what you see when you first begin to enter my bedroom. sadly, i have no idea what 'rune' is, so don't yell at me because it's a crappy game and/or c.d. classic rockstar sticker i found in an old issue of psm greats people wandering aimlessly throughout my house without the misfortune of taking a wrong turn down the stairs and tumbling into my dog, who will begin to tear you a new sleeping spot and then lie in it while saying 'mmmphh', and 'hhhmmmmmk'.
turning left, you'll see an old christmas present from about 5 years ago. unfortunately, i lost some of the letters on it, so now it merely states that you are in 'Bbby's oom'. game ads litter the walls throughout my room, so don't be suprised that there are some here.
incredibly small t.v. accompanied by countless gaming advertisements. too small for a normal man, but for me, it's incredibly fucking small. not to mention it gets crappy reception. oh well, atleast my ps2 doesn't show any leekage from 'teh suck'.
close up of my aquarium. i hope to god that there's nothing left in there. dvds of mystery science theatre 3000 and old playstation games are pictured to the left of the monster-lake-fungus-refrigerator.
upon closer inspection of my television, i found this. fuckin' a.
playstation 2 games and my memento from gaming years past; Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles IV: Turtles in Time. the tapes behind my games and ps2 are either mystery science theatre 3000 recordings, space ghost: coast to coast recordings, or recordings of the cinemas from games that i play.
mmm. toys.
the other half of my room: the stuff that i don't know where to put. pictured under my awesome stegasaurus lamp is grandfather time, whose tapes make weird 'BEEP' noises if you play them on anything else. that gigantic white winged thing was a project for my art class a year ago that i never really got painted. oh well, atleast i have my tmnt backpack and box of pull-up diapers. TEDDY TOO! he makes christmas noises if you hit him in the arm! X-MAS TO THE X-TREME!
an old peter pan promotional poster that used to seperate the pile of trash from the rest of my room since i never had any other use for it.
walking a little further will take you into temjin's room. here, we see his bass guitar, books, dvds, dreamcast, and various piles of clothing/trash. a gamecube and playstation can be found if you look hard enough. sadly, the gamecube isn't fully operational ever since my little brother spilled about a quart of ketchup onto the controller and open/close button. therefore, we have to wait about 20 minutes to close the top of it. brian just threw away the controller, fucking ketchup.
there's really nothing else to temjin's room besides this poster and possibly his bunk-bed that he shares with my little brother. this, of course, is classic "Fat Cat Capsizing".
venturing downstairs, you'll undoubtably have to step over noel, the family golden retriever. she's always passed out somewhere.
milo the cat. finding him will be pretty hard for someone actually trying to look for him, but when he's there he's awesomely there.
sustenance. chicken flavored raman noodles, diet coke, cereal, and potatoes.
