe in a really sad movie. That was kind of the feeling.

Oh God.
Ha, literally: "Oh God!"

Despite my confusion, I want to believe and grow in my beliefs.

This is why it's pointless and dumb to argue with the religious.

I am curious as to what they might tell me about homosexuality, abstinence and such. I've been trying to do my own research but when I look at the other side of the argument (as in the Biblical one) I just find myself getting disgusted and frustrated and confused...

Great.
Blargh I just burped and tasted acid. That is completely what this blog does to you.
In fact that is the best review I can ever give of this blog: stomach acid burp.
Oh man it's even the beginning of this blog. It is truly the Holy Ghost entering me and telling me what to write.

Oh God Fuck Off

I fucking hate today's writer's block question. Not only because of the subject matter but it's a bunch of heavy-handed, dumbass answers of an issue no one responding understands.

How do you feel about standardized tests? Do you think they accurately indicate a student's knowledge or ability?

10000 "THERE ARE MANY KINDS OF INTELLIGENCE AND THE TESTS TEST NONE LOL!!!!" later and I'm fucking angry.
The reason standardized tests fail you morons is because the bar is set so incredibly low and even if you miss the bar the first time you often have three or four chances to recover. It'd be like if I set up a genius test and the only question was "can you zip up your fly without getting your dick caught? You only have 15 attempts to do this" and if you can guess what? You're a genius!
Why bother at that point? It compounds when the schools that are tested the most are often the worst schools so yeah, take away valuable instruction time to see if they can spell the word "hoping" (hint: it's not 'hopeing' and "hopping" is a different word idiots) which they couldn't two days ago so I'm guessing a miracle didn't occur between then and now.
Whew. Anyway, on to our blog.
Her response:

Of course not! There are seven different types of intelligences and standardized tests accurately test none of them. They don't help a student show true understanding of subject matter, only that 1 out of 4 times, he can guess correctly. They are loathsome and I believe I heard somewhere that around the time they were introduced and leaned upon heavily, ADD prescriptions went up.

Wow, you heard somewhere ADD prescriptions went up. I'm sold! Don't bother citing anything just, you know, make up shit as you go along.

But here's the underlying problem with standardized tests: Knowledge, intelligence, education and the learning process are not easy concepts. Taking a person and helping him through the steps to learn new skills, understand parallels in literature or use the scientific method is a highly personal journey. Each person learns a little differently and takes a different amount of time to learn different things.

BECAUSE WE
ARE ALL LIKE SNOWFLAKES.
Oh my God I don't have the stamina today to put up with this.

Standardized tests seek to make us all the same. They take this rich tapestry of life and reduce it to "Do you know this fact? Y/N"

So how would you fix it? Everyone hates these standardized tests but I have yet to hear one plausible alternative to them.
Here's some sort of block of colors that's supposed to tell me about her personality. I have no idea how to read this so I'm just going to assume it's calling her a cunt and move on.
I just took the quiz that generates these blocks of color (I have nothing better to do with my life)
and mine featured more earth tones and grays while hers was just a corona of contradictory color so I guess it nailed something correctly.

Ghosts never seem to have problems walking through walls or people, but why doesn't anyone have issues with floors? If you're so insubstantial that you have literally no effect on your surroundings, why aren't you always falling through the floor?

... Because ghosts fly?
You've never noticed how they float, really?

It occurs to me that some people could be upset by a commonality in video games for the default of the player avatar to be male, as though the gender of the avatar affects the enjoyment of the game.

Most people prefer to play a character that looks like them, yes.
I, on the other hand, can never make a character badass enough to encapsulate how awesome I am so might as well make a girl.

Now, I am the first person to flail with glee when the main character is by default a woman instead of a man and doubly so when the game isn't a 'girly game', but I've never been particularly bothered by this occurrence.

>Default female avatar
>not girly
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
I've been playing video games for nigh on 18 years, let's see how many examples of that I can come up with.
The Metroid series--
Arguably Final Fantasy 6--
Uhhh-- Bayonetta I guess--
So less than 20 games, great.

I used to poke fun of it when I first had my Pokemon Yellow game, but I was never really offended. Maybe it is just long years of conditioning that I expect myself to default to male in a game, but I think it is more that I am extremely comfortable playing a male character.

You do realize Pokemon Yellow is based on a cartoon with a male main character, yeah?
And that you've been able to pick a female lead since Ruby and Sapphire?

Something that makes me squee with delight is when a female avatar seduces a female NPC in a game that was obviously made for men to play. I'm not sure why, but it makes me happy to see lesbianism (Female homosexuality? Is this the PC term? Do we even have one yet?) in any game. I feel it is highly underrepresented and would love to see more of it about.

Do you play video games? There are lesbians all over the place.
Consider your primary audience~

Maybe I'm a little bit crazy, but hearing a knock at my door is possibly one of the most terrifying noises I ever experience.

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'
Yeah when you try to rip off an idea from someone make sure you pick someone a little more obscure than EDGAR ALLAN POE.
People still can't follow basic directions:

How would you describe the last decade in one sentence?

Her response:

Oh. Fuck.

>two periods
>neither word constitutes a sentence

Today has been one of the most frustrating days ever. This morning, it was difficult to wake up Doryen, so I was awake a little longer. Then it took me forever to find a razor that wasn't dull.

... To shave your legs, right?
RIGHT?

Has anyone else noticed that sometimes when you add the word 'my' to a slightly intimate sentence, it suddenly becomes uncomfortably personal? For example:

I always feel like a canary when I wear yellow underpants.

I always feel like a canary when I wear my yellow underpants.

Can't say I even know what you're talking about.

I usually whine about useless drivel on this journal and I'm certain that this will be no different, especially since it's nearly one in the morning as I write this. Let me begin with a qualification: I love my boyfriend. I adore him. He is a perfect gentleman to me, but isn't stupid enough to believe that I can't take the harsh realities of life (though he has yet to learn where my pain tolerance lies).

I'm reading that last part a lot of different ways.

He is exhausted all the time, and I can't blame him because he works overtime all day, then goes to class at night, Monday through Thursday. Normally, this might not be a problem except that he has been living with me for the past three weeks and I'm horny out of my mind. I don't want masturbation, it feels hollow and unsatisfactory, I want his *hands* on my *body*, his heat burning my skin. I want him to *want* me.

I think I suddenly understand what you mean about the whole "my" thing.
Especially considering I'm sure you're both morbidly obese.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Here's a cute story about how she met her boyfriend online.
So cute I can't even be bothered to copy and paste it here, I mean fuck off, goddamn.
Watching movies online together is like 18 levels of pathetic.

Therefore what you need to do, instead of appealing to your demographic's logos (that's Greek for logic and not their corporate symbol)

Oh is it Greek? Thank you for that.

Why is it that when you look at a pair of men together, you instantly believe that they are both fully homosexual and when you see a pair of women together, you think that they're probably closer to bisexual?

Because having spoken to many women and men women are far, far more likely to claim to be bisexual in some sort of petty attempt to attract men than gay men, who are typically gay?
I'd wager if you asked online you could find more people claiming to be bisexual women than heterosexual women.

Attention everyone!

I got my hood pierced =D

Your what?
Oh!
Oh...
Great.
It has a shiney, light blue jewel now.
Yeah, great. Any time I see people with genital piercings (which happens far more often than it should for those of you about to say "well how often does that happen, really?") my immediate thought is "mental illness".

A few thoughts on modern management of big businesses and that really should be done to fix their broken code of morality

>business
>morality
no.
Moving on from this post, in fact~
Now here's a post entitled "statistics and why I think they're bullshit" and this should be interesting.

I take as my primary (and really only) example, Deal or no Deal. Everyone probably knows the premise of the game- the contestant picks one of 30 odd suitcases, each with an amount of money on the inside and for the duration of the game, picks the other suitcases to see what was inside them until he or she finally gets to see which one was theirs.

>everyone knows the premise of this game
>let me explain it to you
Great thanks for this.

The player makes two choices, and two choices only: the suitcase he picks at the beginning and at the very end where he decides whether or not to switch cases at the end. All of the crap in the middle? Filler. No, his statistics aren't actually changing because he's not making any new choices.

Oh is that right?
There are 30 cases, the object of the game is to get the case with a million dollars in it. Assuming you do not know what is contained in your case, your odds of initially picking the case with a million dollars are 1:30, the same as picking a case with any discreet amount of money in it.
If you open a case and it does not contain a million dollars your odds increase to 1:29 because you have successfully eliminated a case in the wild, thereby increasing the odds the case you picked is the right one.
The situation you described would require you to never initially pick a case and just eliminate them at random, in which case your odds still increase as you pick successive cases but overall your odds are 1:30.
GIRLS AND STATISTICS, AM I RIGHT GUYS?

But this is my inherent complaint with statistics- I still think it's mostly bullshit. Yes, you can predict fairly accurately what card is going to come up next or, if you talk to a large enough group of people, what someone's preferences are going to be but in the end, it's still a 1 to 52 chance that you're going to pull a 3 of spades out of a pristine deck. Yes, it *is* less likely that after you pull out a spade that you'll pull out another spade, but I think the acknowledged margin of error proves my point just fine.

No it doesn't you stupid cow. A margin of error takes place only over the course of thousands of trial runs.
That'd be like flipping a coin once, getting heads and concluding that coin can only get heads because it happened one time.
Ever heard of a confidence interval?
Jesus Christ.

In conclusion, I would make an awful Deal or no Deal contestant. I would pick my case completely at random and open the rest of the cases in descending order, exhibiting little to no emotion as each was opened.

That would be part of the absolute best strategy, yes, but you came up with it for the entirely wrong reason. Your goal is to pick cases in any discreet pattern and then switch cases at the end when it comes down to 1:2 because of a statistical principle I'm not going to explain because this entry has already gone on too long.

If there are any mathematicians or statisticians, I would be interested to hear your opinions on the matter, but please only address what I've said here because I won't understand much more.

It is actually impossible to fully disprove you with the information you've provided because your knowledge of statistics is so scant I can't even invoke basic Statistics 101 principles.
You're probably someone who thinks the odds of getting tails on a coin flip approaches 1 with each successive flip of "heads".
Uuuuuuuuuuuh fuck. Anyway my head is swimmin' so I'm going to go do something else.

Let's figure out the gender

I'm betting this is a guy. I have no reason to believe this. I'm literally just picking at random.

Do you think your parents made any major mistakes in how they raised you? If so, how did it affect you?

Well I am pretty awesome. Hard to argue with this much awesome, in fact.

Wow, that's an understatement. It really comes back to my dad who was an alcoholic.

I've been in pussy sensitivity class all semester and I'm getting more than a little tired of the sob stories.
I know that's not being "sensitive to diversity" but fuck it. I was sensitive before now I'm just jaded.

He used to give me drunken lectures about life and would drag me from bar to bar introducing me as his "boy".

Now we come to the first issue with gender. Why is "boy" in quotes? I've heard plenty of people identify their children as "boy" or "girl". Is it in quotes because you're actually a girl? Is it in quotes because you're biologically male but gender confused or whatever, or is it just because you're an idiot and taking offense to dumb things?
No idea.

He was a crude and disrespectful person who I fought with from the time I met him to when he died when I was in college.

Oddly his/her/its mother goes unmentioned. That tells me either there was no mother or more likely she was fine and therefore he/she/it can't bitch.

Considering that our impressions on gender roles are created by our parents, I'm not sure what deep levels are affected by his example.

AND CREATED ONLY BY OUR PARENTS.
NO OTHER ADULT CAN IMPRESS UPON YOU THE ROLES OF MEN AND WOMEN.
NOTHING.

Of course, I have a blog, so there must be something wrong.

Specifically or in general? In general I agree. Having a blog is a huge mistake and you should probably apologize.

This evening turned out to be another bust. The dude gathering fell through again. I spoke with my friend for a few hours. Since he no longer had anything to do, he was going to see if his girlfriend wanted to hang out.

Nothing quite like playing third wheel.
The best thing you can do is befriend the girlfriend too but sometimes that's difficult.
I mean I never had trouble because look how fucking charming but sometimes girls can be twats, you know how it is.

As far as Halloween, I still have no plans. I need to put out my feelers to see if I can find something to do.

I know what I'm doing.
AWWW YEAH NOTHING.

I at least hope to put together a Rocky Horror group for Saturday night. I really, really do not want to be without plans this weekend.

I can't imagine being like this. I NEED TO SEE PEOPLE OR I'LL GO CRAZY.

Wow, it's my first night in a bit without anything to do, and I'm already going nuts.

So make your own amusement. Watch a movie, read a book, make more pointless posts on your blog-- you can literally do anything you want.

Speaking about relationships, I still have had no word. It was 2 weeks yesterday since I last heard anything. As I have mentioned before, I hope she's doing okay.

So there's a girlfriend.
That probably points to male but the last three times (I think) I said "oh, girlfriend so this must be a man" I got burned, so I'm not committing yet.

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a man in possession of a doodle, must be in want of a little more company. Nerdy? Yes.

... What?

It does have a lot of truth to it though. I suppose that it's a good thing that I will be heading out to happy hour with some former Wells Fargo compadres.

What the fuck is a doodle? I always thought a doodle was a little drawing you did instead of taking notes in class.

I suppose that I should mention that I finally put in the effort to finish Peter Pan. I actually read most of it today at work. As childish as it may sound, it did turn out to be a very beautifully written book full of allegory that can be a bit depressing if you put a bit of thought into it.

>as childish as it sounds
>mentions allegory
Yes, children are well-known for their grasp of allegories.
AS CHILDISH AS IT MAY SOUND PETER PAN IS REALLY JUST A METAPHYSICAL SCREAM FOR LOST INNOCENCE.
The fuck is wrong with you, friend?

I got confirmation that the beer is on its way. Wow, that stuff wasn't cheap. I guess when it comes in from Neuschwanstein Castle, it isn't exactly going to be comparable with PBR. Yes, I'm excited. I love accomplishing those how-did-you-do-it feats.

You imported beer from Germany, what? It's not like that's illegal or anything. How is that a feat?
Oh hey, I watched a movie without paying for it recently.
HOW DID YOU DO IT YOU MAGNIFICENT BASTARD?
Oh well I searched for it on Youtube.
Yeah not the greatest quality but I wasn't doing it for leisure (why professors insist movies are learning experiences is beyond me).

Before I went out for other activities last night, I did take in the orchestra's performance of Brahms Symphony 1. It's my favorite Brahms symphony.

Take in the orchestra. What a douche.
He keeps mentioning this Elizabeth girl but then says (alias) after like if he says her real name I'm somehow going to find her.

I am in rare form today.

Rare form. Sure you're not gay, friend?

Though I hate answering phones, I have found that every caller today has turned into a mini-audience for moi. I love that feeling. The gals giggle, the gay gays flirt, and the other dudes at the very least find me mildly amusing.

I called because I had a problem, not to listen to you run your yap.

Speaking of English, the "t" in "often" is silent.

No it isn't. "Often" comes from "oft" which I assure you is not a silent 't'. Most people don't pronounce it and that's correct as well but it is not technically a silent consonant, no. Webster even has both examples in spoken form.

I just heard a worker come in from the warehouse mispronouncing that. I especially love it when people emphasize the "t" when they are trying to make a point.

Oxford also confirms both. Americans and British agree it's not necessarily silent.
I love it when a pretentious douche is dead fucking wrong.

I feel like a moody teenage girl right now trying to make a collage in art class.

I feel like a guy who wants to punch another guy square in the temple.
Oh wait, no, I don't feel like I am that guy.

Hi, again. I am stretched out in bed relaxing with my dog close by.

Oh hi, I'm sitting here at my desk typing a response to your blog. My dog is dead.
What the fuck?

One of the last conversations I had with her dealt with German and Austrian beer. I hate beer, but apparently European varieties are quite a bit better. She listed Neuschwansteiner and Lowenbrau from Germany and Edleweiss, Stiegl, and Augustiner from Salzburg to be her favorites with particular emphasis on Neuschwansteiner.

And other places in Germany and Austria I have never visited and will never visit but will continue to list for pompous effect.

Curiosity got the best of me. I found Stiegl in a neighborhing suburb. Lowenbrau is no challenge. Augustiner is not shipped outside of the Salzburg area as it has no preservatives.

I'm currently hunting down Vallejo Grey Primer. By which I mean I placed an order at an online store and they're back ordered.

Meeting and getting acquainted with people, I have found, can give you insights into things you may like to try. For instance, I have a friend who is into Art History. I have long thought this would be a fascinating major to have in college.

Fascinating and useful.
Oddly the one class in art history (hello electives) I've had has proven one of the more useful classes I've had, but I'm sure a degree in it would not be too useful.

A little knowledge in this area can come off as both impressive and pretentious. Neither oddly sounds too bad to me.

OH WOW THIS GUY KNOWS A LOT ABOUT ART HISTORY COLOR ME IMPRESSED
Now if you sculpted like the Romans then I'd be impressed, but just knowing about it no, no I'm not impressed.

I also need to learn another language. I copped out by doing Spanish in college. I think French would be suitable considering my family; though I have heard a lot in recent months about the German-speaking regions.

Wait, need to? What, planning on leaving the English speaking world?
Also I like how he says he "learned Spanish" like he took more than the requisite two semesters in college and is totally fluent.

As previously mentioned, Elizabeth also plays the violin. I had long thought that the violin had frets, but it doesn't. You just have to know where your fingers should go. There is something archaic yet beautiful about the instrument.

>archaic
>fist modern violin made in the 16th century
It's one thing to be pretentious. It's quite another to be pretentious and dead fucking wrong.
Also
>implying archaic can't be beautiful (as the "yet" implies)

The violin though has a charm that is carried with it. Maybe, just maybe, I will try to pick it up in the near future.

WHO GIVES A FUCK?
Goddamn, man. You need to get your head out of your ass.

As long as I'm the betterment topic, I would also like to pass along that I would like to eventually replace my eliptical with a stationary recumbant bike. I want to take ballroom dance lessons. That's right. You heard me.

OH SHIT, THROWING DOWN AND TAKING A BALLROOM DANCING CLASS.
GUESS WHAT, FAGGOTS? I'M GOING TO START KNITTING.
THAT'S RIGHT YOU HEARD ME. CAN YOU BELIEVE HOW HARDCORE THIS SHIT IS?
This is totally in character for you. If you had said "yeah I'm taking up Muay Thai and to show you how serious I am I'm actually going to Thailand to learn" then I'd have to say "wait, what?"

I felt inclined to log back into Livejournal and note that today is 10-10-10. I think that I have caught every one of these sets on this blog since 6-6-06 when that crappy remake of The Omen came out. Yeah, I've been doing this for that long.

Well unfortunately for you 13/13/13 will break that tradition.

Good morning.. I just woke up a bit ago. That's not bad for someone who went to bed at 3 am.

GOOD MORNING.

Girls are more social than guys. It's far easier for a girl to strike up a conversation and make an instant friend with whom to spend time in the very near future. Guys are more incidental in friendships in that it takes extended interactions and the sharing of experiences to accomplish the same goal. Otherwise, it's kind of "gay".

Yep.

I've never had to think about it before. I suppose that I could medicate myself, but I don't want to risk another arrhythmia like I had with the first one. I also am fond of the nervous underlying energy that I've always had which would likely disappear.

>fond of nervous energy
You're not that nervous, friend.

I wouldn't refer to it as anxiety. It's a hard-to-explain excitability that I have.

That really obscure excitability you wouldn't have heard of. What a hipsterfag.
Anyway I think that's it for me today.