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OMG! I'm a JJ! And I'm Posting in my journal! And pushing someone off the list! Ban me!
2006-12-09 16:54:46
Sorry for the outburst. I'm sick, I feel like shit, a bit annoyed, and generally feeling snippy.
Anyhow.
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Quick Comments For: Shoot the Kitties
2006-12-07 20:16:51hi-larious...
*SQUEE!* Thanx! *^_^*
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So yeah, I'm still sick. I haven't really been up to editing. Which sux. I've just mostly been sleeping, watching movies and wandering around the internet. I did go out to dinner with my family last night then watched a movie with my mom. And surprisingly that took a lot out of me. lol. Well, Rafe was on CQ last night, so he coudln't come up. I texted him saying hi and all that, since I didn't get to talk to him all day. He said he was going to call at some point during the night and to have the house phone with me. Well, around 10:30pm, I was exausted and he still hadn't called yet, so I took a nap. Though not a very good one since I kept waking up making sure he didn't call. And he didn't. So around 1:30am, I got up and goofed around on the comp, still waiting for him to call. He didn't. So around 4:30 am, I texted him and told him I was going to bed and to call or text to let me know what's going on today since he was supposed to be coming up. No response, no call. Woke up around 9am out of one of the most disturbing dreams I had ever had in my life. (It was a TX Chainsaw Massacre type thing. The mom was a normal person that my mom was friends with, and we stopped in on our way somewhere. The son who was supposed to be "Leatherface" was actually some retarded guy who would get the chainsaw out when he thought people didn't like him or they might be making fun of him. Well, I found out he was planning to chop my entire family AND his mom that night. So I went to go try and convince him not to and attempt to distract him til morning when we were supposed to leave. Which ended up involving sleeping with him. Which was extremely disturbing and nasty. So I kept trying to tactfully get away from him after that for a shower without upsetting him, but it wasn't working, then I finally woke up. Thank god!) Still no call. My family woke me up around 12:30 because they were going out to lunch, still no call. I ended up not going because I felt like shit and just wanted to rest. So then I woke up again around 3:30 pm. At this very moment, there is still no call. And I'm starting to severely doubt that he's coming up. If he doesn't call by 5, I'm going to call or text him. Because I think if he's not up by then, there's probably not much point in him coming up, because by the time he gets here, he's probably just going to tumble into bed, then leave tomorrow. I'm just kinda annoyed and pissed right now. And kinda sad. I really wanted to see him. But oh well. I might just go back to sleep. Sorry for the emo outburst. Like I said, I'm sick. Give me a break. Plah. 13 more days til FL!!!! At least I'm getting the cold and the feminine problems out of the way beforehand. That way I can just enjoy myself when I'm down there. Plah. I think that's it. -
*blows nose*
2006-12-07 16:32:30
Thanx Ben. I would still like to have them done, but plah. At least I still have another week and a half before I go on vacation.
Well, I called my mom at work, and she's going to take me in between work and taking my bro out.
U-U IS BACK!!!!! *SQUEEEE!!!* Congrats to those that were hit by U-U!!! -
Sick
2006-12-07 15:46:13
So yeah, that sore throat I had, its turned into a full blown cold. I feel like absolute shit. I don't know if I could coherently edit until I start getting over this. . Which sux, because I have a deadline the end of this month, and 2 the beginning of the next. And I'm going to be gone for a week at the end of this month. I really need to be editing. But my eyes are kinda watering, so stuff is blurry, not to mention I'm not really here mentally. UGH!! But anyhow. Well, I was going to call today to do a search for my check. . .and what shows up today? My check. It sux. It don't feel up to driving, but my mom's going to be running around with my bro tonite. So I feel bad asking her to take me. But I don't want to get in a wreck. I don't know what to do. UGH! A cold and PMS all at the same time. I hate this. But my mom made really good bread. And Rafe has CQ on Friday, so he won't be up til Sat. But I also said if I'm really sick he doesn't have to come up. He said he'll see when he wakes up. In a way I would feel bad if he came all the way up here and I'm really out of it and not really good company. Plus I don't want to get him sick. But at the same time I really want to see him. I need a hug. Anyway. But he sent me a funny email, and I think I'll leave you all with that.
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The Top 100 Things I'd do if I Ever Became an Evil
Overlord
My Legions of Terror will have helmets with clear
plexiglass visors, not face-concealing ones.
My ventilation ducts will be too small to crawl
through.
My noble half-brother whose throne I usurped will be
killed, not kept anonymously imprisoned in a forgotten
cell of my dungeon.
Shooting is not too good for my enemies.
The artifact which is the source of my power will not
be kept on the Mountain of Despair beyond the River of
Fire guarded by the Dragons of Eternity. It will be in
my safe-deposit box. The same applies to the object
which is my one weakness.
I will not gloat over my enemies' predicament before
killing them.
When I've captured my adversary and he says, "Look,
before you kill me, will you at least tell me what
this is all about?" I'll say, "No." and shoot him. No,
on second thought I'll shoot him then say "No."
After I kidnap the beautiful princess, we will be
married immediately in a quiet civil ceremony, not a
lavish spectacle in three weeks' time during which the
final phase of my plan will be carried out.
I will not include a self-destruct mechanism unless
absolutely necessary. If it is necessary, it will not
be a large red button labelled "Danger: Do Not Push".
The big red button marked "Do Not Push" will instead
trigger a spray of bullets on anyone stupid enough to
disregard it. Similarly, the ON/OFF switch will not
clearly be labelled as such.
I will not interrogate my enemies in the inner sanctum
-- a small hotel well outside my borders will work
just as well.
I will be secure in my superiority. Therefore, I will
feel no need to prove it by leaving clues in the form
of riddles or leaving my weaker enemies alive to show
they pose no threat.
One of my advisors will be an average five-year-old
child. Any flaws in my plan that he is able to spot
will be corrected before implementation.
All slain enemies will be cremated, or at least have
several rounds of ammunition emptied into them, not
left for dead at the bottom of the cliff. The
announcement of their deaths, as well as any
accompanying celebration, will be deferred until after
the aforementioned disposal.
The hero is not entitled to a last kiss, a last
cigarette, or any other form of last request.
I will never employ any device with a digital
countdown. If I find that such a device is absolutely
unavoidable, I will set it to activate when the
counter reaches 117 and the hero is just putting his
plan into operation.
I will never utter the sentence "But before I kill
you, there's just one thing I want to know."
When I employ people as advisors, I will occasionally
listen to their advice.
I will not have a son. Although his laughably
under-planned attempt to usurp power would easily
fail, it would provide a fatal distraction at a
crucial point in time.
I will not have a daughter. She would be as beautiful
as she was evil, but one look at the hero's rugged
countenance and she'd betray her own father.
Despite its proven stress-relieving effect, I will not
indulge in maniacal laughter. When so occupied, it's
too easy to miss unexpected developments that a more
attentive individual could adjust to accordingly.
I will hire a talented fashion designer to create
original uniforms for my Legions of Terror, as opposed
to some cheap knock-offs that make them look like Nazi
stormtroopers, Roman footsoldiers, or savage Mongol
hordes. All were eventually defeated and I want my
troops to have a more positive mind-set.
No matter how tempted I am with the prospect of
unlimited power, I will not consume any energy field
bigger than my head.
I will keep a special cache of low-tech weapons and
train my troops in their use. That way -- even if the
heroes manage to neutralize my power generator and/or
render the standard-issue energy weapons useless -- my
troops will not be overrun by a handful of savages
armed with spears and rocks.
I will maintain a realistic assessment of my strengths
and weaknesses. Even though this takes some of the fun
out of the job, at least I will never utter the line
"No, this cannot be! I AM INVINCIBLE!!!" (After that,
death is usually instantaneous.)
No matter how well it would perform, I will never
construct any sort of machinery which is completely
indestructible except for one small and virtually
inaccessible vulnerable spot.
No matter how attractive certain members of the
rebellion are, there is probably someone just as
attractive who is not desperate to kill me. Therefore,
I will think twice before ordering a prisoner sent to
my bedchamber.
I will never build only one of anything important. All
important systems will have reduntant control panels
and power supplies. For the same reason I will always
carry at least two fully loaded weapons at all times.
My pet monster will be kept in a secure cage from
which it cannot escape and into which I could not
accidentally stumble.
I will dress in bright and cheery colors, and so throw
my enemies into confusion.
All bumbling conjurers, clumsy squires, no-talent
bards, and cowardly thieves in the land will be
pre-emptively put to death. My foes will surely give
up and abandon their quest if they have no source of
comic relief.
All naive, busty tavern wenches in my realm will be
replaced with surly, world-weary waitresses who will
provide no unexpected reinforcement and/or romantic
subplot for the hero or his sidekick.
I will not fly into a rage and kill a messenger who
brings me bad news just to illustrate how evil I
really am. Good messengers are hard to come by.
I won't require high-ranking female members of my
organization to wear a stainless-steel bustier. Morale
is better with a more casual dress-code. Similarly,
outfits made entirely from black leather will be
reserved for formal occasions.
I will not turn into a snake. It never helps.
I will not grow a goatee. In the old days they made
you look diabolic. Now they just make you look like a
disaffected member of Generation X.
I will not imprison members of the same party in the
same cell block, let alone the same cell. If they are
important prisoners, I will keep the only key to the
cell door on my person instead of handing out copies
to every bottom-rung guard in the prison.
If my trusted lieutenant tells me my Legions of Terror
are losing a battle, I will believe him. After all,
he's my trusted lieutenant.
If an enemy I have just killed has a younger sibling
or offspring anywhere, I will find them and have them
killed immediately, instead of waiting for them to
grow up harboring feelings of vengeance towards me in
my old age.
If I absolutely must ride into battle, I will
certainly not ride at the forefront of my Legions of
Terror, nor will I seek out my opposite number among
his army.
I will be neither chivalrous nor sporting. If I have
an unstoppable superweapon, I will use it as early and
as often as possible instead of keeping it in reserve.
Once my power is secure, I will destroy all those
pesky time-travel devices.
When I capture the hero, I will make sure I also get
his dog, monkey, ferret, or whatever sickeningly cute
little animal capable of untying ropes and filching
keys happens to follow him around.
I will maintain a healthy amount of skepticism when I
capture the beautiful rebel and she claims she is
attracted to my power and good looks and will gladly
betray her companions if I just let her in on my
plans.
I will only employ bounty hunters who work for money.
Those who work for the pleasure of the hunt tend to do
dumb things like even the odds to give the other guy a
sporting chance.
I will make sure I have a clear understanding of who
is responsible for what in my organization. For
example, if my general screws up I will not draw my
weapon, point it at him, say "And here is the price
for failure," then suddenly turn and kill some random
underling.
If an advisor says to me "My liege, he is but one man.
What can one man possibly do?", I will reply "This."
and kill the advisor.
If I learn that a callow youth has begun a quest to
destroy me, I will slay him while he is still a callow
youth instead of waiting for him to mature.
I will treat any beast which I control through magic
or technology with respect and kindness. Thus if the
control is ever broken, it will not immediately come
after me for revenge.
If I learn the whereabouts of the one artifact which
can destroy me, I will not send all my troops out to
seize it. Instead I will send them out to seize
something else and quietly put a Want-Ad in the local
paper.
My main computers will have their own special
operating system that will be completely incompatible
with standard IBM and Macintosh powerbooks.
If one of my dungeon guards begins expressing concern
over the conditions in the beautiful princess' cell, I
will immediately transfer him to a less
people-oriented position.
I will hire a team of board-certified architects and
surveyors to examine my castle and inform me of any
secret passages and abandoned tunnels that I might not
know about.
If the beautiful princess that I capture says "I'll
never marry you! Never, do you hear me, NEVER!!!", I
will say "Oh well" and kill her.
I will not strike a bargain with a demonic being then
attempt to double-cross it simply because I feel like
being contrary.
The deformed mutants and odd-ball psychotics will have
their place in my Legions of Terror. However before I
send them out on important covert missions that
require tact and subtlety, I will first see if there
is anyone else equally qualified who would attract
less attention.
My Legions of Terror will be trained in basic
marksmanship. Any who cannot learn to hit a man-sized
target at 10 meters will be used for target practice.
Before employing any captured artifacts or machinery,
I will carefully read the owner's manual.
If it becomes necessary to escape, I will never stop
to pose dramatically and toss off a one-liner.
I will never build a sentient computer smarter than I
am.
My five-year-old child advisor will also be asked to
decipher any code I am thinking of using. If he breaks
the code in under 30 seconds, it will not be used.
Note: this also applies to passwords.
If my advisors ask "Why are you risking everything on
such a mad scheme?", I will not proceed until I have a
response that satisfies them.
I will design fortress hallways with no alcoves or
protruding structural supports which intruders could
use for cover in a firefight.
Bulk trash will be disposed of in incinerators, not
compactors. And they will be kept hot, with none of
that nonsense about flames going through accessible
tunnels at predictable intervals.
I will see a competent psychiatrist and get cured of
all extremely unusual phobias and bizarre compulsive
habits which could prove to be a disadvantage.
If I must have computer systems with publically
available terminals, the maps they display of my
complex will have a room clearly marked as the Main
Control Room. That room will be the Execution Chamber.
The actual main control room will be marked as Sewage
Overflow Containment.
My security keypad will actually be a fingerprint
scanner. Anyone who watches someone press a sequence
of buttons or dusts the pad for fingerprints then
subsequently tries to enter by repeating that sequence
will trigger the alarm system.
No matter how many shorts we have in the system, my
guards will be instructed to treat every surveillance
camera malfunction as a full-scale emergency.
I will spare someone who saved my life sometime in the
past. This is only reasonable as it encourages others
to do so. However, the offer is good one time only. If
they want me to spare them again, they'd better save
my life again.
All midwives will be banned from the realm. All babies
will be delivered at state-approved hospitals. Orphans
will be placed in foster-homes, not abandoned in the
woods to be raised by creatures of the wild.
When my guards split up to search for intruders, they
will always travel in groups of at least two. They
will be trained so that if one of them disappears
mysteriously while on patrol, the other will
immediately initiate an alert and call for backup,
instead of quizzically peering around a corner.
If I decide to test a lieutenant's loyalty and see if
he/she should be made a trusted lieutenant, I will
have a crack squad of marksmen standing by in case the
answer is no.
If all the heroes are standing together around a
strange device and begin to taunt me, I will pull out
a conventional weapon instead of using my unstoppable
superweapon on them.
I will not agree to let the heroes go free if they win
a rigged contest, even though my advisors assure me it
is impossible for them to win.
When I create a multimedia presentation of my plan
designed so that my five-year-old advisor can easily
understand the details, I will not label the disk
"Project Overlord" and leave it lying on top of my
desk.
I will instruct my Legions of Terror to attack the
hero en masse, instead of standing around waiting
while members break off and attack one or two at a
time.
If the hero runs up to my roof, I will not run up
after him and struggle with him in an attempt to push
him over the edge. I will also not engage him at the
edge of a cliff. (In the middle of a rope-bridge over
a river of molten lava is not even worth considering.)
If I have a fit of temporary insanity and decide to
give the hero the chance to reject a job as my trusted
lieutentant, I will retain enough sanity to wait until
my current trusted lieutenant is out of earshot before
making the offer.
I will not tell my Legions of Terror "And he must be
taken alive!" The command will be "And try to take him
alive if it is reasonably practical."
If my doomsday device happens to come with a reverse
switch, as soon as it has been employed it will be
melted down and made into limited-edition
commemorative coins.
If my weakest troops fail to eliminate a hero, I will
send out my best troops instead of wasting time with
progressively stronger ones as he gets closer and
closer to my fortress.
If I am fighting with the hero atop a moving platform,
have disarmed him, and am about to finish him off and
he glances behind me and drops flat, I too will drop
flat instead of quizzically turning around to find out
what he saw.
I will not shoot at any of my enemies if they are
standing in front of the crucial support beam to a
heavy, dangerous, unbalanced structure.
If I'm eating dinner with the hero, put poison in his
goblet, then have to leave the table for any reason, I
will order new drinks for both of us instead of trying
to decide whether or not to switch with him.
I will not have captives of one sex guarded by members
of the opposite sex.
I will not use any plan in which the final step is
horribly complicated, e.g. "Align the 12 Stones of
Power on the sacred altar then activate the medallion
at the moment of total eclipse." Instead it will be
more along the lines of "Push the button."
I will make sure that my doomsday device is up to code
and properly grounded.
My vats of hazardous chemicals will be covered when
not in use. Also, I will not construct walkways above
them.
If a group of henchmen fail miserably at a task, I
will not berate them for incompetence then send the
same group out to try the task again.
After I captures the hero's superweapon, I will not
immediately disband my legions and relax my guard
because I believe whoever holds the weapon is
unstoppable. After all, the hero held the weapon and I
took it from him.
I will not design my Main Control Room so that every
workstation is facing away from the door.
I will not ignore the messenger that stumbles in
exhausted and obviously agitated until my personal
grooming or current entertainment is finished. It
might actually be important.
If I ever talk to the hero on the phone, I will not
taunt him. Instead I will say this his dogged
perseverance has given me new insight on the futility
of my evil ways and that if he leaves me alone for a
few months of quiet contemplation I will likely return
to the path of righteousness. (Heroes are incredibly
gullible in this regard.)
If I decide to hold a double execution of the hero and
an underling who failed or betrayed me, I will see to
it that the hero is scheduled to go first.
When arresting prisoners, my guards will not allow
them to stop and grab a useless trinket of purely
sentimental value.
My dungeon will have its own qualified medical staff
complete with bodyguards. That way if a prisoner
becomes sick and his cellmate tells the guard it's an
emergency, the guard will fetch a trauma team instead
of opening up the cell for a look.
My door mechanisms will be designed so that blasting
the control panel on the outside seals the door and
blasting the control panel on the inside opens the
door, not vice versa.
My dungeon cells will not be furnished with objects
that contain reflective surfaces or anything that can
be unravelled.
If an attractive young couple enters my realm, I will
carefully monitor their activities. If I find they are
happy and affectionate, I will ignore them. However if
circumstance have forced them together against their
will and they spend all their time bickering and
criticizing each other except during the intermittent
occasions when they are saving each others' lives at
which point there are hints of sexual tension, I will
immediately order their execution.
Any data file of crucial importance will be padded to
1.45Mb in size.
Finally, to keep my subjects permanently locked in a
mindless trance, I will provide each of them with free
unlimited Internet access. -
silliness
2006-12-06 16:44:17
Got this QC for Belated Birthday Buttsecks for Minion. Normally, I just put them on the video page, but this was just so random, it made me giggle.
2006-12-06 10:18:36I put spam in your ham.
Right. Thanx for sharing!!
Anyway, so I still hadn't gotten my VA check yet, so I called. It said it was processed on the 1st, but it also said that I can't do a search query til 7 days later. So I'm going to try to do one tomorrow. :( Anyhow. So here I am. Kinda annoyed. And crampy. And tired (my cat woke me up demanding to be petted and fed. Well, actually it wasn't even my cat. It was my mom's cat who seems to have adopted me because I feed it and have the warmest room in the house. lol). And my throat is still sore, though its not as bad as yesterday. I think it might have been that my heater was on too high. On the subject of banners, it might be the fault of the creator that they exsist, but even if the creator voted for their own banner, its still the fault of the 90+ other people that voted it worthy that it becomes a worthy banner. (And even if you didn't click on them, you can only guess who did the chibi InuYasha banners. :D Though I was not expecting the 'Inner Chibi' one to make it. I thought it kinda sucked) So the selection of worthy banners is not purely the fault of the creator. Anyhow. But Kikai and I might be coming out with a Wurgano vid at some point. Still have to figure out logisitcs and details and stuff, but the idea's out there. And 16 more days til I go to FL!!!!! YAY!!!!!! I can't wait!!!!!! Wow! The past 2 Christmases Rafe has gotten me absolutely fabulous Christmas presents. Last year, he got me a computer. This year he takes me to FL. I swear, next year he'll have to propose just to top it. lol. j/k. I don't really care what he gets me for Christmas, as long as we're together. It's just really cool. I think I got him something really cool this year. Hopefully he likes it. Plah. Rambling. - According to Greggus1, I'm a mascot 2006-12-05 15:02:53 Well, I think I'm getting sick. My throat started killing me last night, and it still is. I gotto hang out with my friend, Scott last night. He texted me about 1230 or 1am seeing if I wanted to hang out. I was of course bored (even though I should have been taking stuff off my HD. :S ) So we went to a diner and got some coffee and talked and stuff. It was cool hanging out. And now I feel like crap. And my check hasn't come yet. It was supposed to be here Friday. But there isn't any mail in the box right now. I don't know if my mom came home for lunch and picked it up, it hasn't come yet or there just isn't any mail. I'll ask her when she gets home. But I haven't gotten a couple CC bills either, so it might be the post office. Anyway. I think I might go DL Moonlight Melody and Operation Intro. I've been meaning to watch both of those for a while. Oh, and my mom got a new phone, so she gave me her camera phone. Mostly for when I go to FL in a couple weeks. I've taken a few pics of my cats. I think Pepe would make a good model. He would actually sit still for me and wasn't phased by the lights going off in his face. It was really cute. But I would never do that to him. And I don't know if I would feel like keeping up with all that grooming. And besides, he's a bit overweight, so I don't know if they'd want him. But anyway. So this year, instead of getting a big tree and arguing over how its going to be decorated (my mom like to do halloween for christmas, everyone else likes traditional), my mom got individual trees for everyone. Tom's keeping his plain. Jay literally just threw some stuff on his. My mom stuck flowers on hers and now it looks like a tropical evergreen shrub. Mine is the gaudiest. I did it all in purple, and I braided purple fake hair and put that on there and put that on there with some barretts, beads, and this terrible porcelein doll topper wearing neon purple. Great stuff. Well, Minion's b-day vid seems to be getting a bunch of comments saying its better than buttsecks but thats not saying much. I never really wanted the two to be compared to each other. Really the only link I wanted was that it was the b-day vid for buttsecks' coordinator. I guess that's what I get for putting the word Buttsecks in the title. I should really clear my HD now. Well, Rafe had some kind of board today. I don't know what for. But he has promotion board next week. I hope he does good. *^_^* And the SOAD MEP's curse goes on. We had 3 segments that needed to be turned in. 2 of them dropped. And the thing was supposed to be done ages ago. It started before Moonlight Melody and is still going on. Basically if we can't get anyone to turn those 3 segments in by Dec 30th, OFL is going to take them and the vid won't be out until mid January. UGH! Time to do some Exorcize on it. Anyway. It think that might be it.
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