Tuesday, March 15, 2005

A holiday of celebration and lobotomies.

Comment Commentary

Mimmi- Well, I aim to please. (INFLUENCE GAINED)

Shin- Hey, that's right, you didn't comment.. Something must be wrong with the planets' alignments.

Tony- Yeah, I think I'd fall into the "terrible" category.. The stuff I've been doing recently has been disgustingly lame.

lunox- It's the simplicity, and the fact that so many artists fall into a huge stereotypical style. People seem to think that American cartoons / comics are more diversified.

Godel- If only the rest of society believed that.

Alea- That's only one of the things that image is lacking. There's no flashing red and yellow text, and you don't have to shoot any pirates / ninjas / cowboys with basketballs. It's a disgrace, I say, a travesty.

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There's a lot to talk about. I'm bound to forget half of it, but I'll do my best.

I suppose I'll get Devil May Cry 3 ramblings out of the way first. There's no doubt that this is a good game, but I don't think of it as so ruthlessly difficult as so many other people seem to. It's more frustrating than anything. The lack of checkpoints combined with the exponentially increasing item prices makes for a difficult experience, sure, but I've had harder times fighting Legend of Zelda bosses.

Speaking of which, I remember going crazy trying to beat Ganondorf in Ocarina of Time. I sat there all weekend trying to take him down.

At the same time, DMC3 is oddly rewarding. Never before have I played a game that made me actually stand up, scream "YEAH, WHAT THEN, YOU FREAKING DEMONS!?" and do a little endzone dance.

And Cerberus > Rebellion. Grr.

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We had this role-playing debate over Indian control in History this past couple of days. As a Senator, I didn't have to do any real debating. Instead, I had to ask questions to intentionally mess up both sides. It wasn't hard, either, if you set aside the fact that every time somebody brought up a good point everyone else would go "OHHHHH, SNAP."

..Did I talk about this before? I could have sworn that I did. I'm looking at the archives, and I see nothing, but.. Oh well.

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My computer is being evil and I'm very tempted to reformat it. Microsoft Word isn't running, it takes forever to start up and shut down, and all thanks to my lack of antivirus stuff. The only thing holding me back is the thought of not knowing what to do after reformatting. Bleh, it sucks.

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I've been noticing Sin City hype a lot more recently. They've been showing commercials on television recently, and there's a new trailer out. This is bound to make me excited, but the real kicker was when I was in Barnes and Noble yesterday and actually saw authentic Sin City comics. No plastic, no "DO NOT BUY IF YOU'RE UNDER 18" or anything like that. It was so, so exciting.

They had The Hard Goodbye, The Big Fat Kill and The Yellow Bastard. I skimmed through all three, let out a squeal of pure yay-ness, and then I realized I didn't have my wallet with me.

Not that I would have bought them anyway. My family was there, and knowing them, they would be intent on finding out why I was buying something entitled "Sin City" and why it was called that.

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Oh yeah, I got my grade for that social studies project back. The one that I did in two hours and had absolutely no details on.. I talked about it a while back. Anyway, by some beautiful miracle, I got 47 / 50 on it, and I only lost points because I didn't include pictures.

Madness, I say. Pure happy, exploitable madness.

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And now here's some pictures, because I have nothing better to talk about:

My cat on my desk. There's no real reason to put this one here- I just took it to make my friends jealous.

One of the greatest snack foods every created by man. I don't buy them often, but when I do they're gone. Very quickly. And then a sugar headache-slash-passout ensues.

Dolphins, or very slender, fast-moving rocks. My brother went on a whale-watching field trip last week, and I stole this picture from him. My whale-watching trip was really cool. There were, like, a thousand dolphins- seriously, a humongous pod- swimming alongside the boat. Screw whales, we got dolphins.

Me, pre-haircut. Note the.. Good-ness.

Me, post-haircut. Note the shortness. For the record, my hair isn't greasy there. The lady just put some gel-ish material in it, and you know what that does.

And that's it. What stupid pictures, huh? I kind of took them all on a whim becuase somebody requested that I just take pictures of anything. Looks like she got that wish.
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