Thursday, August 12, 2004

   Charmed, I'm sure.
I swear, if I had four robotic limbs I'd wreak fifty times the havoc that Doctor Oc did. Fifty times, man. [He's so cool!]

So obviously I just saw Spiderman 2. 'twasn't bad, some scenes dragged on a little long and the comic relief started to get to me, but otherwise watching it isn't a complete waste of time.

I think I'm gonna go create a floor plan for my Dream House... complete with Library, Food Court, Omimax Theatre (for gaming!), hockey rink, acid/lava pit (whatever's in season), and Chamber of Death.

Ooh, talking about hockey rinks! I just got this completely facininating book; The Physics of Hockey. I can almost understand it! I'm so proud of me.

I've got a +4 against everybody,
-S

Current Music: St. Thomas- Sonny Rollins
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Tuesday, August 10, 2004

   Cabbage fever!
Here's a little quandry that's kept me up all night:

-I live in an IHOP, right?
-I live in Canada, right?
-There are no IHOPs in Canada
-Where do I live?

I mean, it's been bugging me. Do I live in Zero Space or L Space or the Ethereal Plane or what?

200 hits. Wow. Aren't I the popular one. >_>

Remember educational computer games? _ _U Got any all-time faves?

Music is only good when it's three times the original speed.

There are approx. 118 pigs in my room.

Billy Nye the Science Guy,
-S
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Sunday, August 8, 2004

Hang him up by his figgin.
Another day of Brother's Friendsnessicityfulishly. Yeah.

We picked him up and went to this great comic store that I can't believe I've never been to before. Then I made him go back to his house to get Excel Saga.

After that I had to leave, though. I was invited to go to this huuuuge street festival called the Taste of the Danforth. 'Twas a good thing I brought all that change; I got about three meals worth of amazing food with $15.

I heard there was about a million people there this time; the most ever! O__o

It was a test for me, really. My love of food vs. my loathing of humanity. Food won out. It was also a cool experience, as I rarely get to leave the house.

Whoever thought up the idea of every restaurant on one street selling a crapload of food for a dollar each deserves to be hugged mercilessly by me and showered with praise. And food.

The weirdest thing about my lil' adventure was that I went with a couple of family friends. (They own the mother of my late dog.) They're really great guys. There were also six others who I had met many years ago and didn't remember 't all. My mom was pretty worried: Her daughter out at midnight with some strangers in an overly-crowded street! The horror!

All in all, it was lots of fun. I amused the peoples with the amount of food I ate, and the amount of wasabi I put on my sushi. (It really wasn't much at all, but they were all like O_O. Weird.)

Gonna go next year,
-S
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Friday, August 6, 2004

   Sometimes, Space Invaders Just Isn't Enough.
"I heard you liked drow so here're some drow." "...What are you doing?

>.<
I spent this morning in a kimono and Sunflower Headbandamajig, running around stabbing my brother with a plastic katana.
It was a good morning.

But then, my bro's friends came over so I decided pants would be a good idea.

We played Munchkin and D&D Miniatures... I was told to watch Chobits...Stories were shared about male friends + Gravi...Mountain Dew was consumed in great amounts...

The usual goodness that comes with said friends.

I also asked 'em what I should do with my $200. Out of all the people I've asked, these are the responses I've gotten:

-"mmmmmanga"
-"Guitar!"
-"Whatever you want." -_-
-One Brother's Friend. O_o
-7 boxes of Gold Dragon Miniatures. (The term 'miniature' used lightly. One of today's guests got a Gold Dragon. Nothing can kill it!!! O______O)
I think that's it.

Anyways, Llama llama llama.
-S

"You're a scag, Vetinari."
"Just as you say, Downey."
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Monday, August 2, 2004

Everything should be wrapped in bacon, then covered in tempura.
Happy birthday to me.

I got tons of crap on my trip, and tons of crap from today.
Like Volume 1 of Blade of the Immortal. Three cheers for gratuitous violence.

Hoorah. Hooray. Huzzah.

Too tired to make sense,
S

(Finally it rains. It always rains on my birthday. I'm happy.)
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Tuesday, July 20, 2004

   Question: Do Zombies lay eggs?
Yay! In about an hour, I shall be leavin' for the East Coast for a couple of weeks! Return date: My birthday!

I think my family has reserved Tales of Symphonia for me! Tee hee! My bro already gave me his prezzie: Munchkin! I can't wait to "Kill The Monsters - Steal the Treasure - Stab My Buddies"!

The three finest things in life, no? (Besides...Cheese and anvils.)

All scaners and printers are the spawn of the devil,
S

(I'm angry at Chocobos. They run around in my head in the middle of the night; their infernal song playing over...and over...and over! Gah!)
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Monday, July 19, 2004

   I'm back from the dead! And it was far out, man.
Whoo, 's been a while. What's happened since my last post?

Very little.

It has been a weekend of X-Treme Familynessicity. On Saturday, we went on down to this amazing place in the county that belongs to a doctor friend of my uncle. I think. I wasn't quite sure where I was going, or why, or who was going to be there, so I just contented myself by reading Absolution Gap and playin' Ice Climber (Yay!!!) on the long drive up. Turned out the purpose of our journey was to see my Uncle and step-aunt as they had come down from the U.A.E. for my Grandmothers 80th birthday. Funky. The aunt in question always loves my shoes. This time they were transparent, acid-green, and plastic. Woo hoo. Anytheways, this house we visited them at? Gorgeous. Two koi ponds, one swimming pool, a gazebo overlooking a deep valley and some rolling hills, and an amazing interior filled with what looked like church furniture or something. Funny thing, on the way my there mother and I were discussing how it would be so cool to live in a church-turned-house. Stained glass windows, old stone walls...Bell tower! I thought it might be a little blasphemous, but a little sacrilege never hurt anybody. Prolly.

On Sunday, more family that I'd seen in a while congregated at another aunt’s house, to celebrate my grandmother’s birthday. I usually dislike these little get-togethers, because, as we all know, they are hideously boring. Yesterday wasn't so bad, though. I got talked at by my...relative...Bob, about music. He's a strings teacher, so it was pretty damn interesting. (You know what music teachers are like. Possibly some of the weirdest people in the world. I love them.) Anyways, a bunch of people were interested in the Band Camp I went to, as I'm part of a very musical family. (It comes from my father’s side, mostly.) Wow, you should have heard us sing Happy Birthday. 'Twas like some kind of Uber Choir Experience. I shut up though, I can't sing for beans. I can do other stuff for beans, though. But I digress. Back to Band Camp. Probably the best camp I'd ever been to. It was kind of unnerving, all these kids who could've ran the camp. I'm waiting for all their debut albums to go platinum, it's crazy! Open House Night Thing was on Thursday, and it was awesome. I won’t go through the entire programme, but some pretty popular tunes were played. The Intermediate strings did Vivaldi's Winter, but the solos kinda sucked, 'cause they basically slowed them down. It sounded like they took out all the sixteenth notes and what have you and replaced 'em with eighth notes. (I wouldn't know, I don't play the violin. Ask Godel when she gets her computer fixed.) The Junior/Beginner band played a familiar tune; Jurassic Park. My group, Int. Band played Invicta, Looney Toones (It sucked!) and the finale: St. Thomas. It involved the band, strings, percussion, and steel drum groups. (Steel drum class was so cool. I'd never played a pan before.) What else was cool...uh...Jazz Improv! Heh, I got chosen to solo, but it turned out I was to solo on Assembly Day, not Parent Night Thing. Ah well, I was pretty crappy, but I blame my beloved Bari Sax 'cause I think that I broke it 'cause the lower register stopped working and waaaah it's all my faullt!!!!

*slap* Thanks Navi. I lost control. Hey, let's go fishing!

Or not. I also took Composition class. Now I can compose! Not really. The next day, Assembly Day, was when the groups who weren't good enough to perform for their parents performed for their peers. These two amazing violinist guys played this Bach tune I adore...what was it..."Concerto for two violins and Orchestra" claims my Best of the Baroque CD. Ooh, ooh. That was cheer day, wasn't it? Int. Band was GOING to win the pizza, we really were. We were nine points in the lead. Then BLAM, a crappy cheer from us. Int. Strings took it, though, with their parody 'Baby got Bach'. It was hysterical. You know at the beginning of Baby got Back, those three girls; "Oh my god, her butt is so big!"? Well, they got three guys to do it, except along the lines of "Oh my God, her bass is so big" etc. Then they rapped out most of it, stylized to stringocity. They ended with a riverdance. It was the funniest thing I'd seen or heard in quite a while.

But back to this par-tay thang. I'd also been mercilessly bombarded with questions about my hockeyness from about a zillion people. All I could tell them was that a couple of weeks ago, our spring league had sponsored a tourney, and I was entered in it. Last year we had to play a Midget AA team. This year, holy crap. I was on a team of two. Freakin' Two. Then, we played on a team of 7 year olds from Michigan against another team from Michigan. Then we played the not-7-year-old team from Michigan with some people from their own team. Rinse and Repeat. Basically, both teams from Michigan went home with their money back. Damn, was that ever stupid. And kind of fun...ny. I also got to play with some Intermediate AAs against some others. They talked about their Universities. I was frightened.

After all these questions direct'd at me, (I didn't expect the Spanish Inquisition, ha ha.) we watched videos my uncle and step-aunt took when they were cruisin' down the Serengeti. Lucky bastards. I mean, it was some great footage. They had to take pills to ward off the danger of malaria. Turns out that there are two kinds; the good kind, and the kind that turns you into a psychopathic mass-murderer. Or something like that. (My mom did a story on the latter.) Guess which one they took? ^^

I think I'm kind of like a lion. I sleep in the middle of the road all day, and when I get hungry, I get up and kill dikdiks.

After the lil' movie, we debated on who would eat my grandmother's face.

Those picture-cake things are weird.

And something else I had to endure at this soiree... My Aunt's belly-dancing. Okay, I give these women tons of credit and respect for going up there and doing this without fear of retribution, as long as they do it where I am not. Wow. It's gonna need a few hours of solid gaming to kill those images out of me head.

I'm sad that Paranoia Agent is finished. Now I need something else to follow. Any suggestions?

Oh, and I read Good Omens for, like, the sixty-billionth time. That is one damn fine piece of literature.

It's amazing how one can say so little with so many words. Sigh. Anyways, keep on Strikin' at the core.
SG

Now, a million eyeballs fall from the 'bove. The boy gets financial advice from the Rat King.

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Wednesday, June 9, 2004

   Basin Street.
The other day I was chucking stupid, fake darts at a stupid, fake dart board. Blast those infernal darts, they never stay stuck to the board and always end up in or around the near-by toilet.

Anyways, I got really mad at it so I started running around and screaming, punching the occasional wall. Unfortunately, there wasn't really that much room for me to run around, so I ended up running into the stairs. It kinda hurt, so I swore revenge on the stairs and started attacking the handrail, which left some teeth marks.

Dinner saved the stairs from any more punishment. Alas, hamburgers. Sharpening a pickle with a knife, I stabbed Gamma repeatedly, which forced him to use potato chips as shields. These went all over the floor. I tried to get Gamma to chug the "Miracle Whip", but he said he wouldn't. Truly saddening. Some other insanity insued, I'm sure, but I don't remember any of it as I had to go to drumming lessons afterwards.

At least the dinner didn't turn out to be another "Meat-Tenderizer Incident." _ _U

What a waste of a post.
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Sunday, June 6, 2004

   SAMMEH!!!1111111111
Happy Birthday Gammy-kun!

Well...Happy birthday tomorrow. I shall be stealing all of your gifties momentarily.

Bwa ha ha!

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Saturday, June 5, 2004

   Craptacular!
Damn team sports.

Damn team everything.

What's so important about teamwork? And teams? You join a sport organization to play a fun and educational game, and then go home. You don't have to be friggin' sisters with the team or anything. I can understand working together on the ice, fine. But but but! I don't need to see them ever again outside an arena.

What're some good...not...team...sports?

Badminton? ARGH!!! O___o"

Maybe I can just sit on a bench and throw rocks at people. Pointy rocks.

Would you rather be bowling in the dark with a bunch of people who throw three balls at once for one turn? Or RPing?

Remeber, kiddies, there's no right answer. >.>
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