Better crippled in body than corrupt in mind.

Wow everyone is getting sick. Everyone is bitching about it on their blog, even. I think the reason is clear:
"Thus did he pray, and Apollo heard his prayer. He came down furious from the summits of Olympus, with his bow and his quiver upon his shoulder, and the arrows rattled on his back with the rage that trembled within him. He sat himself down away from the ships with a face as dark as night, and his silver bow rang death as he shot his arrow in the midst of them."
The wrath of Apollo is upon us.

I feel like crap, and yet I'm still going to school.
Why? You ask.
Why, to spread the swiny and infect as many peons as possible!

I have done nothing to anger the god, so perhaps I will be spared his fury.
Now she links to another journal where she tells elaborate (and no doubt shitty) stories through The Sims. I don't think I'll be clicking on that.

Anyway, continuing on with my Christmas rant-yay list, I got covers for my iTouch, OKAAAAAAMIIIII *squee*♥*squee* and many other wonderful things.

>*squee*♥*squee*

On Okami, I can see why people love it so much. It's a beautifully illustrated gem of a game, the art in it is so unique. And there's booze. I MEAN THAT. LOTS OF BOOZE.

lolxD
Only 9th graders could be so impressed with something like that.

You people must think I'm a crackhead...But that's OK, ILY2. ;)

I think if you were you'd have come up with something better than this.

SO.
I'M BORED.
So I'll give you a cookie if you can translate these phrases ♥
They're in Deustch ♥

Oh look, a thinly veiled "fuck you I know a foreign language" post.
Well I'm real impressed.

Jesus hatte mehrere Kinder, von denen alle aßen ihr Vater.

"Jesus had several children, all of whom ate their father."
Whoop-de-shit, German. You can practically sound out the translation.

Ich hatte eine Schweinshaxe. Es war sehr lecker.

"I had a porkchop. It was very tasty."
You do go on and-- oh look, you provided the translation under each sentence. How disappointing. I just noticed because it's in teeny tiny yellow font that's crossed through, but I suppose you can read that if you don't mind your eyes melting in the process. I guess the reason she threw the translation up there is because it wouldn't he wholly impressive until you knew she knew it, but fuck you I had high school German too and I'm not fucking impressed.

Well...
November is shit. That's what I think.
I honestly, truly, really do.

And I have reasons.

Reasons I won't be reading--

PLEASE READ BEYOND THE STORY AT THE BEGINNING. Please, this is totally serious and not just me going on a rant.

It looks really long, though.

Well, someone recently blogged a Justin Bieber (sp?) music vid. I was curious, I'd never heard him before, so I clicked it.
Well, I have to admit, I don't really enjoy his music.
I didn't comment that in the blog, I decided to try and post something I felt was amusing in the video, so I said it looked like he was wearing lipstick. Before I entered it though, I read the comments before mine and saw that one girl had also stated something along the lines of 'I don't understand why people like him...'.

IMPENDING INTERNET DRAMA.
Skipping some unnecessary details (well, the entire post and indeed the entire blog is unnecessary, but whatever):

Color me surprised when her and her friend show up and begin antagonizing me as well, for stating my opinion.

Now, this isn't meant to be a blog to get guys on my side and start flaming these two girls, I posted it because of two reasons:
1) I'm really hyped about it now, for some reason.
2) I think we should start a movement. (which I'm also really hyped about right now)

Now, as you can see, that second one looks serious. Well, I'm totally serious about it.

A movement for what? All spurred on because someone was "like, rly mean" to you on the internet?

I want this movement to be about the respect from one person to another person when stating their opinion, or just respect of another in general.

Yeah good luck with that, stupid.

Maybe, to a lesser extent, we could promote correct grammar and punctuation? I'm not as gung-ho on this one, and understand that you guys may not be either.

Yeah why would you want to be gung-ho about that one? WE HAVE TO RESPECT EACH OTHERS' OPINIONS ABOUT JUSTIN BIEBER, GUYS. :(
That's much more important.
Who the fuck is Justin Bieber?
I have a simpler movement: anyone who likes Justin Bieber is a cunt and I don't want to hear their ignorant opinions in the first place.
How about that for a movement?

Okay, so I'm getting (maybe) Sims 2 on Thursday. YAY!

Current location: North Carolina.
I just want to distance myself from her a little: I'm not originally from North Carolina.
And that's it. That's her entire blog, aww.
Well, Sierra, I have to hand it to you: at least you keep a reasonable update schedule. You only update when you think you have something to say (which still somehow manages to be never, but whatever I'll cut you some slack because you're clearly of diminished capacity) instead of getting one of these fucking things and making fifteen million posts through Twatter like everyone else.

OHWHATTHE

Livejournal has a new ad scheme that's very good: clicking on any section causes the screen to darken and an ad to start playing, and you can't go to any websites until it ends. "WATCH THE AD TO CONTINUE ENJOYING YOUR LIVEJOURNAL EXPERIENCE!" it says. That's awfully presumptuous, Livejournal. I'm not sure I need entirely cockblocked like this just to read the latest earth-shattering thoughts of Furry #5982174.
Today we have Zap Rowsdower's Journal. I learned a lot from it, actually. I learned "unemployment" is a viable career option. Fuck this teacher certification, I guess.

minor freakout yesterday when the unemployment check didn't come. Didn't think that Monday being MLK day would affect my check since I call to claim it n Tues.

Didn't think that the holiday where the entire government is off would affect something like a government-run institution?

But it came today and it is in the bank. A good thing since my balance was fifty-five cents.
Bought the traditional Starbucks (Venti roast, nothing fancy for me) and came back here to get back to being unemployed.

>nothing fancy
>Starbucks
>he's unemployed
Tax dollars at work.

Want an easy way to donate to Haiti relief? iTunes users can donate using their account setup. easy as buying a song. Just donated to RED CROSS.

Yeah I saw that. I downloaded "Shake It Up" by The Cars instead. I think it was a wise investment.

OK, so I am not "actually" on a diet. I am diabetic and I am going to have to start eating like I am diabetic.

By going to Starbucks-- I think I found a hole in your diet, bro.

went to the Doctor yesterday.

My Doctor is cute. I know medical school and college and years of study have been involved, but this woman looks like she just got off the school bus. I have a little crush on her.

That's a little bit Freudian. Have a thing for girls just got off the school bus, huh?

But the reason I am posting this is that I am having to eat healthily again.

sigh.

responsibility tastes like a hamburger/no bun.

Yeah man, gotta lose that weight otherwise you won't score any 12 year olds. What the fuck is wrong with you, man?

if I ever see Russell T. Davies on the street I am going to kick his ass.

Don't know who that is and I don't know what he did to warrant an ass kicking, but if I ever see you on the street kicking his ass I'm going punch you right in your fucking face.
No reason, really. You're just a tool.

Now, I nap. Because grating potatoes is hard work. Well, tedious anyway.

Wow how fat are you? ONE ACTIVITY DONE, TIME FOR A NAP.
True story: yesterday I realized I forgot my parking pass in my car, so I went all the way up five entire flights of stairs, back down, paid, back up. Wasn't even winded.
You, too, can complete menial tasks without getting exhausted.

My GF's Daddie used to say, "Believe and you will receive. Doubt and you do without."


amen AGAIN.

"Doubt begets heresy, heresy begets retribution."
My quote is cooler.

Gotta love Paulie Perrette. She ended an interview with these quotes:

"Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere" - MLK Jr

Oh, oh I have one: "our ways must be cruel to be fair."
Man my quotes are so much better than your shitty ones, holy fuck.
Here he asks for donations. Not for Haiti or anyone that actually needs shit, but he himself. From Amazon. Funny, for a guy who quotes the Bible sometimes he sure missed the (arguably most important) quote from the Bible: "the Lord helps those who help themselves."
Oh wait, no, that was Benjamin Franklin.
Same shit, really.

Philadelphia Cream Cheese Spinach and Artichoke flavor and Wheat Thins Crackers FTW, kids.

Wow-- wow.
Now there are five hundred more posts about food. I guess my problem with people that quote the Bible is that there's usually cooler shit surrounding the Bible than the Bible itself. Like, in this instance, DANTE'S INFERNO.
YOU'RE GOING STRAIGHT TO HELL WHERE YOU WILL FEAST ON FILTH, GLUTTON.
Holt shit Dante kicked ass.
Also there were BEES that stung people eternally until they fell underneath the filth.
Then some guys in the 2000s looked at that and said "yeah this is pretty cool, but how can we make this even more awesome? Also a video game" and the answer was make Dante a crusader instead of a gay poet who kills Death with his bare hands and takes his scythe.
I can't fucking wait. It's going to be the best thing to ever come out of epic poetry in like 350 years.
Oh yeah, this.
Now there's a post about him having Supraventricular Tachycardia (his blood pressure dropped and his heart started beating very fast) because he either has anxiety or he's so morbidly obese his heart doesn't have enough room to beat properly.

And today, the GF bugged me until I made an appointment at a clinic that doesn't care that I don't have insurance. My appointment is Dec. 22.

And people wonder why we need health reform...

WE NEED HEALTH REFORM SO I CAN KEEP INJECTING BACON GREASE INTO MY ARTERIES.

Hi,

I just signed a petition to Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid to stop protecting corporate Democrats who are willing to filibuster a public health insurance option.

Can you please add your name?

No.

The BEST thing about Obama? He pisses the republicans off more than Clinton.

Oh, crap. I have to go to the unemployment office this week. That sucks the life out of you, let me tell ya.

"Maybe I should get a job instead of complaining about the free money the government is giving me-- nah, that'd cut into my requisite 20 meals a day."

I am fifty-five years old. I lived through the sixties and seventies demonstrations and movements.

Bro, what?

I am the bargain lord! I purchased a "new" computer! It's a 600MHz iMac (white jellybean style).

AND THE BOTTOM LINE: IT WAS ONLY $64!!!!!!!!

because MHz is the important measurement.
Oh wait, back in the mid-90s (where our boy is from, evidently) that was the important measurement.
Uhh...
Well as long as we're waving our computer willies around, my computer is 3 GHz (5x faster) and it also has 4 cores, so whatever, white people.
Sometimes I open Oblivion 10 times just because I can.
And that's all I have today. Get out.

Haven't had one of these in a while

So one common complaint in modern video games is how creepily the same all the non-player characters are. They look the same, talk the same, and frequently spout out the exact same lines of dialogs to other clones of themselves.
I don't see how that's a complaint, really, because as I've learned ALL PEOPLE ARE FUCKING IDENTICAL. Art imitating life, etc.
I can literally summarize every single blog I've ever reviewed ever by using five or six archetypes.
Which is your favorite?
Self-important Philosofag, self-important artfag, whiny mentally ill fanfiction writing girl, anorexic girl, Wiccan girl or unidentifiable gender furry?
Quick, guess which one is up today! Assuming you guess at random, you have a 16.666666666repeating chance of guessing, so better make it a good one.
I really would like to see what would happen if one were to put all of these people in a room together. I can only imagine it would smell incredibly offensive in addition to being the most obnoxiously whiny room in existence. It'd probably be a perpetual motion bitch machine. It'd be glorious in how horrifically depressing it would be.

I need a hug.

Well, I need more than a hug. I don't know how much longer I can go on pretending to be almost normal before I snap and rip someone's face off, most likely my own because God forbid that I should hurt anyone else.

I just realized I'm really hungry. Excuse me while I remedy that.
So where was I?

To say that today has been a bad day would be an understatement. It's not that anything in particular happened, it was just my moods seemed more uncontrollable than normal. I can't deal with it.

Hmm, wonder if I can get an Adamant 31 IV Pokemon to pop up in RNGreporter. Maybe today will be my lucky day.
Okay, that'll be about 10 minutes before it spits out THE SAME MODESTFAG IT HAS FOR THE PAST WEEK.

I cannot go from being elated one second to bawling my eyes out, self-harming depressed the next. I just can't do it anymore. I am going to snap.

The doctors suck. They just keep referring me to other people, who send me somewhere else, and they send me to another doctor, and nothing is actually getting done to help me.

Oh wow I just noticed I'm missing some album art for my various MP3s.
Oh iTunes found artwork for everything except three albums. That's-- impressive, actually.
There it is.

I think I'll be dropping out of college (again) soon. I haven't actually been to lessons since late November, and I never wanted to go there anyway.

Oh that reminds me, I should see if any of my classes moved into each other like that hilarious situation that occurred last semester.
Nope, looks good.

I am tired of doing what my family wants. I'm almost nineteen years old. I think I'll just get a normal job, maybe in a pub or something, get mental help (if the doctors actually pull themselves together) and write in my freetime.

Let's see how RNGreporter is progressing-- looks like one match found, so that'll be that Modestfag I mentioned-- hmm.
It's not even anything good, either. It's ability 0 so you can't even get a good Gardevoir out of that (I'd just breed one anyway, I have a male Ralts with half perfect IVs from my Mismagius) so I don't really know--

You know a band that you like for ages, but then you end up loosing their music, forget about them but always have the feeling that you're missing something good? That is what I had with Delays. I loved them a couple of years ago, deleated my harddrive and lost them.

Ah, RNGreporter is done and-- yep, Modestfag.
Goddamn.
Well I guess I could breed a Gyarados, but that would be really involved and it won't be in a cool diveball. Guess I'll keep trying.

I think that is all for now. Back to being depressed and trying to work up the courage to tell my nan I want to quit college (again), get a job and move out because she is driving me insane(er).

Huh, Gardevoir is now considered "never used". That's sad, really. Don't worry, Gardevoir, I'll be sure to get one of you and use you. In the over used tier, even.

My arse is killing me.

:3 stop putting so many dicks in there and maybe it won't hurt so--

Not for any kinky/gross medical reason.

Oh. Whatever. What was I doing? Ah yes, tier lists.

I may have did done a bad thing.

Bodyshop kept crashing, so I deleated my 18GB downloads folder.

What is "Mahjong Titans" and why is it on my computer?
Oh free Windows games-- I want the Spider layout, please.
Ah. No idea what I'm looking at, here-- no, no that doesn't really help-- oh, two tiles went away when I clicked on them. Great.
It's a cleanup simulator.
Tile blocked, but two other tiles in the exact same situation aren't blocked. I don't get this.
Yes I want to quit, Windows. Oh sure, go ahead and save. I'm sure I'll be revisiting (I might be lying).

I want to pass this class with an A grade, and go on to get my PhD in Creative Writing, and they are always talking really loudly so I can't even hear the teacher.

Heh, money well spent.

Proof that you need mental help:

You burst into tears because you can't get the fucking letter to the mental help experts into the envelop. After hours of filling out a five page questionare on my mental-ness, I could not fold the thing right to get it in the envelop.

I'm going to go kill myself now.

Wow. What a failure.

I am 5 foot 4. My boobs are 36 DD and still growing. I'm not fat.

At least try to lie convincingly, Christ.
Oh, what, RNGreporter? No reasonable seed found? Yeah, your mother.
Oh, I was off by a minute. Probably should have checked that closer, oh well.

A bit chubby, maybe, but it's no excuse for the bitches to be so fecking enormous!

Delay 1157. Maybe that'll help find good shit?
Doesn't seem to be.
Oh well, I think I best be off to solve this riddle.
Wait, what was I reviewing?
Guess it doesn't really matter~

SEMICOLONS

I have always felt that the semicolon should be filed under the "with restraint" category. Alongside the exclamation point and the ellipsis, the semicolon should only be used when there is absolutely no other way to properly express your meaning. However, unlike the exclamation point and the ellipsis, the semicolon doesn't exactly imply a certain tone. I think if you went through my blog you would find (outside of other people using it [likely improperly, of course]) maybe twice that I've used the semicolon. That's probably being generous. I wouldn't be surprised that I haven't used it at all in the past year and a half.
Actually, no, I tell a lie. I do recall using it once to make fun of someone else using it improperly.
So I'd be honestly surprised if I've used it more than once.
So imagine my surprise when I come across this blog, a blog that manages to use the semicolon a staggering 42 times on the front page alone.
And you'll never guess what: amazingly, not all of them are properly used.
I know, I know.

Kristen's fiery passion, indeed, makes very nations fearful.

I don't know. It's grammatically correct but it lacks the nuances of someone who actually knows how to write (or speak English). Usually when you say "indeed" it's to expound on something, not the OPENING FUCKING SENTENCE. Sometimes you can do shit like that to emulate picking up a conversation at the midpoint but no, this just sucks. Also: "very nations"? Shouldn't that be "the" very nations? Even with a definite article it still doesn't make much sense. The very nations of what? Who the fuck is Kristen?

I terrified and angered several people over a blog I posted on Facebook the other day.

Oh no, you've invoked the wrath of FACEBOOK? What are you going to do with yourself?

Does the fact that I am so passionate about these selected people really scare everyone? Or is it that I wasn't passionate about them, and they desperately needed to feel like it was? Is passion so forgotten and disliked that it's now a complete social taboo?

Passionate FOR FUCKING PEOPLE ON FACEBOOK, sweetheart. Don't act like you're fucking Passion of the Christ (different meaning of passion but whatever) on this shit, please.

I dreamt that I had become relatively successful; lived upper-middle-class; payed my debts.

SEMICOLONS DO NOT REPLACE COMMAS.
I don't know why people have such problems with this. Just look at a semicolon. It's a period on top of a comma. THAT EXPLAINS THE MEANING.
Also she calls this dream "a nightmare" which if those are nightmares I'd like to see your good dreams.
So skipping through some nonsense I come to this:

I have always believed that YHWH misplaced my eyes when he put me together.

Oooookay. "YHWH" also known as the "Tetragrammaton" (not a Transformer, honest) is some sort of fancy-pants Hebrew bullshit for the TRUE NAME OF GOD because his name isn't "GOD" or even "JESUS" it's something so HORRIFIC AND TERRIFYING if you knew it'd blow your mind up like Kenshiro just punched you square in your stupid face.
Which in terms of Biblical bullshit is actually pretty awesome, but I've never actually seen anyone outside of, say, the yo-yos that wrote Xenogears seriously use it.

My mother has beautiful, clear, grey-green eyes. My dad has equally lovely deep brown eyes.

Megan and myself got brown eyes and my younger sister has lovely hazel eyes.

So we can trust God "misplaced your eyes" (God, as WE ALL KNOW, is perfect as his creation, so you're a FILTHY HERETIC for suggesting otherwise) or we can do some high school science to figure it out. I made a chart demonstrating how such a MYSTERIOUS EVENT could occur but I'll spare anyone reading this the details and just call you an idiot.

I wore hazel contacts today, and very little makeup. and people still told me I was pretty.
I believe that there is a certain honesty that lighter colors bring out in me. A certain vulnerability... a realistic me.

Oh please, do continue.

The one I dont want people to know.
This is the part of me that deeply desires to be held by someone they love. This is the one who dreams of her broken past becoming an equally broken future.
When I dont look like myself, i feel more like myself than when I dress normally. There's something wrong with me, I know.

Oh I was just kidding about that "do continue" thing. It was sarcastic, see.
Now she has an "lolxD" post about various philosophers answering the ol' classic "why did the chicken cross the road?" and they're all very douchey except for one from my personal hero, Tomás de Torquemada, first Inquisitor General of Spain:

Thomas de Torquemada: Give me ten minutes with the chicken and I'll find out.

Nobody fucks with Torquemada.
He's pretty much the only person directly imported into Warhammer 40,000 with absolutely no changes made to his character and yet he fits perfectly.

I've also, for the first time since I have begun considering at the age of 13, I have decided that it is my sincere desire to be Jewish. A local Rabbi was gracious enough to make an appointment with me so I may ask what I must do to make the conversion.

You know you have to learn Hebrew, right?
Or maybe you don't anymore, shit. The Catholic church softened and doesn't require Latin.

Reflection can be a dangerous thing.

I've had too much time on my hands lately; and too much of it alone.

I'm afraid I've been thinking.
A dangerous pastime, I know.

(kudos if you sang along)

What?
I'm trying to imagine the tune you would play behind those lines and nothing that makes sense is really coming to mind.

despite my low GPA from Otis screwing me over.

Oh look at that handy excuse "MY GPA IS SCREWING ME OVER". Well who got that low GPA?
Listen, I just survived the douchiest semester of college in history and I still came out with like a 3.6 or something. Not my personal best, but I'm not all "passionate" and shit like you are, so you should be able to do much better than me.

But if things have to be this way, I'm not gonna try to fight it anymore.


I've tried so hard,

OH FUCK. Of all the songs to be reminded of, this reminds me of a... Linkin Park(?) song.
I have to hand it to you. Even the douchebaggiest of the douches at least remind me of something like Al Green or Aerosmith. You remind me of Linkin Park.
That's-- that's something to be proud of, I guess.
Now she's quoting the blog of someone else and I can only summarize it as "the ramblings of a fucking mental patient," but it does contain this line:

THE SWORD, NOW USED AS SHIELD.

Yeah that'd be called a parry, bro. Parry and riposte. Basics of fencing, now. Of course only the French can do something queer like add a point-based rule system to sword fighting but okay I'll roll with it. (look up fencing terms for added hilarity. Suddenly fencing sounds like a mix of ballet and gay porn)

I decided to get away this weekend; go to yuma.

So you know what's way fucking better than anything I'll ever read in this blog? 3:10 to Yuma.
In fact, yeah fuck this noise. Going to go watch a movie or something.