Status Updates posted by Ultraviolet
I was suddenly able to remember the smell of dew at dawn and the look of flowers in bloom, just the way we would see them when we would walk from her house to mine and vice versa. I could remember the sweat and dew that would settle on our skin out in the various fields we might cut through, how it seemed an annoyance at the time, but how now I would do anything for that morning sun and the warmth it brings. As many colors as we would see in the flowers and weeds and houses and cars, she'd be wearing something that had more colors, and it all meshed beautifully in that early morning light. We'd try to rush the walking so we could avoid the heat, and it seemed like a good idea at the time, but now I wish we had just kept walking when we would get to where we intended to go. Together, we would never need to sto for anything. Not to be one without a jacket on a cold night, I would still be wearing mine when the morning started to get hot, and I would have nowhere to put it until we arrived. I could smell my sweat and hers, the dew, her makeup, the plants we trod on, and now I have half of a hazy recollection of the same. Relaying these memories back to she who I experienced the events with would be such bliss, to see her own memory light up and form a smile on her face, but instead I sorrowfully tell you about these memories.
I am thankful for good days, and bitter that they are gone by. Happy Thanksgiving, belated.
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I am thankful for good days, and bitter that they are gone by.
I myself very much enjoy good days, as many people would. Though as much as I enjoy great times, in the future I often look back unhappily with how things currently aren't as great. As great as days can be for me, I find it hard to top them or even have ones that are level with it. Much of these past days I spend looking back of how I spent these days one year ago, I realize that things are not as glorious and that I will not be able to live in such feeling anymore, which does sadden me. It's odd. As much as I love to have good times that I will remember, I often look back at them with unhappy eyes, missing those times.
Hopefully that made sense and was relevant to what you meant. :D
Sadly, the Doom community is one of the overall most intelligent gaming communities there is.
People who use the term "proggies" to refer programs should be executed, by the way.
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I think nitpicky people should be shot. There are worse internet crimes out there than just using a lame nickname for something.
It's abuse of English that will cause it to eventually degrade to the point where people who actually speak the language won't be able to recognize it among the common folk who are using stupid-ass ebonics and such. Those of us who want a descriptive, clean language with a well-established set of vocabulary will be out in the cold. English is stupid already, but we don't need this shit making it worse.
Another one to hate: 'nades for grenades. STUPID STUPID STUPID.
There once was a song
by the Murphy's I'm told
By the way, all week I've had
quite a terrible cold
So to remedy that, Friday
I went out and got mighty drunk
And there I was at my school
Singin' m'self some "punk"...
DRINK AND DRINK AND DRINK AND DRINK AND DRINK AND PASS OUT ON A SLAB OF CEMENT! (etc)
End of story.
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We'll drink and drink and drink and drink and drink and drink and fight!
We'll drink and drink and drink and drink and drink and drink and fight!
And if I see a pretty girl, I'll sleep with her tonight!
We'll drink and drink and drink and drink and drink and drink and fight!
We know you better than that, Dan. At least my story was true.
I'm thinking about adding 40 hours of work to my week with a new job, dropping the old 16 hour part time thing, and finishing this semester of school like that. It'll be tight, but I think I can handle it with strict adherence to a schedule and a decent bedtime.
The work is so I can save up in preparation to get the fuck out of this miserable shithole of a town. As far as places go it's not too bad, but there is this increasing absense of life here for me, or the realization that I've been rolling on in a rut for years now.
My best friend lives in the Monterrey Bay area in California. She came to visit recently and I was reminded of how much I loved every day back when I used to get to see her. I want that back. There is nothing but school and the security of living with my family (which becomes more stressful for all parties involved as time passes) to keep me here, and school has seemed more like part of a stupid routine than part of a personal objective lately. I think I should go. It seems like I'm wasting perfectly good youth being a good boy (a decent one anyway), quiet, waking up in the morning, eating, going to school, eating, staring at this motherfucking screen, eating, and sleeping again. There's no more meaning to how I live than that.
The hard part is convincing myself that I need to stick around long enough to pay some debts (to my parents, so it's not like they'd track me down and break my knees), buy some good duffel bags, and have a little money saved up to do things right. It's hard to care that far into the future when I've been living like I have been. Part of living here has been convincing myself that it's for a purpose of some sort, though, so I guess I can lie to myself a little longer for the sake of being a little bit more ready for what I'm wanting to get myself into.
Transportation is another issue. My sister passed on to me that she had heard (not clear whether it was said to her or said near her) that our parents would give us ownership of the cars we drive around at some point in the near future. If that is the case, then I won't have to hitchhike out to where I'm going. If not, I suppose I might save a little money (if people don't ask for money for rides as long as I'm headed the direction they're headed). Then again, I suppose there is one-way bus fare. Even if I could buy the car from my parents, I'm not sure I could maintain it well enough to have it ready for a 900 mile trip. It's in decent shape for getting around town, but I'm not sure how it would perform over distance. I need to get it taken care of, but have no money for that either.
The last issue, possibly the hardest one to figure out what to think about it, is whether I should ask my parents for help, or even tell them why I want to do this. At the very least I would leave a note, and I would only communicate so indirectly because I think they will be disappointed that I won't be finishing school in the way that they offered to pay for (paid by them while living in their house). I want to tell them, but there never seems to be a good time. Kinda like that one time I thought I was going to have a kid (which didn't happen, luckily).
There are other minor things such as finding a new optometrist, having the money to pay for that without any medical insurance, dental shit (just checkups, I don't have any big problems), and whatever else, until I can get established, but I'm not too worried about those. I can get my parents to replenish my contact lens supply before I even tell them what's going on with me, and see about getting in a dental checkup in mid/late November or early December rather than January as is scheduled.
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Aww, you two can be homeless together. The romance, the intrigue! Spontaneous whatever, going where the wind takes you and what.........not!! (Or you could both go in on an apartment, seeing as how that's common sense...)
The plan IS to go in on an appartment, but her job situation isn't all that stable right now, and mine is a dead end type deal, so there is a lot to fix first.
We'll be homeless for a certain period until certain things fall into place.
EDIT: Wow, I phrased that rather stupidly
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Shit, Faint. I'm in a similar position right now. I've been wondering recently what exactly I'm here for. I just leech off of everyone. All I do is act nice and people give me all kinds of stuff, money, and food for no apparent reason. I think I've caused more grief in everyone's lives than anything positive. Tomorrow, I will be looking for jobs so perhaps I can find a little bit of solace in my self-worth. But shit, I know exactly where you're coming from on the other part. You know who I'm talking about, and I just want to give myself fully to her, but she seems to not want me. Eh, shit.
Today I found that my Neon still gets 30 miles per gallon doing mostly in-town driving. At one point I think it actually got 37, but I maybe I just got the numbers wrong somewhere that time. 30 MPG is pretty damn good for a 1995 Neon with something like about 80,000 miles on it.
I opened a savings account today. I tried to be disciplined, but I just kept running out of money for stupid little things. If I just live as if the savings account doesn't exist, and put $50 in it every paycheck, then I should have it a bit easier when I need to buy expensive things.
Gotta cut down on the junk food... I notice that when I run out of money I can live without it painlessly. I should be able to resist the temptation to buy it when I do have money, too. That's another thing the savings account will do for me: It'll deplete my checking account somewhat so I have less spending money and may be somewhat prevented from wasting it.
Right now, though, my checking and savings account together total to about $15. Meh.
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yea i try to watch myself. for the most part i do, but then something bites my ass. or a buy a bunch of little shit.
however i have never spent more than 100, this year, on something i didnt need. the largest impluse buy cost me $200, it was the xbox. 2 years ago
however i do far better than other members of my family
UV - Mockery of Reality says: yo
Cauterized says: j0
UV - Mockery of Reality says: get my e-mail?
Cauterized says: im checking them one at a time
UV - Mockery of Reality says: slacker
UV - Mockery of Reality says: lazy bastard
UV - Mockery of Reality says: pinko
Cauterized says: heh
Cauterized says: went jetskiing today
UV - Mockery of Reality says: terrorist
UV - Mockery of Reality says: real americans drive SUV's on the water
My friend and I used to joke about cauterizing her ovaries with a red hot poker. One day she was all menstrual and complaining about it, and we were working on proposing solutions. I (maybe it was her) mentioned using a red hot poker to cauterize her ovaries. She cringed when I mentioned it. Then I reminded her we were going for fast food... "French fries!" Her face lightened. I reiterated, "Ovaries!" She cringed. We played that game a few times... Every now and then we'll drag it back out because it's fun, the old times.
...every five minutes I get a stomach cramp, which builds up to some form of gasseous release. I burp at least 3 times, then my stomach is calm for something like a minute, and then it builds back up to a cramp again. FUCK. I'm not nauseated or vomitting or anything, it's just this. It's gonna be a little hard FUCKING WORKING IN PUBLIC today.
Suggestions? I figure seppuku is obviously the only way to be sure.
I learned tonight that there is s certain way you can apply pressure to your abdomen, in a circle. Supposedly it as to do with influencing the fluid movement within your digestive tract. Anyway, doing it one way (clockwise or counter) or the other will either relieve diahrrea or constipation, to a degree. I attempted it myself tonight, and found that I was able to take a pretty satisfying shit.
I guess the idea is that you can slacken the flow of fluid to your already saturated shit in order to relieve diahrrea, or you can increase the flow of digestive fluid to your dry brick-shit in order to relieve constipation.
I don't know which direction to tell you to do what, or how to properly instruct you even if I had the directions right, so I wouldn't advise you to attempt it.
Then there was something else about running a closed hand or fingers around the arms or legs, pulling in one long, fast strip, like a wire stripper, from shoulder to wrist, hip to knee, knee to foot, etc, in order to relieve tension. One can perform it on one's self or another. However, I have had issues with my skin being too dry for that to be comfortable. Perhaps I do not need to grip so tightly, or maybe I just have to lubricate my fingertips.
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Obviously suppressing your body's natural functions when expelling waste(poisonous waste, as in the case of diarrhea or the flu) would be bad. I know it's not fun and all, but your body is doing it for a reason.
My "to a degree" posted above was meant to mean that it suppresses somewhat, not reverses completely. Sometimes you just can't stop blowin' it out, sick or not. If you can't run to the bathroom to take care of such an issue, then whatever you have to do about it must be done.
I'm stricken again with the realization that for me, more learning results in less knowledge. It's especially hard to deal with this because I have issues with procrastination, one of the most severe character flaws in my opinion, and because of it I get easily swamped when due dates arrive and such.
I need a certain degree of control in order to fix this, a degree that I can't seem to achieve as I am bound by human limitations.
When I try to learn, I find a wealth of information, but none of it within my immediate range of understanding, and no way to learn from "the ground up" without some educational institution requiring money for it. Even if I could just audit classes from primitive mechanics working toward astronomical mathematics and physics, the structure of society won't let me. I'd never have time to dedicate myself to all the things I feel I need to learn and still be able to support myself within society. If only I did not have to breathe, eat, drink, shit, piss, sleep, and fuck... Every one of those is the reason I can't seem to excell. While I'd love to be independent of those, I'd still like to have the option to indulge in them, but as it is now, they control me.
This all came about as I was trying to read some general information about UNIX in order to find what specific information of interest I should look into in order to write a paper that is due Tuesday. I encountered massive amounts of information that was in no way relevant to me. Even in attempting to read it I learned nothing from it, as I was unfamiliar with the computing platforms the information referred to -- which were pretty much all it referred to. Understanding the information would require me to take days or weeks or months understanding operating systems theory, and understanding that would require me to take as much time understanding computing theory, computer science/architecture, and understanding that truly without relying on a great deal of abstraction would require me to understand electronics, and below that electricity, and below that chemistry and physics. Do I fucking know anything about any of that? No. I know if the manual says this is +5v and this is +5v I'd better make sure I've matched those two, not +5v and ground. Do I know why? Something about fire or some shit.
I just don't know where to start. This is fucking hell. Life's rough without a niche. Even when it's smooth, calm, uninterrupted good sailing, it's purposeless and futile and dumb and gives no reason to continue on in that shape. I've thought about the military option, but that would just be a more difficult version of not having goals and personal ambition for myself, with the bonus that I would likely end up either killing for or dying for (not sure which of those is worse) ideals and beliefs that are not my own.
Aren't we all whores to society that way, though? You go from one jub to the next, just another cog in a machine that keeps the rich people living well and the bombs and bullets pumping out downstream to whoever is on the shitlist for the day. Maybe you dry-clean, maybe you mop, maybe you suck cocks, all just so you can have some money that night to blow on fuck-all -- food and shelter, worthless and temporary -- while you support the weight of the world, quite literally, as relatively cheap labor. If the world leaders and rich people had to do it themselves they'd likely charge a hell of a lot more.
In understanding a world like this, who needs to believe in hell?
This wasn't really supposed to turn out a "my life sux" rant or anything. I guess it ended up more of a "our life sux" rant. I'd imagine anyone can relate. I mean, I would think anyone could look back at things they thought they were doing "for themselves" in their lives and realize that they were not the true benefactors, nor was it to their permanent benefit anyway. So we're all being exploited. People in certain places in the world might "have it worse than we do," but it's only in terms of quantity. The principle is still there. I suppose I should be glad I have my health, unlike many exploited folks in the world who go without food and drinkable water, but we are kindred in the principle of our suffering.
EDIT: I'm not really a goth, as I said in some various posts. Those were jokes that, in a certain context, were actually quite funny, although were likely "inside" jokes. Very, very inside.
That was quite the read. I can't honestly say I understand everything or that I can apply to it fully knowing. But I know I do procrastinate a fair bit, and have troubles with learning. For I don't know much of anything that is considered of valuable worth in the world, especially for being a 'grown-up'. Only things I can really remember and remember good instantly are things to do with my dire interests, being games, or my favourite shows (Inu-Yasha, Naruto), anything else I simply let fade away slowly, despite its worth to me. Simply put, I don't have any requirements fulfilled to survive the world, nor do I even have a plan for what I shall do for my 'future'. Though I have a hand's count of years to decide and figure it out, I am much late in gathering valuable information in which I need to survive, and fulfill my own goal of being something of worth, rather than a mediocre everybody. I myself take me to be pathetic as a human being, but I strive to change that in changing my interest from procrastination to something worth while; reading, learning, teaching myself what my 'school' does not, growing.
I apologize for my off-topic rambling. But I did get what you meant from your point, and I saw much reason in it.
But hey, I'm just naive. :)
Barbeque, bombs, and an insane AI. I think the national "terrorism scare" has somehow crept into my dreams. It's something I don't frequently make a big deal about, favoring a "cool head" regarding that topic so I won't become one of the mindless millions giving away civil liberties in fear for my life, so this is just a little odd.
It started out in a place conceptually, but not structurally, identical to various places in which I have lived. There was a big neighborhood-wide barbeque going on (big American event I suppose -- symbolism?) and everyone was running around having fun. (Trippy side-note: Some screen doors were somehow converted into slim vertical barbeque pits.) Some woman was looking for her kid in the middle of all this and I broke off from the festivities to help her find him. I found myself in a hospital looking around, and then this EMT crew comes barreling through with a gurney and some insane screaming guy on it... missing an arm, I think I remember... He goes quiet for a while, then he starts just laughing these insane intently evil chuckles. I noticed a beeping, increasing in frequency (you know, not the frequency of the individual beeps, but the frequency of their repetition). Apparently this always means "RUN IT'S A BOMB" so everyone, including me, took off. It was a small one, a scare tactic to get everyone nervous and corralled in various places. I saw a blinding white flash and an explosion just ahead, throwing sparks and some debris, but not much else. Still, everyone continued to panic, and rightly so, because there were more bombs. (Isn't it funny how in dreams people just know these things without proof or anything? I wish I had real-life dream intuition.) I started running for an exit when I had one of those time-lapse-and-out-of-body-narrative-perspective experience. I got to watch people running for exits only to find dead ends, end up tripping sensors that set off bombs... I got to see children looking for ways out of the building, trip a sensor, hear the beeps, run away, and find that the bomb was actually in the direction they were running, not where the beeps were coming from. A trap. The bomb went off and the kids' bodies shattered and tore into messy chunks. Their screaming, severed heads -- physical impossibility if not in a dream -- sailed through the air until, like something out of Half-Life, electric beams from damaged electrical equipment in the building zapped them into messier, tinier chunks.
Perspective returned to normal and I left the building. There was a crowd of people, and in front of them police, FBI, NSA, etc. They were discussing how to disarm the bombs. They thought it was a matter of cryptography, but later the bombs started talking in this evil, distorted child-voice, and it became apparent that it was some kind of evil AI controlling the explosions. People continued to try to exit the building and ended up getting killed, etc. I woke up.
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I've had two really weird dreams recently. First, I dreamt that I had gone to a rock concert and somehow forgotten my socks. I saw this English tennis player for some socks and he handed me some chocolate, saying I could make socks out of it. And the scary thing is, I did.
Secondly, I dreamt that I sold my house (worth £2,500, and was actually a Doom level) to my ex in exchange for an Irish flying spider which lived in a hard boiled egg in a jar.
I have no idea what those dreams mean.
My dreams hardly ever make any sense at all and they are very uninteresting, but my dad has had some REALLY weird ones. Like this:
He was at the ground level of a building, next to stairs leading up. He was an old female person by the way. Then (s)he wondered if (s)he could make it to the top of the building and started climbing. Somewhere at the halfway (s)he thought that (s)he wouldn't make it, but then decided to keep going because (s)he had so good retirement security.
Later he was chased by a really big tractor, note that he wasn't the old lady anymore, but his own self again. No matter where he ran the tractor was always there waiting behind a corner.
I just finished my first case mod ever. I ripped two 92mm fans out of two old power supplies, mounted one as a front case fan, the other on top between my power supply and my CD-RW, a mount for which much drilling and cutting had to be done. Both are 12 volt fans, one is 1.2 amps and the other is 1.4 -- an interesting thing to note is that the 1.2 amp fan is really old (came out of a power supply where the electronics looked like something out of 80's hacker movies), has a huge fan hub so you wouldn't think it could crank out all that much air, but it tops the 1.4 amp fan, seeming about 3 times as strong.
Anyway, both fans are connected to the 500 milliamp connector on the motherboard. I didn't have an adapter, so I had to do it with a wire stripper, twisting my own copper, and lots of electrical tape.
We'll see how this affects performance. I expect pretty good results. It's too bad I don't have any thermal sensors or onboard equipment for that. It's an old board...
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We've talked about it, and you KNOW I'd be running tornados instead of whatever I could rip out of old power supplies if I just had the money right now. That is to say any money at all that isn't dedicated to my survival right now.
Zip-ties aren't half bad. They're a great way to keep those cables bundled to free up some airflow. I'm still using flat IDE cables, so I can't tie them up like that. I just end up jamming them in somewhere where they don't block air and hope they don't move themselves out. I need to buy some of the round ones because it seems to me they impede airflow less.
i used to do that shit, then i relised i could just run the comp withought a case and blamo.
putting fans in something thats perfectly fine is stupid in my humble opinion. unless its overclocked, or another fan has diead, then there is no point.
also, i dont recommend twisting wires togeather at alll. if you wanna do it right, solder it.
You're an idiot. Proper twisting is JUST FINE as long as you "shrinkwrap" (they make a special insulative kind for wires) or insulate it somehow.
Running with an open case is also dumb. Air is juuuuust a little bit soft, so it's susceptible to a high rate of diffusion. You have to confine its flow-path with a case or some ducting in order for a decent volume of it to reach your heatsinks and do any good at all carrying the heat away through convection. Did I mention you're an idiot? Lots of people have done thermal sensor tests that prove how much good PROPER cooling can do. Taking the side off of your case does no good except to allow complete air diffusion before it ever reaches its target heatsinks and other hot surfaces, which could also benefit from some heatsinks.
I'd imagine electricians and electronics experts know a bit more than you on the subject, and they say that electricity conducts best at lower temperatures. Keeping as many components in your computer as cool as possible will benefit stability, lifespan, and performance of your components. There are even stories about people who couldn't run DDR RAM they bought at stock speed -- system wouldn't post at all -- until they put a decent cooling rig on the RAM. From there they could even overclock it with complete stability.
From the "INDUSTRIAL" room on Soulseek:
[Faint] IS YOUR CAPSLOCK STUCK OR IS THAT JUST THE MOST INDUSTRIAL WAY TO TYPE?
[Faint] BECAUSE I CAN BE HARDCORE LIKE THAT TOO
[Faint] *STOMP STOMP*
[Faint] exo: capslock is like, right by your A key...
[exo] WHY ARE YOU TELLING ME THIS
[Faint] exo: So you can find it and perhaps use it.
[iamLupus] faint: you're one in a many line to have this conversation
[iamLupus] its not worth the trouble
[exo] I AM USING IT
[Faint] you're right
[Faint] that was the best argument ever
[Faint] I just fucking got SCHOOLED.
[exo] IM SO CONFUSED
H&K fucking kicks the ass of fucking everything! The army is looking at using this instead of all the old M16's and M4's! The XM8 can be used in ANY role either of those can, and even several they could never be used in.
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I think it's a very ugly rifle. They'd better make a real plasma rifle.
You insensitive bastard! Rifles have feelings too, you know!
Of course it's not as good-looking as some weapons, but I think if they make the shell black it'll help a lot. At least it doesn't look like the Aug... *shudder*
After a discussion on IRC, I have come to the conclusion that it would be a fucking great idea to pick the lock on one of the movie poster cases outside the mall, put up a movie-poster sized version of hello dot jpg, lock the case back up, and run away. Better remember to wear a ski-mask and gloves and cover up the license plate on my car... and paint it... and um... fuck, park it elsewhere.
Thing is, see, I don't happen to have a movie-poster sized high quality glossy printed version of that particular image. If anybody can hook me up (no I do not have the equipment to print it myself) please contact me via private message.
The genius of it is that no theater personell will be present until the time it opens, and since the mall opens first... possibly an hour earlier... people will be subjected to that for a whole hour! The entire back parking lot!
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a grand scheme
I would never subject children to something as hideous as that. But you're thinking. I like that. I would personally go for a little less anus. Maybe this, instead.
I happen to work at a very small theatre. If you lived nearby we could definitely work something out. I could have it all planned out perfectly in just a few moments.
A few general pointers, though:
Better remember to wear a ski-mask and gloves and cover up the license plate on my car... and paint it... and um... fuck, park it elsewhere.
No. First, no gloves. They're not going to check fingerprints for a minor public mischief case. At the theatre I'm at, people have actually managed to steal posters and as far as I know, we didn't even report it to the police. We just replaced the locks and put up new ones.
If you wear a ski mask you're just going to look suspicious. Double if you cover your license plate. You'll stick out.
Parking elsewhere is a good idea, though. Find a parking lot that's not directly adjacent to the theatre. It has to be easy to reach by foot. Just roll up your dubious poster and get out of the car. Walk casually, like it's a poster you bought at a music store. If it's rolled up, no one will know the difference.
Picking the locks will take a long time. It's possible you can get around that. If it was my theatre, I could just "accidentally" leave one of the cases unlocked. Or better yet, render the locks ineffective in one way or another. I could, for instance, put masking tape around the edge so it doesn't click in place. Then you can just slide it out. Make sure you take the tape off after, or they may realize one of the employees helped.
Just walk up, open the case, put the poster up. Some poster cases require tape, so it may be that you have to remove the current poster (and tear it to do so) which is bad. Some newer poster cases have a glass backing that you can place the poster in, which keeps it flat. In this case, you can just place your poster in front of it, lock it up, and you're done.
Get back to your car and drive away.
In the unlikely event that someone sees you putting the poster up, there's not going to be any sketch artist or anything. The witness will have seen you from a distance and not have a very accurate description. And they'll say you were walking, which is good.
At most, cops might stop people on foot nearby and ask them if they walked past the theatre recently. If you're driving, you won't have that problem. Just make sure you drive a safe distance.
Whatever you do, don't stop at a donut shop with your friends and laugh it up.
Any discussion of the matter should be done somewhere semi-private, like at your house or one of your friends. Basically don't say anything open about it until a few days or maybe even a week later.
By then, either it will have been on the news (and everyone will be talking about it) or it will have been gone and forgotten (and no one will care if you talk about it).
Oh, and do NOT go to Kinkos. They can trace it back to you then.
(Yes, I did say earlier that they're not exactly going to investigate it. But if it gets to the point where it shows up on the news, one of the Kinkos people will probably say "Hey, that's the poster I made!" and eventually someone with a badge will find out, and Kinkos will have your home phone number)
"A Wad", by That Guy
This map made me want to gouge my fucking eyes out. I was right in the middle of whacking it and this made me instantly go flaccid, start hallucinating winged monkey leprechauns attempting to insert random objects in my anus, and in fact began to sear my retinas. This map has no redeeming qualities whatsoever, even if it was intended as a joke wad. I will fucking track down and kill That Guy's family and force him to bathe in their blood, urine, and entrails, as I laugh at their plight and eat cheetos. I like cheetos, but not as much as I hate this wad. Sorry That Guy, your skill is not enough. See you next time. Bye bye!
OH MY FUCK. I just saw this movie "May" and I am terminally freaked. I might need a drink just to get to sleep tonight.
Anybody else seen it?
mMm1zz4d props to Julian for the title.
I realized this should probably be in EE after I posted it, so here you go: http://www.doomworld.com/vb/showthread.php?s=&threadid=20448
Assemblage 23 is the fucking best thing EVER.
Since Hyena's been out of sight (mine at leat) I decided to take it upon myself to do a guest-comic for his /acomic series. Hopefully he'll get his ass back here... and like it!
A few tablespoons of lime juice, a few teaspons of sugar, a couple tablespoons of honey... heat until melted. Add vanilla extract (your call how much). Add juice from a jar of maraschino cherries. Tinker with amount of cherry juice, vanilla, honey, and lime until you've got something that smells like a very rich fruit punch. Boil water, use to dilute the punch as necessary so you've got enough there to add rum to. Add rum to your taste.
Here we go... let's see how well this works out...
Stinkfinger is a dumb username. It is also probably a bad Bond-film name.