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trips down memory lane can be painful.
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mp.
like a leviathan from the past
why do i do this to myself?
it makes me crazy, in all the bad ways...
but if i go through with this thought path, an old pattern will re-emerge...
but who wants to fuck with tradition, right?
it makes me crazy, in all the bad ways...
but if i go through with this thought path, an old pattern will re-emerge...
but who wants to fuck with tradition, right?
tetris ds score...
2,399,329
968 lines
level 97
phew... my thumbs are tired!
like a whole hour of play...
Sheridan, whats your top?
968 lines
level 97
phew... my thumbs are tired!
like a whole hour of play...
Sheridan, whats your top?
pant...pant...
its so fekking hot...
its 9 in the morning and it feels like it could be 90 degrees! the weather page says its 71, but with 40% Humidity. it might rain. if it does, im gonna go out and lie down in that rain. its been this stuffy kind of hot since yesterday, it didnt get any cooler at night... FUCK.
its 9 in the morning and it feels like it could be 90 degrees! the weather page says its 71, but with 40% Humidity. it might rain. if it does, im gonna go out and lie down in that rain. its been this stuffy kind of hot since yesterday, it didnt get any cooler at night... FUCK.
NOT A DEPRESSING POST! YAY!
HEY!
The girl and I went wheatpasting tonight! super fun, got 5 things up, and her 2.
pictures.... well, pictures will be taken tomorrow, but i need to buy a cable for the camera, so it may be up to a week before you see it. hopefully not, hopefully sooner. im hopin.
rock!
-SKUMP
The girl and I went wheatpasting tonight! super fun, got 5 things up, and her 2.
pictures.... well, pictures will be taken tomorrow, but i need to buy a cable for the camera, so it may be up to a week before you see it. hopefully not, hopefully sooner. im hopin.
rock!
-SKUMP
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when does the breaking point in self assigned boredom come? when you finally are so bored, you just go "FINE! FUCK IT! ILL GO DO SOMETHING!!!"
i feel like there is nothing to do. so i pick up my DS and play some game for a while, then go on the internet, and do nothing, then rewatch some movie ive seen a thousand times, when i could be drawing, or writing, or walking around... or making friends.
when im alone here, i have the capacity to just sit around all day, not doing a damn thing. i feel terrible about it, and when the next day comes, i dont even want to get up. i feel like im wasting my life. i dont even know what i want to do with my life. im questioning pretty much everything, and yet no resolution is in sight. im in this house all day, with no new input, and i feel afraid to leave, assuring myself there is nothing to see outside.
pretty lame, huh?
yeah, im pretty dissatisfied with myself.
i feel like there is nothing to do. so i pick up my DS and play some game for a while, then go on the internet, and do nothing, then rewatch some movie ive seen a thousand times, when i could be drawing, or writing, or walking around... or making friends.
when im alone here, i have the capacity to just sit around all day, not doing a damn thing. i feel terrible about it, and when the next day comes, i dont even want to get up. i feel like im wasting my life. i dont even know what i want to do with my life. im questioning pretty much everything, and yet no resolution is in sight. im in this house all day, with no new input, and i feel afraid to leave, assuring myself there is nothing to see outside.
pretty lame, huh?
yeah, im pretty dissatisfied with myself.
DREAMS! WEIRD!
so i had a series of weird dreams last night. or maybe it was one big one, but they all surrounded the main theme of "battleships." (in the dream, everyone was calling aircraft carriers battleships... dont ask me why, but i will be reffering to them as battle cruisers)
1. Alan, Sheridan and I were hanging out in front of a large television, presumably at Sher's house. we were watching something unimportant, then a large shot of a "battle cruiser" came on, and Sheridan got all hot and bothered and made a huge deal about how cool they were, and i had to agree for whatever reason, and after a while Alan agreed too. -end part 1-
2. Im back home in Novato, talking to my dad about how i signed up to live on a "battle cruiser" starting in 2 years. but i had a knapsack over my shoulder. jump to the inside of the "battle cruiser" in its communications, or administrations, or whatever room. there was a woman behind a desk, maybe in her late 20's, and she was surrounded by videogames. mainly of the cartridge variety. but there were old gameboy games in their boxes, super nintendo, regular nintendo, genesis, 32X games, turbo graffix, basically imagine a room whose walls are literally MADE from stacks and stacks of videogames. EVERYWHERE. i asked her if these were all hers, and she replied: "well, when a whole bunch of sailors are on the sea for a long time, they accumulate a LOT of videogames." fair nuff. -end part 2-
3. I had my knapsack, mostly full of videogames, and im pretty sure i was on the "battle cruiser" but it had been made up to be some kind of video gamers paradise. there were arcades of all kinds, rollercoasters, lan parties, GAMING OF EVERY KIND. and kind of like a rad e3 kind of convention too, we all had our own dorm rooms, where a few kids stayed, and in the rooms they had some sort of system set up where 2 kids could compete, much like NickArcade... old weird games where you try to get the best score as quick as possible. well, i put my stuff down, and went outside to play, but failed to do ANYTHING fun. i was surrounded by it, but i could not fundamentally have fun. it was bizarre and frustrating. then i was around some booth or whatever, when i noticed Steven Tyler from Aerosmith a short distance away, looking at me. i hid my face and tried to avoid him, thinking to myself, "oh god, thats steven tyler, i hope he doesnt notice me..." so i walk away a bit, and some change falls out of my pocket. as im picking it up, Steven Tyler is there, helping me pick it up. there is some canadian change in there too, some one dollar and two dollar coins, AND a lame rounded-edge ninja-star shaped POG slammer. it had an engraving of a skull with a bandana saying some lame MEATHOOK phrase like "Ride with the devil, jesus!!!" or some shit like that, and he noticed the canadian change and said "those coins probably wont do you any good here, man." and to that i replied, kinda sheepishly, and not really wanting to be there, "heyyyy... youre, that Aerosmith guy, right?" "yeah." -end dream sequence-
and then i woke up.
weird, huh?
1. Alan, Sheridan and I were hanging out in front of a large television, presumably at Sher's house. we were watching something unimportant, then a large shot of a "battle cruiser" came on, and Sheridan got all hot and bothered and made a huge deal about how cool they were, and i had to agree for whatever reason, and after a while Alan agreed too. -end part 1-
2. Im back home in Novato, talking to my dad about how i signed up to live on a "battle cruiser" starting in 2 years. but i had a knapsack over my shoulder. jump to the inside of the "battle cruiser" in its communications, or administrations, or whatever room. there was a woman behind a desk, maybe in her late 20's, and she was surrounded by videogames. mainly of the cartridge variety. but there were old gameboy games in their boxes, super nintendo, regular nintendo, genesis, 32X games, turbo graffix, basically imagine a room whose walls are literally MADE from stacks and stacks of videogames. EVERYWHERE. i asked her if these were all hers, and she replied: "well, when a whole bunch of sailors are on the sea for a long time, they accumulate a LOT of videogames." fair nuff. -end part 2-
3. I had my knapsack, mostly full of videogames, and im pretty sure i was on the "battle cruiser" but it had been made up to be some kind of video gamers paradise. there were arcades of all kinds, rollercoasters, lan parties, GAMING OF EVERY KIND. and kind of like a rad e3 kind of convention too, we all had our own dorm rooms, where a few kids stayed, and in the rooms they had some sort of system set up where 2 kids could compete, much like NickArcade... old weird games where you try to get the best score as quick as possible. well, i put my stuff down, and went outside to play, but failed to do ANYTHING fun. i was surrounded by it, but i could not fundamentally have fun. it was bizarre and frustrating. then i was around some booth or whatever, when i noticed Steven Tyler from Aerosmith a short distance away, looking at me. i hid my face and tried to avoid him, thinking to myself, "oh god, thats steven tyler, i hope he doesnt notice me..." so i walk away a bit, and some change falls out of my pocket. as im picking it up, Steven Tyler is there, helping me pick it up. there is some canadian change in there too, some one dollar and two dollar coins, AND a lame rounded-edge ninja-star shaped POG slammer. it had an engraving of a skull with a bandana saying some lame MEATHOOK phrase like "Ride with the devil, jesus!!!" or some shit like that, and he noticed the canadian change and said "those coins probably wont do you any good here, man." and to that i replied, kinda sheepishly, and not really wanting to be there, "heyyyy... youre, that Aerosmith guy, right?" "yeah." -end dream sequence-
and then i woke up.
weird, huh?
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silent hill.
past, present, future; in numbers
no matter how i add it all up in my head, the numbers dont work.
happiness doesnt appear.
maybe im supposed to be multiplying, not adding. or long devision?
im gonna keep at it.
happiness doesnt appear.
maybe im supposed to be multiplying, not adding. or long devision?
im gonna keep at it.