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Sometimes comedic spoof is appropriate. Like when going on a longwinded rant on the ins and outs, perils and evils of the music industry, it's appropriate to throw in quotes from Wayne's World or Empire Records. Or even Airheads.
Sometimes I get in the mood to listen to blatantly crappy music. The Pixies are one good example of a band which has a single great song, and that song's greatness is largely because of its presence on the Fight Club soundtrack. And when you listen to it without the Fight Club visuals, it lacks in its real impact and flair.
Today I went riding today. I usually wear a helmet to prevent my brains from splashing out, should my bike collide with a rock, and I fly off, my head colliding with a second rock. One of my political science professors flew off his bike one time. His helmet broke in 3 pieces, but he was still alive. Do not mess with the rocks or the potholes my friend. They will eat you alive.
Speaking of being eaten alive, it's mosquito season. My childhood plague of bite infection will not return, because I became immune to the entreaties of mosquitos once I hit puberty. It's unfortunate that I now have a deathly phobia of camel crickets. While seemingly unrelated, I think this was the price I paid. I just do.
Do not a ever buy an nVidia video card. Stick to the ATI Radeons despite what people say about their chipsets or their flair for ceasing to work after a year and a day, i.e. a day after their warranty has expired. I'd rather purchase a new Radeon every year than deal with the hassle my nVidia has caused me. Several hours off and on of tweaking my desktop controls and Warcraft video settings just so I can see a dwarf named after a vegetable hit things with a big hammer.
My girlfriend is pretty awesome. I think she has superpowers, but I'm not entirely sure. One thing is sure, her ability to be patient beyond the normal human limits is handy for her, since I happen to be one of the most retarded and annoying people on the planet. I am not taking my chances by testing her limits further, but she might be able to fly or move objects with her mind.
One thing's for sure, I can still teleport, and she can't.
She seems to have a lot of nice friends who may or may not be into red blooded manly manly men, so with your approval, we may find someone to feed the fires of John, John. John Gregory.
Poot.
Sometimes I get in the mood to listen to blatantly crappy music. The Pixies are one good example of a band which has a single great song, and that song's greatness is largely because of its presence on the Fight Club soundtrack. And when you listen to it without the Fight Club visuals, it lacks in its real impact and flair.
Today I went riding today. I usually wear a helmet to prevent my brains from splashing out, should my bike collide with a rock, and I fly off, my head colliding with a second rock. One of my political science professors flew off his bike one time. His helmet broke in 3 pieces, but he was still alive. Do not mess with the rocks or the potholes my friend. They will eat you alive.
Speaking of being eaten alive, it's mosquito season. My childhood plague of bite infection will not return, because I became immune to the entreaties of mosquitos once I hit puberty. It's unfortunate that I now have a deathly phobia of camel crickets. While seemingly unrelated, I think this was the price I paid. I just do.
Do not a ever buy an nVidia video card. Stick to the ATI Radeons despite what people say about their chipsets or their flair for ceasing to work after a year and a day, i.e. a day after their warranty has expired. I'd rather purchase a new Radeon every year than deal with the hassle my nVidia has caused me. Several hours off and on of tweaking my desktop controls and Warcraft video settings just so I can see a dwarf named after a vegetable hit things with a big hammer.
My girlfriend is pretty awesome. I think she has superpowers, but I'm not entirely sure. One thing is sure, her ability to be patient beyond the normal human limits is handy for her, since I happen to be one of the most retarded and annoying people on the planet. I am not taking my chances by testing her limits further, but she might be able to fly or move objects with her mind.
One thing's for sure, I can still teleport, and she can't.
She seems to have a lot of nice friends who may or may not be into red blooded manly manly men, so with your approval, we may find someone to feed the fires of John, John. John Gregory.
Poot.
Nathan Prime 18:33
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