Saturday, November 24, 2007

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Friday, November 23, 2007

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CURSE YOU PSHYCOBILLY FREAKOUT FROM GUITAR HERO 2 ON MEDIUM LEVEL!!!!!!!!!!!! CURSE YOU!!!! I cannot get 5 stars on that song!! I can get it on Madhouse, Beast and the Harlot, even Free Bird! Just not Pshycobilly Freakout!!!!!!!!! SHEEZ!! I HATE IT!!! x.X That song is death. When I beat Madhouse, I was almost crying I was so happy. xD

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Thursday, November 22, 2007

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The Megahedron 10/23/07, 8:00 PM: So, we decorated our Christmas tree. A joyous, family oriented ritual we all partake in around this time each year. I insested on using the sparkly, candy-colered lights. My inner 8 yr old just shines so brightly. xD It looks beautiful, dispite the devestating fact that it was artificial.

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Alright. This idea has been slowliy evolving in my mind for quite a while now. This story is intended to be a comic, but I prefer writing down my ideas first. It's a fantasy-adventure novel, based on real events in my life. The charactars are based on people I know as well. (I seriously doubt that you'll figure out who any of them are supposed to be, Bri xD). So, without further ado, I present to you "Triple Take", by yours truly, S.C Umbi. (Please excuse any spelling/ grammatical errors, this keyboard sucks.) Triple Take Chapter Numero Uno: From Humble Beginings Jinx chuckled softly to herself. "Now what do we have here..?" She asked herself as she lifted a glistening platinum chain arttached to a sleek, midnight sapphire pendant, masterly chiseled into the shape of an eye, even with a small ruby in the center for a pupil. Jinx grin grew wider as she examined it closer. She fingered it greedily, amber eyes gleaming in delight. She reached to shove it into her already full thieving pouch. She immediatly returned to her plundering. She reached into the leather pouch, feeling for anything valuable. Suddenly, a shadow fell apon the ground which she crouched in. She knew that today wasn't scheduled to a total eclipse of the sun (thanks to the thief's almanac), so for one mind-knumbingly suspensful moment, she was left to wonder what it could be. She slowly turned her head around, only to meet an unapproving, vicious glare. "...What..on EARTH...do you think you're doing..."?" The woman said through gritted teeth, trying her hardest not to break the White Mage's Oath. Oh, CRAP. Quickly, Jinx made a spur-of-he-moment bluff. But fortunatley, Jinx had spent a good deal of time building up her charismatic skills in her spare time, ment specifically for little fixes such as these. "Customs inspection, my dear lady!" Customs inspection...yeah, yeah, that was good. Work with it, Jinx, come on! "You see, as an officer of the law, I am under authority to suspect you for (dare I speak it) THIEVERY. I have been sent by the authorities to investigate. Now if you will excuse me, I shall be taking these valubles back to headquarters foe further investigatiob." At this, Jinx got up, and began to bid the woman ado, but unfortunatley, this woman's insight was far too prestigous for Jinx's pathetic lies. " JINX! THIS IS THE FINAL STRAW!! I'VE HAD IT WITH YOU'RE CONSTANT ATTEMPTES TO ROB ME!!! ME!! YOU'RE MOTHER!! Does it not alarm you that ou're stealing rom you're own FAMILY?! We're poor melon farmers!!! I do my best to support you, but all you do is take! Based on you're latest attempt at thievery, I have reached a conclusion. I realize now that I cannot continue to support this family, as you simply desire too much. Jinx...get out of my house....I can't continue living with you any longer.....leave." Her mother said this without the least hint of remorse and perhaps with a tinge of joy. "..buh.." Jinx stuttered, not believing that this was actually happening. "Buh...buh...mom....it's cold outside..." "Yes. I know. But you have proved yourself ready to live oon your own in you're latest display of gred. I don't want to see you ever again...I've had it.." A sudden realization shot through Jinx. She still had that necklace. Heheh. That would probably cost enough to start a life outside in the cold, drunken village of Nimui. She'd show her yet. So, with nothing more than a sly glare, Jinx began her journey.

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Wednesday, November 21, 2007

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10/22/07, 11:25 AM: Okay NOW it's Thanksgiving. Sooo...I'm about to go up to Nana's to eat Thanksgiving dinner with my family. Except that the only kith OR kin I have there would be my mom. As Jason puts it, he's taking his family, and merging it with his OTHER famly. *sigh* The thing is, my step family consists of rich snobs, bratty children and (how d I put this nicely...) skanky whores. Unghh.....I'm not looking forward to it. ------- 10/22/07, 1:16 AM: Well, TECHNICALLY it's Thanksgiving today, but not REALLY... Okay, soooo....Jason hadn't come home with the tacos yet, and I was MAD hungry, yo! So, I did the unthinkable....yup. Thats right. I attempted to cook. Whats even worse, I tried to cook something I had absoloutely no background knowlage in whatsoever....yes, the dreaded Wal-Mart brand, "Shells & Cheese"...It was terrible. Oh ye gods! It was the absoloute WORST thing I've ever tasted in my LIFE! It tasted like rubber, that made you feel quesy afterward....Sheez. I really suck at cooking. Not only that, but when stirring in the cheese, I stirred it in the drainer-thingy.....yup....how sad, I know. Trust me, I know. I made a HUGE mess in the sink, as the gore of cheese splattered grusumley across the counter. .....I can see it now. Me: Age 36, living on absoloutley nothing but Ramen and Chinese take-out, forever secluded in the dank recesses of my dillapedated apartment, writing comics. Yes. Thats the life for me.

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   Mr. Klean Magik Eraser

10/21/07,11:14 PM : Wow...I'm so friggin hungry... haven't eaten dinner yet...I'm waiting for my stepdad to come home with some Taco Bell. I love tacos. I mean I adore tacos. Unfortunatley, due to my sister's severe disgust of Tex-Mex, I'm constantly deprived from the greasy, fattening tacos (which are not unlike cardboard) that are most likely fabricated from nothing but lead, and maybe a few paint chips. They say paint chips cause severe head truama, ya know. I have hazy memories of eating from Taco-Bell alot when I was younger. Huh. ......Wait...? Ya know....that explains alot....

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Tuesday, November 20, 2007

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   Tweet tweet I'm a bird

I believe that there are things which humanity will never fully understand, for in the understanding of them, we will no longer be "human." One of these things is the Mr. Clean Magic Eraser. I don't know how it works, and I don't want to know. It's a big universe and even with our limited understanding of it, it's pretty clear that the universe is in no way equipped to keep up with the bureaucracy of its particles and/or strings. There are things lurking in the dark, unwatched, unguarded recesses of reality. Things as beyond you or I as we are beyond an amoeba. It is quite obvious that Mr. Clean Magic Erasers draw their power from these unknowable horrors. They probably found it in the core of a meteor still half buried in the Earth, hideously pulsing with a light not unlike the color of blood and hate. So use your magic erasers while you still can, my dearest internet followers. -From the words of one of my hideously warped idol, Brian Clevinger

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8-Bitness, yo.

Ungh...I'm sick....Very sick. Who ever knew the common flu could inflict so much pain....I'm shaking uncontrollably. I feel terrible. The last time I got the flu was on Spring Break, 2005. *Sigh*

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Sunday, November 18, 2007

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>.< Chocobo Humour >.<

I Try Not To Think About It.... Psst! I'm A Helper!

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Im leading on the techno revolution...in africa...I dont think they like techno there

If Only We Had One More Chocobo.... Wait...How is That Possible In The First Place? A Downright Crime Against Nature Black Mage Wants To Be A Cobbler!

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Darnit, Skittles bag! How can you call yourself a rainbow of flovour when you're all RED?!?! Heeheee. Those are some 8-Bit comix my sister was reading. lol. xD You'd have to follow the comics to understand whats going on. I love them. xD