The American Overclocked Otaku

I’ve been considering another ‘catch-up’ blog about how my dad managed to land a fish hook into his eye, how my little sister’s friend was sucking on a guy friend of her’s face, or how I no longer work at Subway due to a lying ’see you next Tuesday’ and her psychotic stepfather.

Instead, I’m going to rave about how Subway managed to instill at least one good skill that I can now apply to everyday life. =D

I can make some rediculously insane sandwiches- right now I’m eating two turkey/roast beef sandwiches with ranch and cheese (Gouda on one, and something else with a hint of dill on another), and one hard salami sandwich with ranch and aged New York cheddar- all on kaiser rolls.

The reason why I’m raving over these sammiches is not only because the high-quality ingredients left over from New Years’ make them truly epic- it’s because it makes me realize just how much Subway is ripping off its customers. Especially the regulars that come in on a daily basis.

Think about it- I went to Food Lion an hour or so ago, and I saw bread for about $3 (I’m rounding up..), a pound of Black Forest Ham for $6, Ranch (Or some other condiment) for a couple of dollars, cheese for a couple more dollars, and then assorted veggies- how much depends on how many veggies you want. But in all fairness, let’s play it safe- let’s say it’ll cost you $25 to get all of the materials involved for a plain ham and cheese sandwich- which is currently a $5 footlong. Aside from the quality of the food likely being better when you make it on your own, you’ll be able to make more then five sandwiches (Or the Subway equivalent of five sandwiches) that taste as good (If not better) then what you’d buy at that particular sub shoppe.

Some might be saying, “Well, Tom- how do we know that you aren’t just saying this because you’re pissed off at Subway for giving you the boot?” To that, I say: “All right, smarty-pants; try it out for yourself and you’ll see that I’m right.”

I already tried it. And the result tastes delicious. =D

Hey; my name’s Tom. Online, I sometimes either go by Ninshan or Iceman. I’m 6′3″, about 260 lbs., and I have a blonde receding hairline. I have blue eyes, soft lips, and I’m a bit of a dork- I play video games, watch some (Not a lot of) anime, and play a collectible card game.

I’m a Cancer (The astrological sign, not the bad kind); I don’t believe in astrology, but one would be surprised as to how much I’m a ‘typical’ cancer. The bottom line is, I’m a sweetheart- but I can be a pain in the ass, sometimes. =D Thanks in advance.

For the first three-or-so years of this blog, I went by ‘Ninshan’- I’m slowly cycling that out. Not because I terribly mind being referred to by an alias, but it sometimes confuses people who know my real name in real life.

Contact Info:

XBox Gamertag: Hungry MD Crabs

AIM: Wistful Vagabond (Old), Vindictive Fury, Profane Command

Myspace: www.myspace.com/hentaiteddybear

myYearbook: www.myyearbook.com/hentai-teddybear

Vendetta (International Servers 1 & 3; Dutch Server 2): Gangsta_Ninshan

Gaia Online: Tom for President

I’m in English class, listening to my teacher talking about a possible instance of Bill Gates dying. She’s giving examples of an obituary that my group and I need to do for a grade.

If I had to guess, I think she’s a Democrat. I really don’t like Democrats, even though she’s a very sweet teacher.

It isn’t like Republicans are perfect- they’re against abortion, stingy on certain plans that would be a good idea, and tend to be a little more conservative. And, I might add, Mr. Bush is a very poor example. But at least they’re prudent; at least they believe that someone who earns their money deserves every penny they’re due. Rich people shouldn’t be taxed a higher percentage then those who’re less fortunate. We shouldn’t give free handouts to those who aren’t willing to work for it. Democrats seem to live in a very idealistic world where money flows like wine to funnel into all sorts of good ideas. Some ideas are good; but as often as not, whenever someone says there ‘aught’ to be a law, there oftern ‘aughtn’t’ be one.

Not like Nader or Greenpeace aren’t rediculous. If they ended up being a leading candidate for President, I’d move to Canada. Or Mexico. Or maybe England- I saw a really attractive amateur English pornography, and ever since I’ve been toying with the idea of going there. Pip-pip, cherio. =x Seriously, if all porn was that good? I’d be joining the Adventure Club (NOT THE SUPER ADVENTURE CLUB) quicker then you can say “Ohmigod, he just stuck it in her pooper!”

In the news of my life, things are relatively unchanged. I’m obviously still in College. I still work at Subway, although Mike got canned for taking money- which sucks, since he was always good to me. Now my manager’s Crystal, and my assistant-manager’s Christina. I like working with them, but to be honest, it’s the little things that irk me. Example- when Mike was around, I was on the verge of being a Night-Shift leader. When he got canned, I was told that I’d be made one as soon as we get a new manager. Now that we have a new manager, I heard that a friend of mine who I work with is now a Night-Shift leader.

Gay. I mean, I like her and all, but still- gay.

As for my love life, I’m still a bachelor, although I’ve had a fingers in a few pies. Namely, a girl (Now woman; she turned 18 a few months ago) named Katie let me put my fingers inside of her. I wouldn’t have minded going a bit further- she isn’t gorgeous, but she has a few cute points. Well, until I figured out she started smoking. And when I figured out she tried to call rape behind my back. Yep, that’s right- she tried telling our mutual friends that I “Tried” to get my hand down her pants but her belt stopped me, that she hit me and told me to stop, and that she shouted at me and felt very uncomfortable.

Um, okay? First of all, my fingers don’t “stop” at the belt- they were wiggling around inside of her. Second, if she hit me and told me to stop? Guess what? I would’ve stopped. At the time, of course I didn’t think that she was against the idea when she was groping my junk. And third, she couldn’t have shouted because my family was upstairs- we were in the basement.

Yeah, I fingered a woman in my basement with my family upstairs. You can judge me when you go without sex for a while.

Yeah. Rant’s over. Kinda.

But seriously, why is it that I can’t find someone for me that isn’t fugly or mentally unstable? Or miles and miles away?- granted, I’ve decided to avoid the long-distance relationship thing since it never works, but the fact remains: the women I’ve been with weren’t what I had in mind. Either they’re physically attractive (kinda) and mentally challenged or…Well, I haven’t been with someone who was ugly and normal. I mean, I’m sorry, but I’m a guy. Guys are shallow. Kind of.

On that note, why in the hell do attractive women say that they aren’t attractive? No, I mean this- it seems like so many attractive women think they’re somehow unattractive…Despite having a boyfriend. Or flocked with a bunch of guys they fuck. I’m being a little harsh, I know, but if I hear someone cute saying “Oh, I’m getting fat”? I’m going to do something. I haven’t decided what yet, but gimmie a while and I’ll think of something. Maybe I’ll agree with them. =(

Yeah, I’m going back to schoolwork, now. I’ll post again soon enough. Maybe.

Well, in the time it took to finally fill out a blog post, I’ve lost at a Magic: the Gathering regionals, fell deeply in love, got my heart broken on my birthday, had a really shitty birthday because of it, got a raise, am almost due for another raise, slacked off on College, laughed, cried, shouted in anger and sighed in depression. Oh, and did I mention that I’m getting stalked by two people? x.X Yeah…Craziness, ‘07. Right hurr.

I’m going to go see the new Harry Potter movie tomorrow, but first, a rant. I’m still pissed. It’s been less then a month, so I guess it’s natural, but I’m still livid. I guess it’s because I give so fscking much in matters of the heart, and it’s all for nothing. Every hope, every happiness, every moment is a waste. A complete, and utter fscking waste. And y’know…I’m a patient guy. I’m extremely patient, when I need to be (Even though I never WANT to be..). I can be patient until it hurts- and I was. I tried, she didn’t. And now its over. And anybody who doesn’t know what I’m talking about isn’t about to, anytime soon. >.<

But…Yeah, I’m really on the verge of something. I don’t know exactly what, though. I’m still in love, but it hurts too much now, and it’s twisting into something else. It’s becoming easier to get angry then to be patient. It’s become more convenient to hate and break a person down then love and build them up. I find myself hating the very person that I loved, and a part of me wants to viciously tear her heart apart like she broke mine. Vindictive, perhaps, but I know there would be deep, intoxicating satisfaction in that act. I want to tear her down and build her up at the same time. I want to hold her as much as I want to throw her away. And in this midst of this hurricane of emotions…I don’t like who I’m becoming. I’m not like this; vindictive perhaps, but not a wretched man filled with hatred.

Two things spurred this: love lost (Obviously) and an asshole customer that I didn’t even meet- at least, I didn’t see him when he became a jerk.

I’ve been working at Subway for over 11 months. In that time, I tend to be…Cheerful, even when I don’t feel like it. I’ve gotten a lot of positive feedback…But y’know, this is the first time I’ve heard about anything negative. Apparently, one day when I wasn’t in at work, some dick in a weird outfit comes in and asks “Is the big, dorky blonde guy in today?” Brenda and Shawan sort of look at each other and ask, “..Tom?”. So apparently, the guy thinks I talk too much. He started imitating me; according to Brenda and Shawan (Who I’m a little upset with because they didn’t stick up for me..u.u), he sounded just like me. And that really steamed my vegetables for a while; no, really, I was really quiet. Granted, I should count myself lucky if through my almost-a-year in Subway I only get one complaint from an asshole customer who’s too gutless to say this to my face…But still, all of this just really bugs me. It gets to me, and it’s really hard to get crap like this out of my head. I shouldn’t expect everyone to like me…But nowadays, it feels like no one really does anymore. =(

Meh…Yeah, school’s been wearing me down. With a speech due tomorrow I need to study like it was going out of style for, and a TON of undone work in an online class due (Note to self: never take an online course again! Stick with regular, or hybrid!), I’ll be unlikely to post on a regular basis until sometime in mid-May. But I did, however, manage to go to my first Magic: the Gathering Prerelease. For the record, next time I go to any major Magic event? I kinda want to either go solo, or with the company of a beautiful woman. =B Woo. But I left with a record of 3-1 and 6 booster packs of prizes. Pair that with the things I got in trade, and the experience as a whole, and I’m feeling pretty confident for when Future Sight comes out. Nevermind that it currently confuses me and I don’t see very many useful constructed decks spewing from it, but I suppose we’ll see.. =)

In the meantime, I’m…Just going to wear myself out with all the work I need to do. And then I need to save up quite a bit of the moolah for Otakon. And then maybe for another big Magic: the Gathering event. =( Why does it seem like I can never do everything that I want? Srsly, I have dozens of books that I can’t read until the semester’s over. I have no money because it’s all getting dumped into bills and gas; and when I do save money, it gets dumped into college books! I mean…Seriously! Dubya-tee-eff!? I can’t get any new anime until I make more money or find some sort of solution to this, and the same goes for video games. The only way I can play at all is by going over to my cousin’s- who I don’t see often because either I’m working and/or at school or he’s working- and he’s going into the Air Force, soon. I’m not about to get all weepy because he’s going- I think that the Military will do a great deal of good for him- it kind of sucks. I don’t have much in the way of friends that I see on a regular basis beyond Goose, and while it’s something that’s bound to change, I’ve never been much of a party person. I just feel out of place when I’m around a large number of people; almost crowded in a way, uncomfortable, and it feels as if anything that comes out of my mouth isn’t interesting at all- and really, beyond video games what else about my life is interesting right now? Magic: the Gathering? Very few of my friends play Magic. Anime? Blake likes anime, but trying to say that I like it to some others would make them think of DBZ or Sailor Moon (Which I liked in, say, elementary school). Reading? Reading is always more of a solitary thing; I could tell most people, “Hey, you should really read James Clavell’s Shogun; I’ve read it again and again and I’m still not tired of it.” But how many would actually take that advice to heart? I know I’m not an idiot, even though I feel like one from time to time.

Eh, maybe I’m being dramatic, again. It sort of figures that every time I type in this blog I end up complaining over something or another. I enjoyed the prerelease, even though my nerves were frayed by the company kept- however nice it was. I’m getting a student loan soon, so issues with books and payments won’t be as critical- but I need to fix up these scores. If I can manage that, then I’ll be a happy Tom. =) Until then, a bientot!

I’m feeling pretty damn proud of myself right about now.

We had the once-a-month tournament this evening, and I won first place. <.<; Not by a landslide, and not until after winning 2-1 against someone I’ve never beaten before. And then I picked up a card that’s around $50 in one of the booster packs I won. A foil Damnation, bishes. Look it up. ~.^ Although don’t come back and tell me that it isn’t $50 a year from now; by then I’m almost sure that the price’ll go down. I’m just heady after that win, that’s all.

And I got to go to work relatively early tomorrow. ;-; Fsck.

My little sister made a blog, finally; although to be fair, with the internet being semi-sorta-high speed right now we’ll both be online a bit more when we’re home. And yeah, we’re still going through high-speed bullshit; apparantly, the underground line’s cut and giving us a crap signal. It’s going to take a while, probably weeks, to fix. u.u Anyways, http://ilovepie.blog.com/

..She’s 11, so please be somewhat considerate. >=B Or I’ll skin ya alive.

As for current events, I’m loving this springlike weather. =) I don’t expect it to last or to crop up again until next month…But seriously, I need it right now. When I say ‘it’, mind you, I mean several things; warm weather, for one. Looking back on things, winter tends to make me a little more…Morose, and pragmatic. Maybe it’s because of the lack of life, or the fact that overly-cold weather tends to irk me in a bad way. I miss the days where I could just open up my window and let the warm air blow through my room. I want to sit on the porch on a rainy day that cools down the sultry air. I want to swim, and cool off lazily afterwards with excessive amounts of air conditioning. I wish summer was here now, even though I know well enough that there are as many problems with Summer as there are with Winter.

Sunburn, for one; I’m not an albino, but my skin doesn’t handle tanning easily. To be precise, I burst into flames when I step out into the sun. I become a lobster. I know that sunburn and tanning isn’t good, and that it’s good that I avoid the sun, but that doesn’t mean I’d rather be as pale as a ghost. Another bad part are bugs; or rather, the bugs and other living things that either freak me out or hurt me in some way. Wolf spiders are an example of the former; ticks, mosquitos, yellow jackets and copperheads that tend to be out and about. And summer also means that I need to help get wood for the winter, and mow the lawn.

And then, of course, the distractions. Bikini’s, short skirts, and all of the clothes that tend to just make me ache inside because I’m still single. =x I’m not about to go into another rant about being single and dreading it, again; I’ve been going through that far too often, as-is. Considering I’d enjoy studying abroad one of these days, and how my heart almost certainly isn’t in Maryland, anything here’s about as temporary as it’ll get.

..Meh; I’m typing too much. Maybe I’ll type more tomorrow if anything worthwhile crops up. ;p Stay tuned.

Seriously, sometimes it feels like when one problem is solved, when one thing is done, at least two more pop up to take its place. For example, we finally get high-speed internet; but now we need to worry about my little sister’s Wii and figuring out how to connect it to the internet, being able to go online in my room with a wireless connection, deal with potentially losing public AOL chatrooms and getting my computer to stop shutting down all of the sudden when I try to play Starcraft or Diablo II online (I say ‘we’, because these are issues that my entire family’s working on, not just me). My little sister’s playing Magic: the Gathering now, but that now also means that I need to help her with her deck, deal with her whining if she didn’t win, and try to keep her interested.

Y’know, I could’ve avoided all this bullcrap if I’d just agreed to stick with AOL and keep my little sister out of Magic: the Gathering.

To be fair, though, High-Speed and my sister and I’s shared hobby have opened up a lot of possibilities. I can download and upload things as if it were nobody’s business, now. If I fix how my computer handles the games I play, online Diablo II and Starcraft (And the overload of MMORPG’s out there) suddenly become viable options. Getting my little sister’s Wii online would open up the many possibilities of Wii channels and other such things online (And, to a -much- lesser extent, whenever I can manage to get a PS3. =( ).

And lastly, download/upload speeds mean that downloading stuff is fast as all hell. x.x For the record? Brace yourself when you watch AMV Hell 0…Crazy stuff..

Meh. To be honest, I’m posting right now, starting at 3:57 AM, because I told someone I would. ^-^ I’d be more enthusiastic if I could, Yun, but at the moment my brain’s overclocked.

 

Sometimes I wonder when my life is ever going to take a turning point. Y’know, a point in one’s life where it seems everything might change all at once, hopefully for the better? ‘Cuz honestly? These are supposed to be the best years of my life, and I’m not feeling it. I’m stuck at home living with my parents because I couldn’t afford life out on my own with college if my life depended on it. I haven’t left
Maryland in years, and even when I did it wasn’t longer then a week. My schedule revolves around work, school, schoolwork and the chores my parents lay down for me, leaving no worthwhile time to do what -I- want to do. = Any time I mention this to my mom or dad, they shrug and say “Welcome to adulthood, Tom.”

 

Y’know what? Adulthood is when I have my own house and can walk nekkid through it in a ‘christening’ ceremony. It’s when I actually have the freedom and the financial security to do what I want instead of what’s necessary. Because…Seriously, necessity isn’t fun. >.< Getting socks for Christmas isn’t fun, even if you need them. Getting that Playstation 3 that I’ve been wanting for so long but haven’t had the money for’s better, even when my feet are cold. <.<; Hint-hint. Nudge-nudge.

 

Anyways, sorry this post wasn’t as long as I wanted to make it; but I need my sleep. x.X Desperately. I’m reconfiguring the blog, so if you see “Don’t stick it in her Pooper!” then it’s probably in construction.

 

‘Cuz you know Tommeh will stick it in her pooper if he damn well pleases. =p

Meh…It sucks when I have to come into school three hours earlier then I’m supposed to, even though I enjoyed my time here thoroughly. I came in to get some extra credit from my COM-1010 teacher- that’s Josh- but the only time open was around 4-ish, today. The extra credit is to have an interview between myself and another person; this person could be a student in the class or our teacher, really. Either way, we went on about all sorts of stuff. From my life as it stands now, to what I plan on doing, to how my projecting myself as a lazy person is making me lazy, and so on. I even told him about my adventure in Baltimore, which he thought was very funny; I don’t know if I’ll ever let myself get accustomed to city movement, even though I know I’ll have to acclimate myself one of these days.

In order to pass the time a bit- aside from my blog, the webcomics, and the turn-based games I play- I’ve brought along my Memoirs of a Geisha book. And while it’s come to mind, I’d just like to say that I have an excessive amount of books. Every Wednesday I have a sort of routine; my mom doesn’t have work, so it sort of works out like this: Wake up a bit earlier then is comfortable, go to Smile (A Christian charity sort of thrift store. Considering my lack of faith, I feel like I’m about to get struck down by lightning every time I step into that place. But the books there are bought $.50 for softcover and $1 for a hardcover, so I’m happy. =D), get about a dozen or so books, and then go to Guido’s (Yes, my Guido’s) for that all-you-can-eat buffet they have every morning. The trouble with that is while I’ve been getting one hell of a deal, the number of books have been accumulating faster then I can either read them or find space for them. I already have two bookcases; one is in my room, while the other’s in the ‘family room’ that’ll be a library in a year or two. Mine’s full with books and anime, and the other’s packed with books- again, mostly mine. The point is that my room is currently a wreck right now because of the lack of space I have for these things. I guess that’s the price of knowledge, although something just dawned on me.

Maybe that’s why my mom says I “don’t wake up” in time for going to Smile. =( Weak.

In either case, Magic: the Gathering worked out well. Planar Chaos made its debut, and I’m happier for it; not because I did well at all despite my incredibly awesome deck, but because I managed to trade for two Damnations. =D And if you don’t know what Damnation is, look it up. It’s a card that’s worth about $21-ish at the moment, although I expect the price will drop a bit over time. I’m half-tempted to sell them for the money, but something tells me that I won’t. =( Damn my sympathietic nature.

As for anime…Well, bah. I haven’t had the time, energy or money to really put an effort into it; the big reason why I have been going to FNM is because it’s been free. =B I still have the first disc of Love Hina that I’ve yet to watch, despite how good I’ve heard it is; that, along with my series of Outlaw Star and a few other things means that I still have a whole hell of a lot of catching up to do. I haven’t even played through my Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess game, or really any other game for that matter. It’s very…Frustrating, when in the school year I feel as if my school, work, and school work seem to completely consume me to the extent that I have no life left afterwards. I thoroughly enjoy the classes that I’ve gone to thus far; Mr. Kane, although making me feel as if I’m in a Roast every time I step into his class, is by far one of the more engimatic and memorable instructors I’ve ever had. Ms. J (Jenkins) remembers when I was struggling by in her class, and has been the metaphorical boot in my ass whenever I remember how I went from credit to audit. And Josh is by far the most personable teacher I’ve ever had the opportunity to sit down and speak with. My only worry is my Java class, which is entirely web-based, and taking the time to read up the chapters I need to. I need to stop procrastinating and get my ass in gear; otherwise, I’ll never be able to see the world.

..And I wasn’t lying when I said some Parmesian Chicken’s calling me. While $2.25 for a little chicken sandwich is extortion, Ninshan’s hungreh. =B Rawr. Then Geisha-time until class starts.

Once more, I’ve been really, really quiet. Unlike before, however, I have legitimate reasons. <.<;

Classes have started, officially. Actually, this would be my second “School Week”, and I’m feeling optimistic. Well, optimistic in a paranoid, worried way; but being careful > being stupid, irresponsible and lazy. i.e. “Me about a month or so ago”.

My first class of the week is the one I’m in right now; it’s an English class, and better yet it’s with my English teacher from the last English class- Mr. Kane. He kind of picks on me, but then again I tend to stifle comments about his baldness and being scared of his wife- he hasn’t shown it yet, but he will. The second’s tomorrow, with another teacher I’ve had before; and I’m pumped for that class. It’s a basic programming class that shows how to create basic programs from each computer language- C++(C-Base), Java, Visual Basic, etc. For the record, I found out which language Playstation uses; it’s C++, plus another “simile” language. Thankfully, C++ is what I had intended to focus on, anyways (I’m in a Java class, and the only other options at this stage of my life is that or Visual Basic…Sorry, Microsoft! ^-^;; ). My third class has a new instructor- Basic communications class. What I like about it is the sheer informality of the instructor- instead of ‘Mr. Pachter’, we call him…Josh. Just Josh. Hrk. x.X Not a bad thing, just not used to it. And lastly, my Java class…Which worries me thoroughly. No, seriously- it’s a web class, and giving me that much leeway on any sort of assignment is a bad idea no matter how one goes about doing it.

It doesn’t help much that I’m running on maybe six hours of sleep. No, really, that kinda impairs me- caffene or not. Money’s tight for this week, but I’m thoroughly enjoying it. <.< Er…Break’s over. Back to class! e.e To be continued.