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Monday, December 12, 2005


   My chair's cracked . . . stupid cheap-assed Superstore chair . . .
I haven't done squat all weekend except get asked stupid repetitive questions by this one General Service dude at Superstore. Seriously, every Saturday when we see each other, he always asks me "what video games are you playing now?" and "what online games are you playing?" and "are you still playing that Rome game?" and "so, what kind of car do you drive?" and "it's not your car, right?" and "where do you drive from?" and "isn't that really far?" and . . . . . every week, I kid you not. Same questions every week . . . he also has a bit of a body odour issue, too . . . I'm sure his heart's in the right place, though . . . . .

I finished burning 18 disks of stuff (15 DVD, 3 CD) finally! Now I just gotta go hit up a million boxes of Pocky . . . and then all will be golden for Christmas outside my city . . . . . well, except one person, but that's out of my hands. So you all have to get her tons of awesome presents, okay?
(Don't ya love it when I pretend to get vague but hardly?)

Yeah, I got nothin' new. That's about it for now. Maybe next time shall be luckier for us all . . . 'til then!


Random SomeGuy Trivia: by the age of 10 or so I was a fairly decent Star Trek fan. Not Trekkie exactly, but decent. Once I was 12 and 13 or so, I got ultra Star Warsy (I mean like, reading the books, playing the games, REALLY immersing myself in it all). Thus, I suddenly felt that if I was to like Star Wars, I must in turn reject all things Trek-ish. This made for fun rivalries with "Legolas" throughout high school (he's a major trekkie).

In the past few years, I've since eased up on the stance, accepting that I'm allowed to like both.

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