Days of Our Lives…
…O.O Yeah. A post has been a long time coming. Seriously, between trying to find a job, bullcrap from my parents and being the biggest slacker on Earth, posting has been light, at best. >.< However, it’s likely that I won’t be making a post after this in a little while. =( Mostly because my parents made an ultimatum: “Get a job, or we’re throwing you out. In the meantime, we’re taking your computer and hiding it until then.”
…Wait a minute. Stop. Rewind.
The computer was a graduation day present, first of all. I’m an adult, second of all. And third of all, I’m no longer a minor to be taking things away from. Get the picture? The things that I own- my computer, my bed, my movies, etc.- and everything that was a gift to me is mine. My property. My preciousess. And although I live under my parents’ roof, they have no right whatsoever to take my stuff without my permission. Doing so is theft. o.o;; See where this is going? ‘Cuz I’m moving on.
My birthday came and went, as did the Fourth of July (No fireworks; too much rain cancelled it). Summer is here, and fall’s almost around the corner…And damn, did it get here quickly. Pretty soon, I’ll be back in school and the holidays will be rolling in all at once (One month at a time!). Swimming pools will be closed, and I’ll be trudging through a new job (Subway is the most likely culprit; I have an interview with them this Thursday). Most of my money will be sucked into bills, while the rest will be tossed into creature comforts that I have grown to appreciate over the years. I might save up my money so I can go to Otakon, or somewhere exotic like Spain- especially since my cousin’s going there next year. Autumn…Gawd, I love Autumn. The crisp scent of fallen leaves, the cool air mingling with a cool breeze, and nearly every worthwhile holiday (Aside from Christmas. =3 But it’s close enough to be a moot point) popping up one after another. I hate winter when it’s not snowing, but Autumn is by far my most favorite season.
-Quasi-dork section. Beware!-
…Oh, and in Ogame (Read my blog and you’ll eventually figure out what that is. >.<) I’ve made the top 1,000. Granted, it doesn’t sound like much, but after getting my ass stomped in again and again after getting out of n00b protection and finally making myself the most unappealing target anyone could go after, I’ve been free of attacks for nearly a month, now. =3 Besides, 950-ish out of 4,000-some really isn’t too bad. And as for Vendetta…Well, I’m Vicecapo of an Alliance of which I’m most powerful in. I’m the cannon; the rock, the hard place. If I attack someone, you know they’re in for a world of pain. ^_^ Granted, people with mercenaries still scare me, but the fact remains that I have enough clout to prevent most people from swinging. And when that doesn’t work, I make them think I’m weaker than I really am, and attack with thousands of my minions. >=D Fly, my winged beauties! Fly!
o.o; Magic: the Gathering’s doing well, for the record. I haven’t gone last week due to a lack of funds, but for what it’s worth I’m kickin’ ass. Coldsnap sucks when it comes to drafting, even though I won because of it. =D I’ve been called “Vindictive” in my gameplay; I guess this is mostly because I tend to let my opponent bring out what he wants, and then play something that really pisses him off. Y’know, like a spell that obliterates his prized creature, or at least makes him useless. Or a spell that hurts him a lot worse than he hurt me. Yeah. Vindictive.
-Dork section over! Proceed!-
My cousins came back from Texas. To be honest, I’ve felt sort of lonely without at least Goose hanging around. Being that he’s probably my best friend and the closest cousin living with me, it isn’t so surprising that I felt a bit put-out that he was gone. Allen (Who is not “Cool” enough to merit a nickname, yet), although not so bad, doesn’t really have as much in common with me. He drinks and parties more often than not; I think most alcoholic beverages taste like shit and am not always a partyboi. But one thing’s for sure: my cousins smoked a LOT of fsckin’ pot in Texas.
Don’t misunderstand; really, they’re adults now. Even if they weren’t, it’s none of my business. If they want to drink or smoke, it’s their life choice; but to be honest, I rarely drink and I hate smoking, one way or the other. =3 ‘Nuff said.
The point I’m trying to make is this: my cousins came back, and Goose got his lip pierced. o.o; Yeah; he’s done a lot of goofy stuff in the past, but that still surprised me. What surprised me even more was Allen; he got his tongue pierced.
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…XD!!! LMFAOROFLCOPTER!!!
His “Reasoning” was that it would offer more stimulation, but that isn’t going to save him from the torrent of homosexual references I’m going to bombard him with when I see him again. Seriously, nothing against gay guys, but a guy getting his tongue pierced is probably one of the most stereotypical homosexual trends that are passed around. Hell, I told Goose to tell him this: “Okay, I’ll make a bet with you; we’ll both eat out a girl. You with your little piercing, and me going all natural. We’ll see who she enjoys more. Hell, I’ll even let you go first!“
..o.o I hope he seriously doesn’t take me up on that offer.I’m the more romantic type in either case, but even if I wasn’t, I’m out of practice. Srsly. But it was stupid of him to get a piercing in the first place, because it’ll probably be the first thing that’ll be taken out when he goes to the Navy this year! = He’s already signed up!
Granted, I could go on a bit more…But, well, I think I should wait for another day. =) I’ve covered a lot of ground here, although I still don’t think it makes up for the lack of posts I’ve done. But either way, I have a job interview coming up and it looks very promising. Pretty soon, I’ll get my computer back, get some income flowing in and finally get my parents off my ass and things will be back to normal.
..And if anyone’s wondering how I’m online right now…Well, my dad left his computer home and I’m a sneaky bastard. >=D A bientot!
