| Absolutely the cutest |
[Nov. 18th, 2009|07:55 am] |
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Check out today's Good Morning Yahoo for the adorable kitty video of the day. it's endlessly entertaining. |
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| Writer's Block: Famous last words |
[Nov. 10th, 2009|07:23 am] |
Somehow this didn't go the first time?
Anyhow, as many people would probably guess knowing me, that upon knowing death were coming, it's quite likely the only thing to come to my mind would be: "gg."
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| oh right... |
[Oct. 29th, 2009|02:23 pm] |
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Gotta remember that being "out of shape" means I can't just casually decide "I'm not feeling well so I'll go take twenty minutes and do three miles to burn it off" anymore. That kinda hurt. |
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| well, it's gone |
[Oct. 23rd, 2009|08:14 am] |
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My living room looks so weird to me now. Maybe now I can chill out and get a hold of my sleep schedule again, it's been wild for a while. |
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| Hard as it is to admit it... |
[Oct. 9th, 2009|07:03 am] |
| [ | Kitteh ish |
| |  nostalgic | ] |
| [ | Kitteh's listening to |
| | JOGA - Bye Bye Baby Balloon | ] |
At some point you have to come to the realization that it's over.
757 AAAs. (plus a random number of uncounted 6-panel)
Some obscene number of FPCs.
A truly unspeakable amount in tokens, quarters, and card credits.
Hours upon hours spent discussing, studying, creating, changing and living the games.
At least 16 states, three other countries on multiple continents.
Thousands of dollars in money and prizes.
Dozens of AIM contacts, hundreds of followers, thousands of e-mails.
Almost eight years.
A social outlet for a completely isolated and deranged teenager.
A gateway drug into the world of gaming and even competitive gaming when I hadn't gone so far as to finish 1-2 of super mario brothers.
Well over 90% of the friends I've made in my life.
A best friend for years that I felt almost like a little sister to me.
A best friend for years that seemed to be everything I wanted to be growing up, and always made me feel bad for being what he wanted to be.
A best friend for as long as he continues to tolerate me, who lives a life mirrored to mine in uncountable ways and gave me years of unstifled joy in the constant struggle to win against him, in every way.
Hundreds of friends, acquaintances, lovers, jerks, enemies, people I disgusted, people who disgusted me, people who will look on me in the streets even to this day and say "Hey, I remember you from..."
I may step on arrows every now and again, but the ride is over. Unless something drastic happens in a lot of ways, it won't ever be that way for me again. I'm retired. Thank you, DDR (et al.), for everything.
You can say a lot of things about dance games, and from what I see out of a lot of people you do, but don't ever tell me it was a waste of time. This is my life. This is who I have been. I'm proud of it. I'm Jboy.
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| (no subject) |
[Oct. 3rd, 2009|03:48 am] |
BotD: "...because I don't really feel like paying for new Beaters every month."
Me: "That's odd, usually it's the Seeker that teams have a hard time keeping under the salary cap..."
I felt much worse having to explain it, but god am I awesome some days <.<
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| Some background on the previous |
[Sep. 25th, 2009|10:24 pm] |
Okay, obviously I've never been the type to actually give a shit about "hXc, maaaan" nonsense, obviously I hang out with a lot of drinkers and smokers and druggies of all types despite the fact that I don't do any of it myself - It just goes to show I've been watching too much goddamned wrestling lately (for reference, look up CM Punk).
However, college kids + alcohol + late night pizza place is ridiculous, and I got pretty extremely pissed after wasting three hours of my time chasing around after drunk idiots that are too stupid in their altered states to figure out how to successfully use a phone, a door, or tell the truth. I literally had to leave the front of the store multiple times to keep from punching some obnoxiously loud woman or other who didn't realize that it isn't reasonable to scream every thought in your mind at full volume into an enclosed space and then squeal uncontrollably, usually at seeing someone she sees every day anyway. If you can't act like a decent being in public, don't go in fucking public and do your drinking somewhere that reasonable beasts don't have to deal with you. Call us and get us to come there with your damned food and for god's sake open your door when it gets there.
I have folks in the store who smoke multiple bowls every day, usually in the store, one who regularly takes MDMA and seems to be coming down off of heroin and can run the store more or less by himself for hours at a time while doing it. He's a cool fucking dude. It is NOT that hard to be fucking sensible. Having fifty of these worthless drunkass motherfuckers at once, most of whom are indignant that I can't be bothered to give a shit about them in their current state, makes me a little intolerant of the whole procedure.
And it's not like I need a reason to be better than you.
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| vague status message |
[Sep. 16th, 2009|08:12 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | cary, NC | ] |
| [ | Kitteh ish |
| |  loved | ] |
| [ | Kitteh's listening to |
| | IM sounds >. | ] |
Life is good. Everything's conspiring to keep me in a more-functioning state than I have been for the last two years or so.
Wanna catch up with a few people and spend more time with them, but most of them are busy cubed: basically matt/susan/kyle and the associated around each.
I was offered the thing I want most out of life yesterday, and what with one thing and another ended up giving a fairly nonchalant response just because it doesn't matter, but it makes me so amazingly happy.
Being in a mental state where I can stay on top of things is more or less keeping everything else in line - I'm doing okay at poker, working a reasonable side job, going out of my house on a regular basis instead of staying indoors all the time, getting back together with the judo people, my body isn't rebelling against me in any retarded ways (okay, my teeth are still terrible, but other than that), I'm working out a little bit again, basically it's all going in a tolerable direction and making me remember that when I'm in control of things, they go well.
Being around people again is making me remember how to be charming and such, so whenever I get the time/energy to go find people I actually WANT to be around instead of the college-kid bro jerks, life will be perfect.
<3 everything. MEW! ^^~
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| exactly what you think |
[Sep. 15th, 2009|09:41 pm] |
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"It reaches across the aisle and makes friends with the Republicans. It's a moderate left." |
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| TMI - fair warning |
[Sep. 15th, 2009|03:51 am] |
| [ | Kitteh ish |
| |  horny | ] |
| [ | Kitteh's listening to |
| | Melee Beats - 20/20 Vision | ] |
Don't read the cut if you think honesty about human body parts/sex would cause you to lose any respect for me. What am I talking about, you guys don't have any respect for me to lose anyway...
( No seriously, this is a little weird. ) |
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| "Flaming Jew Emporium" |
[Sep. 13th, 2009|11:19 pm] |
my phone rang earlier, while I was fairly manic, and I noted that it was a random 919 so I assumed it was one of hte poker folks who I just dind't have a number saved for. Opting for humor and general offensiveness, I open the phone and go "Flaming Jew Emporium!"
My boss called to tell me what my schedule was going to be for the week. It was quite entertaining. At least it sounds like she was amused.
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[Sep. 11th, 2009|05:34 pm] |
If you haven't been following the Caster Semenya story, it's probably not worth it unless you're a runner. If you are, it's pretty amusing.
The news story today about it is kind of depressing, but sidelined to it I append one question, not related to the drama:
What the living fuck is a competitive world-level 800-meter runner doing competing nationally in 4k cross-country?! That's obscene that someone can perform on that kind of level in such widely varying events, holy fucking hell.
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[Sep. 10th, 2009|05:09 am] |
| [ | Kitteh ish |
| | horny | ] |
| [ | Kitteh's listening to |
| | Ayo Insecurity - Melee Beats | ] |
I'm having the Alyssa Jones problem.
I didn't realize this problem existed until very recently, when I realized I was having one, and even then it took me a while to define, but I think this definition is more or less perfect.
The ironic part of this to me is that I reference this source religiously and have forced it upon several people who needed to learn the inherent lesson, and am now realizing that there's even more there (albeit not explicitly stated) than I've been aware of. I'll go into more detail ont his later when I can explain it better, but I need a little time to really verbalize it and internalize what I think about it before I post that one publicly.
Fortunately, I'm not really stressing it - things are looking quite good, and I'm ready to just focus on reaping the benefits of everything I've worked to set up for the last 2 months. And should they succeed in letting me back loose on the world, may your divine being of choice have mercy on this town, obviously.
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| more disjointed thoughts |
[Sep. 6th, 2009|06:01 pm] |
| [ | Kitteh ish |
| |  musical | ] |
| [ | Kitteh's listening to |
| | Rush - Spirit of Radio | ] |
Kind of annoyed at having to work instead of go to the airport tuesday, that's a bit stressful. can't wait to get back after that one, for sure.
Enjoying the working thing again, though, for sure.
There is a recent Black Eyed Peas song that plays on pop radio often enough for me to recognize it while I'm flipping past, and every time I have to stop for one moment - there's a part in "I Got A Feelin'" where the backing vocals yell "L'hayim!" in the ABSOLUTE BLACKEST ACCENT POSSIBLE. It's the funniest goddamned thing on the radio to me these days, and I have to stop and wait for it every single time.
The last post went about as I expected. Glad to know I at least hang out with the people I think I'm hanging out with (hugs everyone except flakk, who should be ashamed *tsk*). :P It's nice to see the four young women have their heads in the right places, too, which makes me feel pretty awesome knowing them considering I've dated one, two are fucking amazingly hot, and the other is married so I better keep my mouth shut lest I get destroyed >.>
Things are working out again. Life continues on. The cogs that make up the surroundings of my life are all turning in the way that pushes me back towards the extreme sex-junkie whore that I verged on a few years back and all-out was MANY years back, and I'm not sure whether or not I want to jump all over that one. It's certainly something I'm thinking about.
That being said, my current situation is more than making me happy, and I'm glad it's being so smooth and surprisingly nondramatic.
Suppose that's it for now, I'm rambling far too much and not singing at people on the internet enough. LATER DAYS.
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[Sep. 5th, 2009|09:42 am] |
| [ | Kitteh ish |
| |  giggly | ] |
| [ | Kitteh's listening to |
| | AFI - Medicate | ] |
If you want to know someone, sooner or later you have to find out the answer to this one.
Poll #1453533 I expect about three people to get this wrong...
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 15A classic question with extreme subtext: |
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| bullet points without butterfly wings |
[Sep. 4th, 2009|05:48 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | middle of bumfuck, cary | ] |
| [ | Kitteh ish |
| |  cheerful | ] |
| [ | Kitteh's listening to |
| | TM Revolution - iNVoKe | ] |
Started a different job.
My FTP account has gone from $0 to $350 to $7 to $250 in the last four or five days without depositing or withdrawing. Not swingy at all.
GH5 is pretty amusing, I'm trying to remember how to crush vocals like I used to. I'm still playing Arkham quite a bit, it's still amazing. silly Xbox Live Arcade games are also sweet.
Trying to keep my standard flirty nonsense under control around the new folks, which is amusing as all hell.
Doing some kata to remember what the hell I'm doing because I might try to go to a karatedo camp with the old Association to remind them I exist at some point. It stacks pretty well on top of the judo I'm doing these days, which is always nice.
I hope it either gets cold fairly soon or goes back to being good temperatures, because this current two or three days of weather really makes me want to go do 4 miles, which I REALLY don't want to do; once I start, I'll suddenly find myself doing 45mi/wk again and I don't have the time for that. Nor is there really any other benefit. Fuck that noise.
I wrote most of this last night and then fell asleep before I could write the rest of it, so I'll count that as a plus - more sleep is always good. However, it probably made me forget whatever else I wanted to put in here. so bleah.
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| Arkham Asylum - first runthrough |
[Aug. 27th, 2009|01:06 am] |
Got back with game at about 6:45pm tuesday.
Spent two hours looking for a grate that I missed to get into Dr Young's office (this is not a glitch, it is just VERY well hidden).
Aside from that, made pretty good progress (spent 30 minutes clearing a room once due to extreme bitchiness on the part of hte AI characters, but slow progress is progress, and cleared the game on normal at 1:30pm wednesday or so.
got about 70% of all the fun stuff(without using anything outside the game). Going to clear it out and start hard mode and whore the challenges now. What an awesome game. I honestly might play this so damned much until I learn to get through it without hitting gameover on hard, it's that fucking fun. |
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