Hoo boy... I'm on the way to complete another ill advised Sunday night all-nighter (stupid 3 essays due in the same week). I was taking a break from work playing isketch (isketch.net, go!) when something someone said reminded me of one of our many stupid in-jokes... Then I remembered there was a whole website of them (thanks C-Bass), so I went off to visit that...
It's amazing how quickly I forgot all these, but I remembered them all soon enough... Some really had me laughing, great memories... Anyhow, it's a huge list I know, but read the one's below, they are the best of the best... I guarantee you'll laugh...
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Calvin
"I know what a tank top is, but what's a tampon?"
"What's a whooper?"
"What's a twat?"
When asked about why he never wears blue jeans: "Cuz they get all stiffy."
On using Gen as a good luck charm: "I didn't get lucky with her, so I'm disposing of her"
Mat
"The post is fastly approaching my proximity!!"
"patience wand" (aka baseball bat)
Shig
"Don't make me thumb you, beyooooooaaa"
On Keith, shuffling cards: "You're just twirling the mass!"
"UGH!!! I'm.....too many...stupid cheeses to .....eat my own farts!!!!!........see what I mean??"
*making faces at his binder*
Here's Scott drunk!
Shig: cbass mat's so far gone
Shig: rage is here, drinking
Shig: me, i'm on my way to being drunk
Shig: drinked
Shig: rage: damn you
DragonZero: lol
Shig: goods
Shig: we're back
DragonZero: yay...went to quickie?
Shig: not yet
Shig: soon svery soon
DragonZero: lol
Shig: lauhg ot loug
DragonZero: don't forget to bring a towl!
DragonZero: towl? wtf? towel!
Shig: we son
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Shig: yeha, wtpe;
Shig: that says yeah towke
Shig: yeah twolel
Shig: yeah tpwle
Shig: yeah towlela
Shig: yeah towle
Shig: yaeah wotlw
Shig: yeah towel
Shig: ther it is
DragonZero: havin a little trouble?
Shig: there
Shig: u know it
DragonZero: do i ever!
DragonZero: say something drunk and funny!
Shig: yep
Shig: always
Shig: ok
Shig: boo radlery bitmy boalls off
DragonZero: who's radlery?
Shig: jo moom4
DragonZero: oh boy...
DragonZero: i'll get u your balls back ASAP then
Shig: girl of ohess!
Shig: shutit, you can keep them shits
Shig: z
Shig: roger tha
Shig: t
DragonZero: allrighty..more kicking for me
Shig: yep
DragonZero: of your balls that is
Shig: we're gonna swing ny and kick your window in then smakc yo hin the fac e
DragonZero: what?
Shig: rag3e just spilet my drink all over my OPEN computer
Shig: OH FUCK
Shig: TIME TO GET OUT OF THIS ROOM
Shig: BYE BYE CBASS
DragonZero: bu bye
Shig: TAKING WALK OF FUN FARM FACTORY FANTASTICO
DragonZero: send me a postcard
Shig: send my a picture of you shittiny it
Shig: shutting
Shig: gonE!
Wayne
Playing Frisbee, after falling into the ditch: "You guys didn't warn me about the ditch"
Stupid Mike
"Whatchoo towlking bouwt?"
In conversation:
Mat: hey look, an airplane!
Scott: What's this about Oren's hat?
C-Bass: (to Nathan) you just missed a lot of humour at Adrienne's expense
Nathan: WHAT?
C-Bass: ?
Nathan: I just heard you say "you just missed a lot of people in Adrienne's pants"
Highstead: I've got the perfect plan...
Stupid Mike: You're gonna rape me?
Calvin, Keith and C-Bass: WHAT?!?!?!
Wayne: no, Marina doesn't do that kind of stuff
Mat: (turns around and tunes into the conversation) what?? Marina doesn't put out??
Wayne: huh? i dont get it......
Mat: uhh...Wayne? you know about the birds...and the bees?
Wayne: ......no
Oren: "Leave me alone guys! I have to cram"
Mat: "What, Mike's dick up your ass?"
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Damn that's some funny shit... And just for clarification, that last quote was referring to highstead, not me. :-) In fact, I'm not in any of these, except the Shig drunk one, and then I'm just getting mentioned for being a drunken twat and spilling liquids on computers... Amazingly no one was electrocuted... Anyway, I had one other quote but it wasn't actually that funny so I didn't list it here...
Favourites overall?
"Don't make me thumb you, beyooooooaaa"
-Just classic... Funniest just for the way it was said, and the accompanying motions, not as funny in print.
Oren: "Leave me alone guys! I have to cram"
Mat: "What, Mike's dick up your ass?"
-best put-down ever
"twirling the mass"
-God we played a lot of cards...
6:00 am... God dammit, still hour and a half before i can eat... Anyway, that's all for now, play isketch, I'm gonna do just that right now... Naturally my nick it still Rage in case anyone does actually play... And don't give me any shit about it being close to exams... Last week I did a 1500 word research paper on the day it was due. Started writing it on the day it was due, started researching it on the day it was due... I'm actually kinda curious about how that turned out.. Anyway, my point is even if you have a lot of work, you can still goof off now and finish it in a half-assed manner just before it's due! So goof off dammit, I command you.
Give 'er...
Rage
(Saturday, March 6th, 2004) Heh heh... Nobody updates their sites anymore... Actually, more like 20% do sometimes, 20% do a lot, and 60% don't bother anymore... (That's Adrienne, Calvin, Mat, Shig, and C-Bass, respectively)... Hey, anyone else got a site I don't know about?
As for me, I didn't include myself in the above calculations, but I guess I fall into the sometimes category... More out of boredom than anything else really. Take today's update. It's past 2AM, I could be sleeping, or for that matter doing any number of other things, including working on any one of my 3 essays that are now due in under a month.
But instead I'm here, wasting my time on this... Mainly because it's easier than doing actual work..
As I thought it would, March Break disappeared, and in a couple days it's back to class... Bah... So far the semester has been a lot like the first one... (a waste of time)... Really easy... It's basically going to come down to 3 essays and the finals. The essays I know I'll ace... I've spent no more than an afternoon on any essay so far in university (5 altogether), and so far I've gotten four B's and one A. I figure I'll actually put in a bit of effort on these upcoming one's, and I should be able to pull off decent final marks...
Not a whole lot else to say, really... We bought a new house in Belleville, which is where I'll be this summer, so it looks like I'll never see any of you again! Or, you know, not for awhile or something... Which is kind of shitty. Kanata wasn't the most exciting place in the world, but something tells me Belleville is gonna suck in comparison... who knows though, maybe I'll make it back to Kanata for a while. I never really got wasted with you guys, and it's something I'll regret not doing if it never happens... I mean, I've been semi-drunk with you before, like on Canada Day, but I really mean a wanna just get destroyed... Drunk to the point of short-term amnesia. Actually, with me that's not terribly drunk, I've really got a horrible memory... So I'll settle for drunk to the point of nearly puking...
Lately, my spare time has been pretty boring... Not much drinking as of late (lack of funds), but pub crawl and last class bash promise to get me back off the wagon again... Or is it on the wagon? Well anyhow, my position in relation to the wagon will be altered in some fundamental way...
On another note, I still have very little memory of last months Tequila night... Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on how you choose to look at it), a bunch of people who took part in, or were close to the festivities that night had digital cameras, so I've been able to use pictures to piece together some parts of the night. The results are interesting, to say the least. There's pictures of me with orange wedges in my mouth (apparently we ran out of the traditional lemon wedges after awhile), and also a rather amusing one of me playing air guitar, also with a wedge in mouth... All together, the pictures suggest that I had something closer to 10 shots... Which seems like a lot, about twice as much as I thought at first. Oh yeah, and apparently I also had at least one shot of a "polar bear," which is half creme de menthe and half creme de something-or-other-else... I say "apparently," but actually I kind of remember that happening, I just forgot about it during the write-up last month...
I seriously could got on for ages and ages and ages, because I really don't have anything better to do with my time. But I'm going to assume that you do with yours... So with that I'll leave you with three random things...
1) Chuck Palahniuk's new short story, "Guts," is, certifiably, the most sickening thing I've ever heard. I say heard, because I wasn't able to find it in print.. Instead, I had to settle for a bootleg recording of the man himself reading it at a bookstore or convention or some such. Really, it's horrible. Incidentally, Palahniuk has written a bunch of stuff, but the one you'll know is "Fight Club," which later got turned into an awesome movie with Ed Norton and Brad Pitt...
2) This ties neatly to item one... One of my favourite movie quotes ever is: "Oh heavens no, not the green one... Pull any one but the green one!" Spoken by Brad Pitt, playing Tyler Durden in "Fight Club"
3) This ties not-so-neatly to item two. Another one of my favourite movie quotes ever is: "Allright you weird fucker.. Sit down! Back in the tub! Back in the tub! I'll plunge this into your fucking throat man!" Spoken by Johnny Depp, playing Raoul Duke (aka Hunter S. Thompson) in "Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas" Actually this whole scene cracks me up. If you haven't seen the movie, you really have to. Johhny Depp kicks tremendous quantities of ass...
Okay, all for now,
Rage
(Sunday, February 8th, 2004) *Belch*... Mmmm... Tequila... Yep, still tasting it from last night. It really was just wrong... The night's drinking included 1 glass of tequila and Sprite, with plenty of lime, 3 glasses of Rob concoction (about half Sprite, a quarter green apple vodka, and a quarter triple sec, once again with plenty of lime), and at least 4 or 5 shots of tequila. The only part I'm unsure about is how many shots of tequila I had, because after a certain point in the night I don't remember what happened. I know for sure I had at least 4, but from what the less drunken people that were there have been telling me, it was likely a good deal more.
Whatever happened, last night was certainly the fastest I've ever gotten loaded. During my first cup of Rob's concoction, we played a little drinking game. Allow me to recap, in Rob's words: "Okay guys, I'm just gonna play a song, and everytime you hear the word "donkey," take a drink. It's called 'The Donkey Song'" It was truly insanity. At the start of the song, I had a full cup, and by the end it was about one gulp away from empty. Then the tequila shots. We started drinking at just after 8, and I was wasted outta my face by 9. I don't remember where I was or what I did after that... We were gonna head to the bar, but we were all totally fucked up. Just as well really, I probably would've woken up in a ditch or something this morning. I'll try and get some pictures on here, for comedy value, there are some really hilarious one's...
Amazingly, I didn't puke my guts out. But I feel like absolute shit this morning. I missed lunch and breakfast, so I settled for a healthy diet of Pepsi and Cheetos. Oh well...
I need a nap...
Rage
(Edit: A little math, with visual aids....
x5(?)
Yikes...
(Friday, December 5th, 2003) Back again for the monthly blather... I really wanna try out this new Need For Speed game Shig mentioned, but with exams coming up (first one tomorrow at 9AM and still 4 chapters worth of work to do... notice I didn't say "review," but "work"), getting hooked on a new game at this point would be foolish at best, academic suicide at worst.
Recently I got introduced to this program called iTunes. Being the 'net saavy bunch that you are, I'm sure you most of you were aware of this program the very second it came out for Windows, or perhaps even before when it was only for Mac. If nothing else, you probably heard about it through this Penny-Arcade comic (I just saw this comic today while web searching for iTunes skins, sadly I'm far behind on reading Penny Arcade and my other fav comics).
I myself don't pay much attention to what's new with regards to applications and such, normally I just pick something and stick with it, unless it somehow falls short of what I'm looking for, or unless somebody recommends something else...
In this case, I found out about iTunes for the latter reason. Now yes, it's originally a Mac program, so naturally when this dude across the hall was showing it to me (himself a Mac user), my first instinct was to sneer with disgust, then point and laugh. However, the download for the full program was free, and also I had nothing better to do except study (bah), so I gave the program a shot. And I'm really liking it...
The playlist features are nifty. Normally for Winamp, the process for adding stuff to my playlists would go something like this: download file, rename in windows explorer, move to the right folder in windows explorer, open playlist in winamp, click add files (or just drag and drop), then remove all the info from the ID3 tags manually (or use ID3 Kill if I just got several new files), click save, and then if i wanted to add the file to multiple playlists, click open playlist, add, and save again.
With iTunes, once you get the smart playlists set up, the process becomes: download file, double click to play it in iTunes (which simultaneously creates a copy of the file in your default music folder), delete the original downloaded copy, rename the copied file in iTunes to have the right info (which also renames it in Windows Explorer, and moves the file to a subfolder with the artists name in your music folder), label the genre properly, which automatically copies the file to the proper playlist with the same name.
Basically, it's a cool program for someone with a growing mp3 collection like myself (started out with around 300 at the beginning of the school year, now up to 675). If you've already got thousands of mp3's, getting the iTunes smart playlists set up could take a really long time. It took maybe an hour or two to do mine, but now whenever I download a new song, all I have to do is double click to play the song in iTunes, edit the song info in iTunes, then delete the original downloaded copy of the file and I'm good to go. Oh yeah, another cool thing is that iTunes automatically normalizes the volume of your mp3's, so they all have the same volume.
But anyway, I'm loving it... My only quibbles with iTunes so far are the lack of skins (the standard "brushed metal" look, a la Quicktime, is kinda ghey), and the inability to maximize the main iTunes window.
Enough chatter though, time to go and study Psych! Or sleep... Or read webcomics... Or do some gaming... Or get more mp3's... No, no, Psych!! Or sleep... Yeah, sleep.
Rage
(Tuesday, November 11th, 2003) I'm on a roll, baby! Went out last week, and didn't lose anything for once. Wallet, glasses, keys, it was all there... I did lose my coat check ticket, but they eventually just gave me my coat anyway. That's happened twice now. I should just steal some of their coats sometime... "Yes, I'll take this coat, and um, these other five... What?... Of course they're all mine... Do you have any idea how cold it is outside?"
Anyway, the roll... Went out last night, had a little beer. And by a little I mean a gallon. For the low, low price of $16. Gotta love those gallon pitchers. Anyhow, woke up this afternoon and found that I wasn't missing anything. For the second time in a row! It's so damn nice to wake up and find you aren't missing stuff.
So last night was good. Hung around the house, played a few games on the newly re-felted/re-leveled pool table, finished off the last of my whiskey, then headed off to the bar with a handful of people. We went to this small place called Pitchman's, where they do the gallon pitcher. And they don't I.D. either, so I saw my underage roommate there. It was funny. Anyway, my friend Justin was determined to have me not drink the entire gallon. Random quite from him: "Think about it man, that's like, twice the size of a human head!" (referring to the gallon pitcher). Silly guy. Because I'm such a charitable fellow, I gave away about a glass and a half from my pitcher to this girl Jody, but then Joella poured the last of her gallon (that she and Justin were sharing) back into mine. And I did finish it all. So in the end I drank around a gallon.
Last night wasn't perfect though. After the bar, we walked to some guy's house, for no apparent reason, then we drank a bit of... something... vodka I think... and promptly headed on our way. Then on the way home, everyone's stealing signs and shit, and then Grant spots this pumpkin. He runs off, grabs it, and tries to smash it into the ground. Well actually he succeeds in smashing it into the ground, it just doesn't break. Instead it kind of rolls off to the side of the road. So we're all walking away, and then I think to myself, "I really should break that pumpkin. Never mind that it's probably frozen solid from sitting outside, I should break it." So then I run back to the pumpkin. And on the way, my alcohol-clouded mind decides, "Hey, instead of picking up the pumpkin (waste of energy), why don't I just kick it? Why, it's brilliant! Simply brilliant! I'll be the toast of Vaudeville!"
So I kick it as hard as I can.
Now normally when you kick something round, you typically try to slip your foot underneath slightly, and lift it, making contact with the laces of your shoes. But in this case, my brain says to me, "You know, you don't want height with this kick, you just want to smash it good!" So I kicked it toes-first. Which would have been a good idea if the pumpkin wasn't frozen solid. As it was, huge mistake! Fortunately I was pretty drunk (as I think is obvious by now), so what would have been near-excruciating pain in my toes was quieted to a mere dull throbbing ache. Needless to say, the pumpkin didn't smash. After that we all left it alone. Lots of other funny stuff happened, my favourite being Grant tackling a hedge and snapping it in two.
So my foot... It's not too bad, I guess, considering I kicked a frozen pumpkin as hard as I could. Only the big toe really got any damage. I don't think it's even broken, but it's probably either jammed or really swollen, because I can't really bend it anymore. The toenail is all black and cracked, I have a feeling it might fall off. And I can't really walk properly right now.
But in a stupid kind of way, I'm happy it happened. It was an event, you know, something to remember the night by. It can just get added to the list of great nights... "Remember when Tiffany passed out face down in the grass? Or when Tom punched a bunch of street signs, then bought cigars from a bum, then passed out in his room and woke up with a bunch of dicks drawn on his arm? Or when Justin came back from a keg party and started yelling "WOOOO!!!" at 3AM, right outside the Don's door? Or that night where Grant tackled a hedge and Rage fucked up his toe kicking a frozen pumpkin?"
You know what I mean? It probably sounds stupid, but what I mean is that it's the kind of thing I'll be able to look back on and laugh at. Once I can walk properly again...
Rage
(Saturday, October 25th, 2003) I'm beginning to notice a scary pattern.
Every time I get good and hammered, weird things happen to me that don't have an apparent cause.
Take this morning. After a night of celebrating (aka getting wasted) at the bar for my friend Justin's birthday, I wake up and notice a few weird things. Here are my thoughts this morning...
"Okay, number one, I don't seem to have lost anything. Which can't be right, because I always lose things when I go to the bar. It's like the Rage tradition. Hmm, oh well... Number two, the television is on, and it looks really blurry. Hey, come to think of it, everything looks really blurry. Hey, where the fuck are my glasses! Oh fuck!"
Well, long story short, I eventually decided that they had to be somewhere in the house, because the chances of me forgetting them in the bar or elsewhere were basically nil. After turning my room upside-down looking for them, I pretty much gave up. Then, randomly, a few minutes later, walking past the telephone booth in the hall; look over, what do I see? Why, my glasses, that's what! Sitting on the telephone booth shelf! Interesting, since I was never in there, to my recollection.
But no, no, that's not all. Also beside my glasses are my green sweater, which I had forgotten about, and an extremely wet sock of mine. Just one sock mind you, not the full pair. Which was about the time I noticed, hey, why is the ankle of my jeans all soaked? Apparently I stepped in something and forgot about it. I pick up the sock, bring it back to my room, and then think. "You know, I'm only assuming that my sock and jeans are soaked in water. I probably ought to wash my hands just in case." So I go off to the bathroom and wash my hands really good. Which was about the time I noticed that the underside of my right forearm has been shaved (or perhaps singed, who can say?). I kid you not. In some places around the shaved spot I can see the stubble.
If it were possible I would love to know the secrets behind the night's many mysteries. For those of you keeping score, I'll reiterate. How did my glasses and sweater end up in the phonebooth? How did one of my socks, and not both, also end up in the phonebooth? How did my jeans and sock get soaked in something (hopefully water)? And perhaps most strangely, what in hell happened to my forearm?
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go wash my jeans, socks (both the soaked and the dry), and take a shower. And hopefully there won't be any more fun surprises for me until the next drinking session.
Rage
(Monday, October 6th, 2003) Hey guys. Holy shit that month flew by... I just finished up my first midterm. It really ass-raped me too. Only worth 30% though, so all's not necessarily lost. Yet.
Would you like to know why the midterm ass-raped me? Well, it's simple. Between Friday and Saturday (mostly on Saturday), I drank a quart of whiskey. I kept it all down, but I was hung over as hell on Sunday, in no mood for studying. I studied maybe 2 hours altogether, between Sunday night and this morning. I still feel like shit. I'm hungry as fuck but I know that whatever I eat won't stay down.
University continues to be a lot of fun. I'm missing way to many classes and I've spent way too much time at the bar, but I'm doing okay. Anyway I have class in 20 minutes, and I actually have to go to this one because they take attendance. Bah...
Rage
(Monday, September 8th, 2003) Hey all..
As predicted, I had a good laugh about my update the other day (see below). Looking back, I'm actually surprised how good my spelling was for most of it. Then there were words that I just couldn't spell at all, like "drunk." Kind of ironic, no?
So yes, university. University is fucking insane. I honestly feel sorry for all of you that aren't in residence. You guys are missing out... Our hall is like the party hall, everyone in it is a major beer-drinker, and there's a good number of hot chicks around.
The only problem is that they have some fucked up rules, like you can't drink beer in bottles (coolers are okay though), and you can't drink in the halls at all. Transporting your stuff to a room is okay though...
Yesterday was fun, all the returning students showed up. Met a bunch of new people again (including this cool British exchange guy named Justin), then went over to the liquor store to stock up... Got an 18 pack of Keith's (half of which is already gone), Justin grabbed some Budweiser, this other guy Conrad bought a shitload of whiskey.
Tried a bit of that Budweiser, which is one beer I hadn't gotten to try before. It's fucking weak! I decided to stick with Keith's, cause if I started drinking Bud I have a suspicion I'd suck them back a bit too fast. Which would be bad because a) I'd get completely wrecked, and fast, which is something I wanna try to avoid (I'm talking about projectile vomiting and passing out everywhere drunk), and b) I'd have to buy more beer to keep the supplies up. And I don't have the kind of money that can support a nine beer a day habit.
Anyhow, after the liquor store, well I think you can figure it out, we sat around drinking most of the day! Played frisbee for a bit (most hilarious game to play while drunk EVER!!), played some racing game on Conrad's XBox (the bastard doesn't have Halo, what the fuck, that's like the entire point of buying an XBox), then hit the bar at around 11. I could hardly even walk getting there, and I remember thinking, hmm, this can't be a good sign, this is how it should be when I'm leaving the bar, not when I'm getting there. I was staggering all over. Everyone else was as well though, so I didn't feel too bad.
I didn't last long at the bar, I may have had maybe 3 beers at the most. I kept falling asleep... Someone eventually came over and said they were gonna kick me out if I kept passing out. I tried to explain that I was just sleeping, not passed out (a bit different, in my opinion), but he wasn't having it. So that was about when I decided to leave. My legs had another idea altogether, namely to not work and cause me to almost fall over again (fortunately there was a wall nearby). So yes, walking was NOT going to happen... Fortunately there was a cab outside for the short ride (maybe 5-10 minutes) back.
So what can you do after spending the night drinking like a motherfucker? Why, go to class the next day at 8:30, that's what! Somehow I managed to stay awake, I amazed even myself. I also managed to get away with only the slightest of hangovers.
Some of my classes look like utter shit, others look not too bad. English and Ancient Greeks are shaping up to be pretty good (lots of reading, good books), and Psych and Intro to Warfare are looking like pains in the ass (the Psych prof sounds like a stoner, and the warfare guy is like this hardcore, super-organized, "everybody work hard!" guy). My philosophy class is gonna be good I think, it's tomorrow. Really does depend on the prof though.
Anyways, I'm just killing time right now. Partying has died down a fair bit now that classes are starting up, it'll be interesting to see what it's like during the rest of the week.
Fuck, I have to go to the bookstore tomorrow. Goodbye money... *sniff*
Rage
(Wednesday, September 3rd, 2003) Time for a motherfucking upodite... YOu know wy? Because i'm druckn, that's why... The last few days here have been reallyl awesome, lots of activities and shit going on... the've been getting us up early tho, so that sucks...
But, I pwned some newbs at ulitmate... God they sucked, except for the 2nd/3rd year stupdents... But in the end we kicked their asses too... Half the fools couldn't evne flick worht shit.
ANyawy, my roomie juct came in... Appanrently he's staying elsewhere tonight... So i have the whole fucking place to myslefl. SWit.
Tomorrow i'm having a 12/24 pack of keith's picked up for me... Haven't dicided haow durnk i wanna be later, so i'm decidiing betwen a 24 or a 12... Tonighti i only had some capt. mogrhans, some smirnoff, and about 6 cans of some alpine shit, some maritime beer... Of course theis was all in a a relativiely short time peroido (coupel of horus), so i got drunkc pretty fasts.
The last of those beers is just starting to hit, so i'm getting evern druckner stills.. Man, this is seriously the durkckist i've ever been, by far... Even thnose nights with the amaretto and the peach shit and the canadain, and even cananda day... This is by far the most damn durkc i've been...
I't sfucking fantastico... fun farm factory fantasicot... Shit, i'm lgughing to hard to spell properlyl anymore... not that i ever was...
So yeas, that's all for the moment... If i can't i'm gonna avoid getting this drunks in the fucture, but for frosh week i'm basicilly lettign it all hang out... Everyong aroud me is a goddnam durnk, so it's easier to just go allong...
Fuick man, i'm gona read this shit later and have a fucking good laughg about how stupid i soundedd... Why gives a shit? Now if you'll ecuse me i have to psis... NOt quite as bad as that time of cnada day, but getting thare
Laert,
Rage
(Sunday August 31st, 2003) Early morning update, then a long day's drive to my new home... University I mean...
By popular demand (and by that I mean one request), here's my university schedule for the upcoming semester (in case you couldn't figure this out, a quotation mark (") means that the class in that timeslot is a continuation of the one listed above it):
| 9:30 | |||||
Yeah, check out that sexy HTML table! Only took me half an hour or so to whip up... What can I say? Boredom has it's side-effects. Anyway, about that schedule... How about that balance man? Four classes M-W-F, and one lonely class Tuesdays and Thursdays. Well, other than that one thing, it's good. Nice breaks between most classes, and I'm done by 2:30 every day. Not too shabby...
A longer update on university life will appear later on. For now, not much to say. Had a good long chat about games and various other stupid things with Shig, only the second guy I got to personally say "Good luck and seeya 'round," to, the other being my friend Matt. It started out being a five minute trip to return some long-forgotten UT CD's, and we ended up having quite the conversation...
I've been playing a lot of "Mafia" since I got it. A fun, good-looking, tough little game. It's got me pretty hooked...
Nothing more to say for now... Keep watching the skis... Uh, I mean skies...
Rage
(Thursday August 28th, 2003) You there, read this...
Bleh. That about describes my mood right now. Time is too slow, I wanna fast-forward a week already. Well, maybe first I'd like to see everyone again... Speaking of which, I'm free any day, more or less, until the 31st. Except today, the 28th, I work. But I noticed Shig said something about getting together Saturday, which would be cool with me.
Anyway, news... I ironed out all the weird bugs (wrong resolution in boot screen, computer locking up on startup, busted USB ports) on my computer. And I'm liking it a lot now, haven't had any other problems... Oh, I nearly picked up a virus or two, but nothing deadly. I also got a shitload of new games... I now have:
-GTA
-GTA: Vice City (an awesome game, way better than the original, which is quite buggy on my computer for some reason)
-Half-Life (All SP games)
-Max Payne
-MOH:AA
-UT and UT2K3 (Looking forward to 2K4)
-Links 2003 (For when I don't feel like killing something, in other words rarely)
-Return to Castle Wolfenstein
And the following games which my extremely good friend Matt gave me:
-Aliens vs. Predator 2
-C&C Generals
-Re-Volt (A working full version!)
-Worms World Party
And I'll soon have Mafia as well, from Matt. What a guy. About Mafia, this game looks kick ass... IGN seemed to like it...
So, as you can see, university is shaping up to be full of gaming goodness... Punctuated by brief periods of intense cramming.
By the way, I've been meaning to ask, do people still come here? Ever since I restarted the site in it's newer, crappier format, I've been wondering. Personally, I still visit all the sites I know about (Mat's, Shig's, C-Bass's, Adrienne's, and Calvin's) on a semi-regular basis...
So who actually comes here? Drop me a message at rageaholic_psycho@hotmail.com if you do... Doesn't have to be anything lengthy, just "Yes, fuckhead," or whatever. Just like to know my audience.
Rage