Freakin' out

Ability to type in complete, gramtically correct sentences still on blink. Something to do with cars. All Dad's fault. Nothing more to say on that. Still freakin' 'bout it. Lack of warning was not appreciated. Honestly? Deep-ending not pleasent experience. Adrenaline rush though. Whoo. And thought had ass covered on probably eventuality.

Personally, blame disjointedness on Rorsarch. Watchmen. Completed wierd bad mumbly tendency already present. Is good way to type, less work. Heh, lazy.

Picking up goods tomorrow. Deep breaths. Blueberries. hah!

RvB put up new pictures today. Family photo theme. Not as good as last batch. still some good shit. Need some local friends.

Going to watch Life now. First roughly-proper-ish sentence of night. Go me.

Two to Tango

Why is it with every mini-series Rooster Teeth's done for RvB so far, someone I like dies?? Seriously, first York (haha, Noo-Yok like them yanks down in Joisey says.) and now Washington?!? Is Washington even dead? And poor Delta! Stuck with South Dakota who turns out to be something of a b****... I wonder how long she was on Command's payroll? Ah the plot thickens...

Uh, yeah, I did just watch the last episode of Recovery One in case it's not friggen' obvious.

Short post today before I run around to get supporting documents for Uni apps. That'll teach me to not study for big national exams... I hope.

Recovery One

Watching RoosterTeeth's New mini-series recovery one. :) Awesomeness as always. It's pretty cool the way they took Tex and the freelancers and introduced it in such a retarded way yet thought it through enough that's it's been worth two whole mini-series of plotty stuff so far. It's good to see Delta again too. And North and South Dakota? Cute.

I don't know why but Washington makes me think 'Tex as a guy'....

Hmmm, probably some other stuff I should (or could) talk about but nothing's really coming to mind... Oh well, guess that's it for this post then.

The end of the beginning- not the beginning of the end

OHMFG. I just watched RvB Episode 100, the last on good ol' blood gulch. OMFG. They cliff-hung it! I mean, not really but sorta. And after so much briiliant RvB-ness, I gotta say, the ending's kinda dissapointing. I'm not sure if it's because it was actually bad or because I was really hoping that this episode would wrap everything up and this left alot of unanswered questions. Is Tex really dead? Is Andy? Sheila? Tucker's kid? The alien? Omega? Lopez?!?

And why the hell doesn't Griff die? I mean, he got shot in the head and someone dropped a stalagtite on him! The last bit was cute though, the convo where everyone's talking on XBox live. Though it suggests that Donut isn't as gay as we've always made him out to be... bizzare.

Well, I suppose the good thing is there's enough questions that the next season is definetely going to have to link to this. Though it'll be interesting to see if they use Valhalla (shit, can't remember how to spell it.) from Halo three. And it'll hopefully be sufficient excuse that no nit-pickers amongst the fans will whine about the change in animation.

It's kinda funny; I was watching this documentary on video games on Discovery the other day and they interviewed Burnie about RvB as an example of machinima

Wow, just... wow. Though it makes me think, why is it these "rebel" and "by-passing the system" types of expression are considered successful only when they get accepted by the system? You get the same thing for webcomics and to a certain extent blogs. The pinnacle of success for these mediums is when they're embraced by the very institutes they circumvented. (Not that RvB's team hates Bungie or anything like that- Bungie's too cool for that. I mean, come on, Halo) But I'm just sayin' that's how it feels. I might be reading too much into this but hey, that's the beauty of blogging: legitimate-being-a-total-moron. Viva la revolution!

Class CIP today. We stuffed Maurice and Sam into a neoprint booth. I hope we haven't traumatised them too badly... Ironically, it was Sam's suggestion... If I can get one of the better pics scanned, I'll pop it up. :)

Ugh, Heores season finale next Wednesday. Call me old-fashioned but I'd rather wait a week for each episode than get the entire season on downlaod at one-shot. The suspense means alot in the exprience, yanno? I mean, that's why we watch movies in the theatre rather than wait for DVD. And that's why a hand-qritten letter means so much more than an e-mail, a phone-call more than an SMS, a hand-made card more than a store-bought one and a home-cooked meal much more than a the finest restaurant food. Because even if we are slaves to convenience, there still remains the vestiges of some old-world sentimentality and appreciation for that personal touch.

Did a quizz I found on Red's blog:

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39% Geek

Ebil

You Are 38% Evil

A bit of evil lurks in your heart, but you hide it well. In some ways, you are the most dangerous kind of evil.

How Evil Are You?

So, I'm not really evil but what little evilness I have is insidious.Hmmm...

How do I get eviler? Kill villagers? This is so Fable the Lost Chapters... And every monster I kill makes me less evil... Which is a pain in the ass when you're trying to get horny (evil character grows horns. get your mind out of the gutter.) And yes, I have played the game twice so why am I even blogging about it? Maybe because I wanna talk about Halo. Or more specifically, RvB.

OMFG. RvB. Watched episode 99 last night (second last! WHY?!?!) and everything's tying together nicely. It's just kinad wierd though 'cause Tucker's acting smart. Tucker? Smart?!? (I swear this incredulity has nothing to do with the fact he's black. He's just such a lazy bastard usually.) And Church hit something with the sniper rifle? No f-ing way man. Miracles do happen!

Though I gotta admit, the thing with Tex at the end is kinda confusing. And it looks like it's tying in the main Halo story line.

Speaking of the main Halo story line, Caboose is the MC!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Okay, this is bizzare. I should run away.

Oh, no class party (sad) and I couldn't go anyway if there were. Damn being grounded.

Ensemble

Well, I had my first guitar ensemble class on Saturday. While I love the way the whole thing sounds (it's so fun playing in a group! I like how if I get lost, I can sit there and be quiet and nobody notices. :p Don't play well under pressure...) The only thing is... Roachy and I are the oldest kids there and the aerage age is... twelve?

Dear God, I hope I was never such an obnoxious little turd when I was that age. I'm pretty sure I wasn't but just in case I was, I'm eternally greatful my parents never inflicted me on a guitar ensemble class. Hopefully I can switch to the Sunday class... though it does mean I won't get my usual teacher. Blargh.

Did my LAST 2.4 TODAY. 15:03 minutes. It's not brilliant, it's a C and I have a vague suspicion Cheng Jie can't understand why the hell I'm not aiming for a better timing... What can I say? Running bores me; though I really should get back to skating. Before my wheels decompose from lack of use- again. Just the five-items left now and I think I'll gun for a. "A" for all of them. Just to prove to muself I can and also because this is the last year.

Oh gawd, I'm blogging about my NAPFA, how wierd is that?

Then again "weird" is a very relative thing. And I KNOW I can't spell.

Do you have a zombie plan? Mine is to hide in a basement with lots of tinned food and go "glarghhhblarggghygragh" any time zombies come by. Also I will not bathe so as to smell convincing.

Speaking of bathing: Hikikamori. Probably misspelt that too but it was an interesting thing we watched for GP.