|I had another strange dream||October 1, 2012, 1:47 pm|
I had a dream that there was a high school that the US military was evacuating. So all the students were coated in gray colored clay, and loaded up onto elevators to be removed from the clay once they got into the cafeteria. Then the students had to wait for several minutes, then they were made to exit the building through an MC Esher-esque stairwell that went up and down simultaneously. There was paper trash, and bins of rancid shitty liquid strewn about the stairs. At one point, a female student stripped naked, squatted down, and started shitting and pissing at the same time, as the other students just kept walking by and ignoring it. There were some military generals smoking cigars filled with the ashes of pipe tobacco at the exit that were congratulating themselves for doing such a good job making sure the stairwells were clean and not having deliberately placed bins with diarrhea placed in them.
Then I dreamed that I woke up and that my ex girlfriend was nude and laying on top of me, telling me that she drugged me so that I was too paralyzed to move and that she broke into my house so that she could see me again.
Then I woke up for real, and was kinda freaked out. Is there something wrong with me?
|Digging through the pantry...||September 22, 2012, 2:34 am|
So, tonight, I dug all the way to the back of the pantry, and here's what I found:
* Some weird box labelled "Taco Bell Soft and Hard Shell Meal", which despite the cardboard flaps still being sealed, had clear packing tape perpendicularly taped over the cardboard flaps on the top. As I opened it, I found soft and hard taco shells, a bag of preserved meats and vegetables, and one Kool-Aid packet. I'll probably save this for later when I'm hungry.
* An old, unopened (before I found it a few minutes ago) bag of Jack Link's beef jerky, not expired yet (according to the date, anyway), but it sure tastes like it. I think I might throw this one out.
* A VERY old bag of pepperoni slices that were way in the back that had become moldy. I threw it out.
* Two bottles of Grey Poupon mustard, my favorite kind! One of them is almost empty and the remaining mustard is stuck to the bottom, I threw this one away. The other has never been opened before. They both expired three years ago.
*A broken-off piece of a graham-cracker. I threw it out, of course.
|Fuck you, space heater||September 14, 2012, 10:00 pm|
So, for safety purposes, my space heater turns off whenever it unintelligently detects that it's somehow "unsafe" to be on. Thing is, it just won't turn on when I tell it to, because it somehow thinks it knows better than me. I'm cold, damn it!
So, I guess this thread is supposed to be about how much it sucks when technology in general intentionally refuses the user's direct commands.
|I had... a really weird dream...||September 3, 2012, 10:08 am|
So, I had a dream that Koliko was originally in an 8-bit Mario clone platformer for the Sega Master System, and that he wasn't the hero, but the anti-hero/villain that you played as. The game took place in a gigantic warehouse that had been converted to a grocery store, and you were supposed to "terrorize" the place by stealing broken Famicoms and old wool blankets from the store that were just laying around. Apparently, this innocent warehouse/grocery store falling to the whims of a stoner cat was owned by a cyborg version of Dr. Brain, a Sierra point and click adventure game character. And all of this, according to the game's manual, was supposed to teach Christian values to the player character, even though there were no religious references to the game, and the fact that Koliko himself is agnostic.
I'm not just making random shit up, I really did have this dream.
|I got a job||August 3, 2012, 10:09 pm|
|So, I just got a job at a local sandwich shop, the place is pretty small. I went in to get interviewed, and by the end of it I got the job and the manager said that I think more like a manager than an employee. It'll be nice to make some money, at least.|
|Oh, CRAP.||July 21, 2012, 7:04 pm|
So, I just got a bill in the mail for over 10,000 US dollars. For what, you may ask? Tuition for a class at an art college I visited once that I ended up deciding not to go to anyway. I'm not even done with high school yet (almost am, only need to do 2 electives and that's it, but I'm still not done). I didn't even sign anything at all, but out of the blue I get this shit in the mail. I've been trying to contact their finance department for the past several days about this to fix it, but they haven't called back. I've reported them to the Better Business Bureau.
Only person I managed to get in contact with was the head of admissions, who didn't bother to do anything about it, and he told me "don't worry about this, it isn't the first time this has happened". Well shit, that makes it even worse, how is that supposed to make me feel any better?
|This thread is officially about coffee||June 30, 2012, 2:41 am|
Edit: I decided to turn this into a not-shitty thread.
So, if you drink coffee, what kind do you drink, and how? I just got into drinking it more, I've been drinking it black and strong.
Strong coffee made with white vinegar instead of water = very bad.
EDIT: I forgot to mention that it had no cream or anything like that, just straight black.
|Looking for advice||June 16, 2012, 2:24 am|
So, I signed up for a dating site for the hell of it (wasn't really taking it seriously), and it matched me up with a profile of a really cute girl. In her description, she posted her username for tumblr, so I Googled it out of curiosity, and found a goldmine of nude pics that she voluntarily uploaded. I was quite surprised, and I don't really know what to think of this. From how she described herself in her description, she seems like a very nice, caring and loyal person, but jesus she seems like a camwhore.
Should I look past the apparent sluttiness if she's actually a nice person, or should I avoid trying to contact her on the dating site?
|Kids and FPSes||June 12, 2012, 10:06 pm|
So, my cousin is 12, and is a CoD fanboy. One day, when visiting, he made me play CoD with him on multiplayer. All I heard was kids screaming over the mic and acting like faggots, and my cousin was throwing the lamest insults at other players. As for the game itself, it felt slow, boring, and my mobility felt extremely hindered.
After we were done, I went ahead and installed Doom on his computer and made him play it. Surprisingly, he enjoyed it. Then a week later, I asked him if he was still playing it. He responded with "nah, I got bored of it, so I went back to playing CoD". At that point I was just kinda like "well fuck". I asked him if he'd be interested in playing it again with new levels loaded into it (PWADs). He seemed confused, like user made levels are a foreign concept to him. He still wanted to play CoD instead. I told him there are literally thousands of levels for the game, still didn't care. I asked him if he ever thought of any game design that he'd want to make, he pretty much responded with saying that he didn't care about being creative, only playing whatever shit the mainstream throws at him.
I'm thinking of making him play Quake 1 or 2, it might appeal more due to feeling a bit more modern. Why do kids like such shallow shit like CoD? And why did he get bored of Doom?
|Kittens||June 7, 2012, 8:35 am|
I love kittens, because they're cats, but they're small and even more playful. Couple years ago, one showed up at my back door during the winter, it was homeless so I brought it in and adopted it, and I named it Coleco. (I name my cats after game companies, I should probably stop that practice :P) It was very affectionate, and it was an awesome cat. Problem is, it started marking it's territory on the laundry in the basement, and my other cat, Sega (who is very attached to me), was becoming very jealous of Coleco getting much of my attention. Unfortunately, I ended up having to give her to the local animal shelter to be adopted by someone else.
So, uh, this thread is about kittens in general, I guess.