August thoughts, DoC, and In My Pants

A friend's wife--and very dear aquaintance of mine--is in the hospital tonight after a car accident. (FTR, I hate getting an email that just says "car accident" and I have no idea who it is about, and an frantically scrambling to open it so I can read the text.) She is expected to be all right, but the severity was initially shocking. All good vibes, please!

Okay, okay, I have to admit it: it's cold tonight. I'm wearing my long pajama bottoms. It was dark at 7:45 when I took the dogs out.

How did this happen? How did summer get away from me? Well in retrospect, it's kind of easy to see how it got away. I was so sad for much of it, and the rest of the time, trying to squeeze so much in that I guess the times I wasn't being sad just flew by. I did so much this summer, yet I still feel like I should have done more, gone swimming more, gone to the ocean at least once, gone surfing, had more parties or something. I mean, there's always the concert next week, but it's not going to feel like a summer thing, though.

Last year on the 25th I posted a little "Kingdom Of Summer" pic spam. I might do that again, but maybe I'll wait until after next weekend--after the concert (if I can manage to sneak my camera in; god help me, I'm thinking about stuffing it into the front of my pants...) and after what I hope will be the last big get-together of the season. Yesterday I saw some yellow leaves fall, and in the afternoon, I felt that first cool breeze beneath the blaze of the sun. Today it rained a bitch, which it hasn't done in about a month. I love autumn. But it's always so hard for me to let go of summer.

Okay, so gameplay in Dirge of Cerberus is getting juuuust a little repetitive. I'm starting to get frustrated with the endless, similarly styled hallways and random DG guys jumping out so that I can pop a cap in them. I start to look forward to the boss battles, because at least it'll be something different, even if it's frustrating. I just finished "Empire in Ruins" which I played on and off all night since around 8. At first it was neat seeing all the same places from FFVII, and then it all just started to look alike and I started to lose concentration. The boss battle frustrated me a little because of the camera angles, but yet it actually wasn't too difficult. And the FMV that came after it was fully hot. Chaos is fully hot, okay; I totally admit that. I even like the random headgear.

I'm not in love with the voice acting for the most part. I might have mentioned already that I'm not wild about Vincent's voice, but I absolutely crack up whenever Hojo speaks. He sounds like he's going through puberty, and that mad cackle is like something out of MST3K, except here the humor is unintentional. And Lucrecia is just a whiney beeotch.

Okay, hey, guess what? I'm bored; time for one of my favorite memes; the In My Pants meme! Open iTunes or WMP or jukebox or whatever your favorite player is. Select "shuffle" or "random" and pick the first twenty song titles. Add the phrase "in my pants" to them.

I'll be skipping the ones in mine that aren't in English.

1 - (Nothing But) Flowers in my pants (I guess that's not as bad as it could be...)
2 - Fresh Tendrils in my pants (Oh god help me.)
3 - Stir It Up in my pants (I think I got this one last time, too!)
4 - Clint Eastwood in my pants (He felt lucky.)
5 - A Beautiful Lie in my pants (But I'm a girl! Honestly!)
6 - A Modern Myth in my pants (Isn't FFVII kind of a modern myth?)
7 - Amazing Grace in my pants (True; it's not clumsy at all.)
8 - Battle of One in my pants (Tch!)
9 - Native Mambo in my pants (Hey, where's that music coming from?)
10 - Capricorn in my pants ( ^_^;; )
11 - Shock Of The Mighty in my pants (That's right, GOD is in there!)
12 - Get Busy in my pants (Well... get going!)
13 - I Feel Love in my pants (Is that what that is?)
14 - Bittersweet Symphony in my pants (Feel the rhythm!)
15 - Praying For A Riot in my pants (Ready the pepper spray!)
16 - The Captain in my pants (Oh, hi Jack!)
17 - The Kill in my pants (Be careful there...)
18 - Where the WIld Roses Grow in my pants (Right. Because there's nothing but flowers.)
19 - Ask DNA in my pants (Go on, just ask.)
20 - Revolution in my pants (It's time.)

Huh, should I continue on with Dirge of Cerberus tonight, or should I go the hell to bed? I don't have to get up until 9:30 tomorrow, for Kung Fu. But honestly, bed sounds pretty decent.

August thoughts, DoC, and In My Pants

A friend's wife--and very dear aquaintance of mine--is in the hospital tonight after a car accident. (FTR, I hate getting an email that just says "car accident" and I have no idea who it is about, and an frantically scrambling to open it so I can read the text.) She is expected to be all right, but the severity was initially shocking. All good vibes, please!

Okay, okay, I have to admit it: it's cold tonight. I'm wearing my long pajama bottoms. It was dark at 7:45 when I took the dogs out.

How did this happen? How did summer get away from me? Well in retrospect, it's kind of easy to see how it got away. I was so sad for much of it, and the rest of the time, trying to squeeze so much in that I guess the times I wasn't being sad just flew by. I did so much this summer, yet I still feel like I should have done more, gone swimming more, gone to the ocean at least once, gone surfing, had more parties or something. I mean, there's always the concert next week, but it's not going to feel like a summer thing, though.

Last year on the 25th I posted a little "Kingdom Of Summer" pic spam. I might do that again, but maybe I'll wait until after next weekend--after the concert (if I can manage to sneak my camera in; god help me, I'm thinking about stuffing it into the front of my pants...) and after what I hope will be the last big get-together of the season. Yesterday I saw some yellow leaves fall, and in the afternoon, I felt that first cool breeze beneath the blaze of the sun. Today it rained a bitch, which it hasn't done in about a month. I love autumn. But it's always so hard for me to let go of summer.

Okay, so gameplay in Dirge of Cerberus is getting juuuust a little repetitive. I'm starting to get frustrated with the endless, similarly styled hallways and random DG guys jumping out so that I can pop a cap in them. I start to look forward to the boss battles, because at least it'll be something different, even if it's frustrating. I just finished "Empire in Ruins" which I played on and off all night since around 8. At first it was neat seeing all the same places from FFVII, and then it all just started to look alike and I started to lose concentration. The boss battle frustrated me a little because of the camera angles, but yet it actually wasn't too difficult. And the FMV that came after it was fully hot. Chaos is fully hot, okay; I totally admit that. I even like the random headgear.

I'm not in love with the voice acting for the most part. I might have mentioned already that I'm not wild about Vincent's voice, but I absolutely crack up whenever Hojo speaks. He sounds like he's going through puberty, and that mad cackle is like something out of MST3K, except here the humor is unintentional. And Lucrecia is just a whiney beeotch.

Okay, hey, guess what? I'm bored; time for one of my favorite memes; the In My Pants meme! Open iTunes or WMP or jukebox or whatever your favorite player is. Select "shuffle" or "random" and pick the first twenty song titles. Add the phrase "in my pants" to them.

I'll be skipping the ones in mine that aren't in English.

1 - (Nothing But) Flowers in my pants (I guess that's not as bad as it could be...)
2 - Fresh Tendrils in my pants (Oh god help me.)
3 - Stir It Up in my pants (I think I got this one last time, too!)
4 - Clint Eastwood in my pants (He felt lucky.)
5 - A Beautiful Lie in my pants (But I'm a girl! Honestly!)
6 - A Modern Myth in my pants (Isn't FFVII kind of a modern myth?)
7 - Amazing Grace in my pants (True; it's not clumsy at all.)
8 - Battle of One in my pants (Tch!)
9 - Native Mambo in my pants (Hey, where's that music coming from?)
10 - Capricorn in my pants ( ^_^;; )
11 - Shock Of The Mighty in my pants (That's right, GOD is in there!)
12 - Get Busy in my pants (Well... get going!)
13 - I Feel Love in my pants (Is that what that is?)
14 - Bittersweet Symphony in my pants (Feel the rhythm!)
15 - Praying For A Riot in my pants (Ready the pepper spray!)
16 - The Captain in my pants (Oh, hi Jack!)
17 - The Kill in my pants (Be careful there...)
18 - Where the WIld Roses Grow in my pants (Right. Because there's nothing but flowers.)
19 - Ask DNA in my pants (Go on, just ask.)
20 - Revolution in my pants (It's time.)

Huh, should I continue on with Dirge of Cerberus tonight, or should I go the hell to bed? I don't have to get up until 9:30 tomorrow, for Kung Fu. But honestly, bed sounds pretty decent.

Winter Rose merits an entire entry today

As a few of you know, I'm totally fascinated by the spineless, greedy, dumb ninny faire_damsel and I read her journal every few days. I usually read it to get some giggles, and, let's be honest here, she really is a boost of self-seteem. We all have our moments where we're weak or stupid--all of us--but when you see someone who is like that all the damn time, it sort of makes you feel better about yourself. "God, I was very selfish just then when I bought myself a candy bar and didn't get one for my friend, then ate it before she saw it... But at least I'm not Winter Rose!"

And I've also mentioned that once in a while, she's not so funny and she outright galls me just about to death, like with her co-opting and watering down of various races and customs, her asinine generalizations ("All Celtic People Have Bad Tempers LOLOLOLZZ!!!"), her "my grandmother was a Cherokee Princess" nonsense and her dim, outdated, insulting view of women. ("Chickery": The Use Of Feminine Wiles {Such As Tears} Against Men For Deceptive Or Manipulative Purposes. Uhh, Rose, most women are not weak, cowardly, whiney lunkheads such as yourself.)

However, nothing beats this. The gist, except without the ridiculous capital letters everywhere:

Wahhh! My health care is expensive and I really want to go to Ireland soooo badly! But the trip is not for me, it's for my husband! All of you are such suckers good, wonderful, ~~Faaerryiiee~~ people, if you all gave simply gave us your hard-earned cash (or, in the case of most of you, the money you whined at your parents for that you were going to spend at Hot Topic,) I would totally be able to give this gift to my husband!

In return, I will light a candle for you, and then make an ass of myself in your name once we get to Ireland.

Here are some things for you to consider: WAAHHH! I'm sick! Tristan works hard to give me shiney pink things! ILLNESS! SACRIFICE! DREAM! GENEROUSITY! BEG, PLEA, REMEMBER I HAVE BILLS TO PAY BECAUSE I AM SICK, UNLIKE THE REST OF YOU WHO HAVE NO PROBLEMS WHATSOEVER!

Donate generously!

[paypal link]

The sad part is that a lot of these kids actually will get the money from their parents to send to her, so that she will continue to tell them how pretty they are whenever they post a picture, or tell them that they are good writers or artists when they post their "Tonite I reveled with FAERRIIYEES" nonsense in their LJs.

The crazy thing is, begging and making an ass of oneself works. I wonder what would happen if everyone who could afford high speed internet gave up on their pride and decided to beg for cash. Hmm, maybe I should forego my own dignity and give it a try myself. Let's see.

Hey all! I've worked like SOOOOO hard this summer. I rehabilitate wildlife out of my own pocket, which isn't cheap, plus I work two and sometimes three jobs. My health insurance spiked a few months ago so I had to drop it in favor of new insurance, which is actually still pretty damned expensive. Gas prices are also way up and I live on such a LOOOOOOONG Island, everywhere I work or dance or train is so far away from me that I'm filling my tank like every other week! And see, I'd REALLY like to go back to Hawai'i. Oh, it wouldn't be for my OWN benefit, but to learn! And then I would share with you my wonderful knowledge! I promise that once I get to Hawai'i, I will dance around Kilauea like a moron, testing Pele's patience and I will say each of your names to her! Never mind that I've got a nice apartment with three dogs, high speed internet. I want YOUR money so that I can spend my own on other stuff, like games and the concert I want to go see next week. I'd rather not give to charity--i'd much rather receive it! So PLS SEND ME DOUGH!

Huh. Maybe I'm not sincere enough?

Winter Rose merits an entire entry today

As a few of you know, I'm totally fascinated by the spineless, greedy, dumb ninny faire_damsel and I read her journal every few days. I usually read it to get some giggles, and, let's be honest here, she really is a boost of self-seteem. We all have our moments where we're weak or stupid--all of us--but when you see someone who is like that all the damn time, it sort of makes you feel better about yourself. "God, I was very selfish just then when I bought myself a candy bar and didn't get one for my friend, then ate it before she saw it... But at least I'm not Winter Rose!"

And I've also mentioned that once in a while, she's not so funny and she outright galls me just about to death, like with her co-opting and watering down of various races and customs, her asinine generalizations ("All Celtic People Have Bad Tempers LOLOLOLZZ!!!"), her "my grandmother was a Cherokee Princess" nonsense and her dim, outdated, insulting view of women. ("Chickery": The Use Of Feminine Wiles {Such As Tears} Against Men For Deceptive Or Manipulative Purposes. Uhh, Rose, most women are not weak, cowardly, whiney lunkheads such as yourself.)

However, nothing beats this. The gist, except without the ridiculous capital letters everywhere:

Wahhh! My health care is expensive and I really want to go to Ireland soooo badly! But the trip is not for me, it's for my husband! All of you are such suckers good, wonderful, ~~Faaerryiiee~~ people, if you all gave simply gave us your hard-earned cash (or, in the case of most of you, the money you whined at your parents for that you were going to spend at Hot Topic,) I would totally be able to give this gift to my husband!

In return, I will light a candle for you, and then make an ass of myself in your name once we get to Ireland.

Here are some things for you to consider: WAAHHH! I'm sick! Tristan works hard to give me shiney pink things! ILLNESS! SACRIFICE! DREAM! GENEROUSITY! BEG, PLEA, REMEMBER I HAVE BILLS TO PAY BECAUSE I AM SICK, UNLIKE THE REST OF YOU WHO HAVE NO PROBLEMS WHATSOEVER!

Donate generously!

[paypal link]

The sad part is that a lot of these kids actually will get the money from their parents to send to her, so that she will continue to tell them how pretty they are whenever they post a picture, or tell them that they are good writers or artists when they post their "Tonite I reveled with FAERRIIYEES" nonsense in their LJs.

The crazy thing is, begging and making an ass of oneself works. I wonder what would happen if everyone who could afford high speed internet gave up on their pride and decided to beg for cash. Hmm, maybe I should forego my own dignity and give it a try myself. Let's see.

Hey all! I've worked like SOOOOO hard this summer. I rehabilitate wildlife out of my own pocket, which isn't cheap, plus I work two and sometimes three jobs. My health insurance spiked a few months ago so I had to drop it in favor of new insurance, which is actually still pretty damned expensive. Gas prices are also way up and I live on such a LOOOOOOONG Island, everywhere I work or dance or train is so far away from me that I'm filling my tank like every other week! And see, I'd REALLY like to go back to Hawai'i. Oh, it wouldn't be for my OWN benefit, but to learn! And then I would share with you my wonderful knowledge! I promise that once I get to Hawai'i, I will dance around Kilauea like a moron, testing Pele's patience and I will say each of your names to her! Never mind that I've got a nice apartment with three dogs, high speed internet. I want YOUR money so that I can spend my own on other stuff, like games and the concert I want to go see next week. I'd rather not give to charity--i'd much rather receive it! So PLS SEND ME DOUGH!

Huh. Maybe I'm not sincere enough?

OMGz FAMOUS! ;D

( Look! Our Hula group made the newspaper! )

Okee, so they spelled "Wahine" wrong, and that gave me a moment of "GAHH!" but really it's no big deal. And it should be Na Wahine O Ka Mokupuni Lo'ihi," but whatever.

That's pretty neat, isn't it? I like the little "Soul Motion" title they gave the blurb. "Sometimes I doubt your commitment to Sparkle Soul Motion!" Heee.

OMGz FAMOUS! ;D

( Look! Our Hula group made the newspaper! )

Okee, so they spelled "Wahine" wrong, and that gave me a moment of "GAHH!" but really it's no big deal. And it should be Na Wahine O Ka Mokupuni Lo'ihi," but whatever.

That's pretty neat, isn't it? I like the little "Soul Motion" title they gave the blurb. "Sometimes I doubt your commitment to Sparkle Soul Motion!" Heee.