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Danger, Will Slobinson
2002-09-16 15:00:58
Is it me or do people seem to have trouble naming their videos anything besides the name of the song or anime? I mean, it's like legally naming your own child something like "baby", "kid", or "child". C'mon people, put some creativity into the title at the very least!
ooh, maybe I could write a guide on naming videos...
*gets an evil grin*
mua hah hah...
Awesomeness of the Evening: "... are you wearing a grocery bag around your waist?"
"And if I am?" ~ Some lady talking to Homer Simpson, from The Simpsons -
Everybody's thinking about me, but I feel alright
2002-09-16 05:53:24
Weird day.
At church a friend of mine finally loaned me a CD I've been trying to find (the O Brother Where Art Though ST). Nice way to start off a day. Then I have to help pass out the offering plates, and this is harder than it sounds. You have to match up with your partner, who's on the other side of the pews. You have to pass the plate down or simply place it in front of the person sitting down, so they can donate if they want. And if there's just people on the sides of the pew, meaning none in the middle, then you keep the plate and go to the next row. It can be pretty irritating to learn at first.
The same kind of thing happens when communion happens, where we pass out those lovely little bread thingies, the ones that are smaller than fingernails, and tiny glasses filled with grape juice (not the traditional wine, since the church lets little kids and teens do communion). The plates carrying the little glasses are heavier than one would assume. So you're arm can get pretty tired doing that.
At work, that one boss I keep mentioning (Yes, him) gave me the title of "slowest son of a bitch he's ever seen". Apparently he was really frustrated, and let off some steam... at me. I ignore him, but then he comes back and says sorry and grasps my shoulders like we're buddy-buddy. If you felt his hands grab you by the shoulders, you'd understand why I'm so freakin' afraid of this guy. He's huge. Not just a beefy fellow, but like "help this man has the power to kill me by simply punching me" strong. I shit you not. One of the cooks comes in and asked me what happened and I tell him, and he assures me that he'll talk to somebody about it. Later on, the boss' sister comes in (she works there too, as the accountant) and tells me that he's never hit anyone at work besides the head cook, who's been with him for quite a while, so I GUESS that reassures a tad.
Anyways, I'm tired of talking about that. Onto something a bit more fascinating.
A new video hits the shelves ladies and gents! Yes, my friends, it's true. I'll hopefully have the profile up sometime tomorrow. Hosting however will remain as limited a situation as it always has been. And yeah.
Awesomeness of the Evening: "And that's what I'd like to do more than anything else, excpet, I'll probably hate it." ~ Stress by Jim's Big Ego -
Damn girl, you was almost a Jill sammich! Bling bling!
2002-09-15 05:53:46
Geez, why even buy the Resident Evil remake for GC when you can watch everything about it here?
http://www.residentevilfan.com/multimedia.asp
I learned this lesson the hard way. *eyes his copy of RE with rage*
Hey at least the website has an 8-minute clip of Claire running about in a bathing suit, blasting things left and right with a rocket launcher. Mmm yeah.
But unfortunately the site advertises pretty terrible RE music vids. Figures, really. There's always a catch.
Awesomeness of the Evening: "Name's Jim... People call me........ Jim." ~ Jim, from Blazing Saddles -
Eyes... closing... Sleep... making... me... talk... as if... I'm... dying...
2002-09-13 04:20:30
Funny. Looking at DonutFreakVash's away message on AIM regarding sleep makes me want to fall asleep alot more.
I need to get my sleep schedule back in order. Going to sleep at 2 then getting up at 10 is nice, at 8 hours a night, but it's not going to be good for when I take those college courses. *takes a deep breath then exhales*
heh, all the problems I'm complaining about are probably dwarfed by other people's. Good ol' Burt Bacharat said it best when he said, "What the world needs now, is love sweet love..."
I MUST be tired. I'm starting to babble.
On that final note, I have a bed I need to go stay in for 8 or 9 hours.
Adios ^_^ -
That's when I reach for my revolver
2002-09-12 21:50:39
Sometimes lazy people are alright to have around. I mean, if everybody was responsible in the world, I'd have a buttload of link problems, while back in the real world, I have a wee two, one for each of my trailers.
Work wasn't too bad today. No that one boss of mine didn't flip out or anything. It was just one of those days that seemed droopy to me. Like everything and everybody's in slow motion. To top that lovely nugget of situation, work flew right on by, despite the slow atmosphere. And I also learned that simply spraying very very hot water at hard sugar is easier to get off dishes than picking at it.
Ah. Before I forget. Another crazy-ass dream occured. This one being the most off the wall of them all so far.
In the dream, I'm El Diablo, one of the super heroes from the PC game Freedom Force. I'm flying around at night, doing the rounds. I look to my female sidekick or friend or whatever, walking on the ground tagging along. Then I look back to what I was doing, and I think of the term "night crawler". Next thing I know, one of the shadows of a building turns into a demon-griffin type creature. The shadow morphs into it's shape, then changes colors from black to a tan. It It flies off and I follow it.
The creature grabs a girl, which I soon identify as my sidekick. It then lies her down on a mattress, underneath a fire escape in an alley. Then lies down next to her, while still looking at her. My sidekick then turns into a demon-griffin herself and they both fly off into the night. Obviously, I follow. I catch up to then, and see that other super heroes are battling the two creatures. At this point, apparently, it's morning. A battle occurs that ends up with me flying off away from the other super heroes, following the two creatures, carrying my new little mechanical plushie toy/pal/friend/whatever.
Other things happened that I really can't remember. I'm lucky to have remembered this much.
Hey, didn't I say it was the most off-the-wall of them so far?
Awesomeness of the Evening:
"I don't like ants, fella."
"I don't like talking garbage cans, so we're even."
~ The Ant and Man-Bot, from Freedom Force
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