it's been a rollercoaster ride for this young otter. The ride twisted and turned and spiraled all over the place. Otter felt dizzy and almost puked. Luckily for the person beside him he didn't lest he would receive the full wrath of otter's morning meal of spaghetti topped off with a generous amount of intestinal fluids. The ride was rough but it was worth it. It was fun and otter had a great time. He's happy not just because the ride was freaking AWESOME but because he had his friends to share it with.
Now we're back at the platform; the safety handles sprung up and we took our seat belts off. His friends walked excitedly out the exit while otter slowed down and watched them from the back. He could hear their stories of adrenaline and laughter as they run down the exit aisle. Otter took a breath and smiled. They looked back and shouted "hurry the fuck up fool!" With one last glimpse otter looked back at the roller coaster and with a silent smile he ran toward his friends and flung his arms at them. "So what we riding next? Anyone want to try the jungle log jam? ^_^"
Now we're back at the platform; the safety handles sprung up and we took our seat belts off. His friends walked excitedly out the exit while otter slowed down and watched them from the back. He could hear their stories of adrenaline and laughter as they run down the exit aisle. Otter took a breath and smiled. They looked back and shouted "hurry the fuck up fool!" With one last glimpse otter looked back at the roller coaster and with a silent smile he ran toward his friends and flung his arms at them. "So what we riding next? Anyone want to try the jungle log jam? ^_^"
- Mood:
amused
don't drink and smoke.
a patch of skin on my forehead stings
from a cigarette burn from last night's club.
ouchies.. >_<. how stupid of me.
from a cigarette burn from last night's club.
ouchies.. >_<. how stupid of me.
::C O M B A T L O G::
You have been hit by lazr beammz [not enough energy].
Your shields are holding at negative 50 fucking thousand percent.
???
You fail.
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I wish i was a rock. A stone.
Like this road, immovable and immune.
Witness to this tragedy, this sadnesss;
yet sits there oblivious.
You have been hit by lazr beammz [not enough energy].
Your shields are holding at negative 50 fucking thousand percent.
???
You fail.
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I wish i was a rock. A stone.
Like this road, immovable and immune.
Witness to this tragedy, this sadnesss;
yet sits there oblivious.
- Mood:
~
Supposed to be glassy avatar buttons. I decided to make a mini desktop out of them.
Teh BORED Crew for the win.
Recent movies.
So i'm sick of cute and cuddly movies like Wall-E, Ice Age and Madagascar and exponentially stupid films like Tropic Thunder and half of what is being shown out there. I've always been into Sci-Fi themes like AVP, Star Wars/Trek/Troopers because I grew up with that genre (StarCraft 3 anyone?). Although the DC/Marvel Mania that has been going on for a few years now is "alright" & millions of comic book fans have Hollywood to thank for making their wet dreams come true.. (I am NOT one of them)
I'd rather be mind-fucked.
And nothing mind-fucks me more (and to re-iterate, i like being mind-fucked) by movies that depict the End-Of-The-World or the Fall-Of-Humanity. As i wait for such films to reemerge on the silver screen i usually indulge myself in whatever I find somewhat interesting. Underworld although alright isn't really about humanity. Hellboy (LAWL) is made for the enjoyment of little boys who like seeing oversized twigs, fluffy red monsters and deformed octopus squid men while I Am Legend is a little bit too bright and candyish for my tastes.. How about:
So in preparation for the INFECTION outbreak i've dusted off my Zombie Survival for Dummies. I suggest you do to.
The Umbrella Corporation. ZOMBIES. The RAGE Virus.
Now we're talking. And GaWd damn soon we're gonna be WATCHING.
So in preparation for the INFECTION outbreak i've dusted off my Zombie Survival for Dummies. I suggest you do to.
You wouldn't want your head and limbs torn from your body do you?
- Mood:
hungry
sing me something soft
sad and delicate
or loud and out of key
sing me anything.
sad and delicate
or loud and out of key
sing me anything.
- Mood:
light
Today's on fire the sky is bleeding above me, and I am blistered. I walk these lines of blasphemy, every day and still; like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her. She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn.
I feel diseased is there no sympathy from the sun? The sky's still fire but I am safe in here from the world outside. So tell me what's the price to pay for glory? Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her she's the only one who knows, what it is to burn.
Today is fire, and she burns. Today is fire, and she burns. She burns... Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her. She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn.
- Mood: cold
So i logged on this afternoon and imeem played Existentialism on Prom Night I felt something was different.. somehow the song was different. Just for the heck of it i searched the lyrics again and listened as it played.
I listened and I remembered why i love music. My buddy, my companion, my lifetime friend... Feeling crappy? Feeling bullshit? Feeling down and alone? Music is the one i turn to. It has got to be the best "invention" of mankind. Imagine a world of monotonous sounds and irregular noises. Where emotions are expressed in algebraic formulae and the scientific method..
Sometimes i feel music is more person than an actual person. It is never a stranger, never a burglar, never an enemy or a rival.
Music is never the stranger; like someone inside the LRT, who never looks up and never communicates. The stranger is isolated, or rather, chooses to ostracize himself in the midst of all the human persons around him. The stranger is an object..
Music is never a burglar, a thief or a con artist... these entitiies that steal from other persons unobstructed by sentiments of morality, of right and wrong. They are numb and cold and they hurt and destroy. And music is never numb and cold, it doesn't hurt and destroy. Even the coldest and most bitter of melodies.. is filled with warmth and life. Because music keeps you going, it keeps you alive, it reminds you keep alive.
Music is never an enemy. Those that delight in your pain and suffering and long for your downfall and demise. The enemy cares not of what you think and of what you feel. It is as strange as a stranger and as wrong as a thief. The enemy won't be there in your time of doubt, in fact he will devise ways in order to make every moment of your life miserable, every bitter moment more bitter, every hurtful memory hurt and last even more.
What is it then?
Music is a somebody and it is as somebody as something can get. Somebody who you listen to because it makes you feel something. He listens to the music in your heart like the person dearest to you. Somebody who makes you feel alive when you want to die. Somebody who enjoys your company, your presence, your existence.. somebody who listens... Music can be your best friend, your brother, your sister, your family, your special someone. He is with you every minute of your life. You can't escape him because you don't want to in the first place. You may not notice him but music is always by your side unconditionally. In a pluralistic world made up of choices, diversions and distractions, where keeping silent is such a hard thing to do, music is there, ready to listen.
Sometimes i feel music is more person than an actual person. It is never a stranger, never a burglar, never an enemy or a rival.
Music is never the stranger; like someone inside the LRT, who never looks up and never communicates. The stranger is isolated, or rather, chooses to ostracize himself in the midst of all the human persons around him. The stranger is an object..
Music is never a burglar, a thief or a con artist... these entitiies that steal from other persons unobstructed by sentiments of morality, of right and wrong. They are numb and cold and they hurt and destroy. And music is never numb and cold, it doesn't hurt and destroy. Even the coldest and most bitter of melodies.. is filled with warmth and life. Because music keeps you going, it keeps you alive, it reminds you keep alive.
Music is never an enemy. Those that delight in your pain and suffering and long for your downfall and demise. The enemy cares not of what you think and of what you feel. It is as strange as a stranger and as wrong as a thief. The enemy won't be there in your time of doubt, in fact he will devise ways in order to make every moment of your life miserable, every bitter moment more bitter, every hurtful memory hurt and last even more.
What is it then?
Music is a somebody and it is as somebody as something can get. Somebody who you listen to because it makes you feel something. He listens to the music in your heart like the person dearest to you. Somebody who makes you feel alive when you want to die. Somebody who enjoys your company, your presence, your existence.. somebody who listens... Music can be your best friend, your brother, your sister, your family, your special someone. He is with you every minute of your life. You can't escape him because you don't want to in the first place. You may not notice him but music is always by your side unconditionally. In a pluralistic world made up of choices, diversions and distractions, where keeping silent is such a hard thing to do, music is there, ready to listen.
- Mood:
weird
Otter
Genera and species: Amblonyx cinerea Collective Term: A prank of otters
Otters are petite, engaging creatures overflowing with positive energy. Intelligent and bright, they are alsopopular and eminently lovable and displaying the highly developed social skills that typify the small carnivores. So, otters mix easily with a wide range of animal personalities.
Lazy? Let's just say easily distracted. For life has so many diversions for the otter, that whether it's playing a computer game, reading a book, or doing a crossword puzzle, it's impossible to predict how it will fill it's day. But when an otter gets focused on a problem, it's keen intelligence rises to the challenge and it will not give up until the nut is cracked. Otters feel entitled to the good things in life and a general sense of well being gives them the confidence to not have to save for the future. A lover who wants to impress an otter should know that otters love to eat out and have a predictable penchant forsushi SPAGHETII.
Although intelligent and witty, otters have a tendency to suffer from self-doubt, and fear of failure can prevent them from living up to their true potential. Still, they are a great problem solvers, with the ability to spend endless hours on abstract or practical challenges. As workers, they are dedicated and capable and always eager for a chance to prove themselves. Their determination makes them valuable employees and although they often feel that their contributions are undervalued, they would rather accept lower pay than risk confrontations in their workplace. Although they are fine motivators, they avoid taking leadership roles, performing better in group situations with their social skills coming in handy when counseling coworkers through their problems. Their dexterous hands are useful in a wide range of careers, and they're ideally suited for work in engineering, advertising, and design.
As lovers, otters are tenacious and have remarkably vital libidos. Unafraid of expressing their needs, they have little tolerance for selfish people and are attracted those creative enough to fulfill their sexual appetites. Among the aquatic animals, the lusty dolphin provides endless fun while the terrestrial fox proves to be a challenging and sexy companion. In a relationship, the otter will willingly stray into dangerous waters, betting that its instincts will see it though. But, for the most part it prefers the familiar shallows of a predictable association with the semi-aquatic beaver or sea lion.
Otters are certainlynot shy. Their highly advanced communication skills explain why friends flock to it for advice and why ex-lovers find it so hard to let it go. But sometimes it seems that relating to an otter is a one-way street; for otters hate criticism. It's not that they don't believe there's room for improvement -- it's just that they tend to confuse criticism with rejection. Friends must step lightly lest they wound the otter's self-image, for this is the surest way to dissuade the otter from further communication.
Genera and species: Amblonyx cinerea Collective Term: A prank of otters
Otters are petite, engaging creatures overflowing with positive energy. Intelligent and bright, they are also
Lazy? Let's just say easily distracted. For life has so many diversions for the otter, that whether it's playing a computer game, reading a book, or doing a crossword puzzle, it's impossible to predict how it will fill it's day. But when an otter gets focused on a problem, it's keen intelligence rises to the challenge and it will not give up until the nut is cracked. Otters feel entitled to the good things in life and a general sense of well being gives them the confidence to not have to save for the future. A lover who wants to impress an otter should know that otters love to eat out and have a predictable penchant for
Although intelligent and witty, otters have a tendency to suffer from self-doubt, and fear of failure can prevent them from living up to their true potential. Still, they are a great problem solvers, with the ability to spend endless hours on abstract or practical challenges. As workers, they are dedicated and capable and always eager for a chance to prove themselves. Their determination makes them valuable employees and although they often feel that their contributions are undervalued, they would rather accept lower pay than risk confrontations in their workplace. Although they are fine motivators, they avoid taking leadership roles, performing better in group situations with their social skills coming in handy when counseling coworkers through their problems. Their dexterous hands are useful in a wide range of careers, and they're ideally suited for work in engineering, advertising, and design.
As lovers, otters are tenacious and have remarkably vital libidos. Unafraid of expressing their needs, they have little tolerance for selfish people and are attracted those creative enough to fulfill their sexual appetites. Among the aquatic animals, the lusty dolphin provides endless fun while the terrestrial fox proves to be a challenging and sexy companion. In a relationship, the otter will willingly stray into dangerous waters, betting that its instincts will see it though. But, for the most part it prefers the familiar shallows of a predictable association with the semi-aquatic beaver or sea lion.
Otters are certainly
- Location:there's no place like bed
- Mood:
bored - Music:im deaf at the moment
Idea, thought, spirituality, that which endeavours to rise above the material.
The Fool is the card of infinite possibilities. The bag on the staff indicates that he has all he need to do or be anything he wants, he has only to stop and unpack. He is on his way to a brand new beginning. But the card carries a little bark of warning as well. Stop daydreaming and fantasising and watch your step, lest you fall and end up looking the fool.
- Location:still in bed
- Mood:
hmm.. - Music:the sun woke the whole state
1st!
I'm sure Paowee would have said the same. It's a WoW term, specifically a WoW forums terminology. It's what forum goers post in Blue-tagged threads in order to advertise their luck (and probably 1337 forum skills) in posting right under a Blizzard moderator. There's no Blizz moderator here but hey it's my 1st post.. thus, the 1st!!
Ok i'm SURE you're probably all confused by now and yes..
Geek stuff incoming!
Also you have NO freaking clue what i am talking about! but this is about Poawee and Poawee plays World of Warcraft (has been since 2005). He was a Dwarf Priest and used to be an Undead Warlock. But his heart belongs to the Mage. Unfortunately he succumbed to the phenomenon known as the bandwagon and rolled a Blood Elf Mage to 70 when The Burning Crusade expansion rolled out; a decision he now regrets because the truth is.. Blood Elf MALES are GAY! Silly him it took 70 levels and Tier 6 end-game content to get this..
I am sorry all you Blood Elf Male fans but srsly, their casting animation is just freakishly retarded. I wish not to dwell in this Blood Elfstrosity for too long because the topic is NOT good for my health. Just check out this video to get an idea...
Yeah.. Poawee is a Mage. His heart burns for the passion of blowing shit up. He likes seeing big numbers on the screen as his magical spells break, ignite and shatter his enemies into frothblivion. The mage's area of expertise is AoE or Area of Effect attacks. Several volleys of his spells hit and destroy scores of enemy players and blasts them into bits. In the Bush administration's words.. (the mage is a) WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION. Indeed Paowee delights in the site of the smoldering ash and frozen appendages of his enemies but that doesn't mean he can't fight a bloody battle against single opponents. The mage is also a fearful sight to bear for any lonely passerby.
C O M B A T: L O G
Paowee is now a Gnome. As of Nov. 11, 08 he is at level 66 and rising and enjoying every bit of his new life.
I'm sure Paowee would have said the same. It's a WoW term, specifically a WoW forums terminology. It's what forum goers post in Blue-tagged threads in order to advertise their luck (and probably 1337 forum skills) in posting right under a Blizzard moderator. There's no Blizz moderator here but hey it's my 1st post.. thus, the 1st!!
Ok i'm SURE you're probably all confused by now and yes..
Geek stuff incoming!
Also you have NO freaking clue what i am talking about! but this is about Poawee and Poawee plays World of Warcraft (has been since 2005). He was a Dwarf Priest and used to be an Undead Warlock. But his heart belongs to the Mage. Unfortunately he succumbed to the phenomenon known as the bandwagon and rolled a Blood Elf Mage to 70 when The Burning Crusade expansion rolled out; a decision he now regrets because the truth is.. Blood Elf MALES are GAY! Silly him it took 70 levels and Tier 6 end-game content to get this..
I am sorry all you Blood Elf Male fans but srsly, their casting animation is just freakishly retarded. I wish not to dwell in this Blood Elfstrosity for too long because the topic is NOT good for my health. Just check out this video to get an idea...
'nuff said.
SO ANYWAY...
SO ANYWAY...
Yeah.. Poawee is a Mage. His heart burns for the passion of blowing shit up. He likes seeing big numbers on the screen as his magical spells break, ignite and shatter his enemies into frothblivion. The mage's area of expertise is AoE or Area of Effect attacks. Several volleys of his spells hit and destroy scores of enemy players and blasts them into bits. In the Bush administration's words.. (the mage is a) WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION. Indeed Paowee delights in the site of the smoldering ash and frozen appendages of his enemies but that doesn't mean he can't fight a bloody battle against single opponents. The mage is also a fearful sight to bear for any lonely passerby.
C O M B A T: L O G
- Paowee turns Cheezburgar into a sheep.
- Paowee summons his Water Elemental.
- Paowee charges up some Frostbolts.
- Paowee's Water Elemental freezes Cheezburgar.
- Paowee and his Water Elemental crits Cheezburgar for over 50,000!!
- Cheezburgar ??? has died.
- Paowee: Profit.
*evil grin*
*evil snicker*
*lmao*
*evil snicker*
*lmao*
Paowee is now a Gnome. As of Nov. 11, 08 he is at level 66 and rising and enjoying every bit of his new life.
Paowee, Gnome Mage, for the W.I.N.
- Location:In my bed
- Mood:
cheerful
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