SUNDAY NIGHT

Well god, nothing new under the sun here, leastways not since friday. There were angry thoughts earlier, but they are gone now. Leave a message.

Happy Thanksgiving, ye scurvies!

I finally tore a copy of World of Warcraft form a dead Korean's icy cold clutches. Anyway, I have nothing new to write about, so I'll entertain you with some profound thoughts from my old xanga:

This Gem is from October the 7th, 2004:

God fucking dammit, I've got the beginning of school sickness. It's like withdrawl from vacation or something. Coughing, sneezing, and other such stupid shit. Anyway, this one's about music. As you can tell, I have the best musical taste under the sun, and I should be the sole judge on what is good and what isn't. But what pisses me off more than people who like shitty music (I.E. KORN and Limp Bizkit and any Rap or Hip-Hop, EMO, etc) are stupid people who hate good music. Even though Teo's made some foolish remarks on this subject, I forgive him because at least you can call what he listens to music. Anyway, this is getting lengthy and boring, so we can change the subject.

Ok, we can't change the subject because I'm too sick to think of anything else. So anyway, I was playing counterstrike yesterday and I was asking if anyone listened to AC/DC and this one stupid asshole said "AC/DC is for queers" in the gayest voice imaginable. I yelled him out of the game, I did, but the point remains: some people are too stupid to be allowed to choose their music. Anyway, this update was a filler update, no real substance or quality, but at least I admit it *cough teo, elan cough*

Waitaminit, I just thought of something. Fuck, I forgot it.

A guy in Romania cut off his penis thinking it was a chicken neck, and his dog ran up and ate it.

Oh fuck, I remembered what I was gonna say: I talk to a lot of people younger than me, and I ask them "what kind of music are you into" and they invariably reply: "rock". If that isn't the most vague fucking thing you can say, then I don't know what is. Then I ask, "what bands in particular" and they go ahead and spew a thousand gay-sounding names and when I actually have the time to check them out I think to myself, "Oi! This isn't rock! this is pop trash! I've been cheated!" So the next time anyone says that they like "rock" and go ahead to list non-rock bands, I'm gonna sock them in the kidneys.

GGGRAGHASK

Those damned Koreans bought up all the copies and now I have to wait for thursday!!

WOW it's Wow!

YAYA It COMES OUT TOMMOROW!!!

Anyway, only 3 days this week, always a plus. I think I'm gonna write the rest of this in my patended Dwarven Dialect: So, what else can Ae wraete about? Th' Doors es th' latest band o' note. Hrm..... Ye're all a bunch o' lelly-levered sods! Go soak yer beards! HAR HAR, what fun!

I hate people who:

Say Elvis was a sell-out and a corporate machine. I can't prove he wasn't, but that brings me to another point: I hate people who expect me to back up every argument that I make. I'd give specific examples, but you dont deserve them. Ha ha, just jimming (the contrarian's alternative to "joshing"). Anyway, since this is turning into a full-fledged rant, I also hate people who say the godfather is better than Return of the King. Albeit, I've never seen the Godfather, but if you think that matters, read above, you sod. It's an old crusty movie, so get over it and get with the times.

Congrats on what would have been our 6-month anniversary

think I need congradulating on not having written one sappy poem song lyric, or livejournal post since the breakup, and being absent that wednesday was more a matter of convenience than anything else; I hadn't done my homework. Anyway, dont you just love when you root around in a storage space and find neat junk from your past? I do too. There was something good I was gonna talk about, but all the dust in my lungs is interfering with my thought.

I hate being sick

There it is, no more to say about it. Anyway, it seems like the online community hans't had anything good for a while, and I'm not about to break that running streak! The internet makes you stupid, as they say, and as far as I am concerned, they are right. Just look at the hardcore gaming community, and you'll see rotting brains. BRAINS!!!! I'm so sick I dont make sense! AHAHA! You'll still read this!! AHAHAHAHAH!

WOW its WoW!

World of Warcraft beta is here! YAYAYAYAY! Anyway, I did promise something about regular updates, so here are some song lyrics (HAH ANDREW)

There was a friend of mine on murder
And the judge's gavel fell
Jury found him guilty
Gave him sixteen years in hell
He said "I ain't spending my life here
I ain't living alone
Ain't breaking no rocks on the chain gang
I'm breakin' out and headin' home"

Gonna make a jailbreak
And I'm lookin' towards the sky
I'm gonna make a jailbreak
Oh, how I wish that I could fly

All in the name of liberty
All in the name of liberty
Got to be free

Jailbreak, let me out of here
Jailbreak, sixteen years ah
Jailbreak, had more than I can take
Jailbreak, yeah

He said he'd seen his lady being fooled with
By another man
She was down and he was up
Had a gun in his hand
Bullets started flying everywhere
And people started to scream
Big man lying on the ground
With a hole in his body
Where his life had been

But it was all in the name of liberty
All in the name of liberty
I got to be free

Jailbreak, jailbreak
I got to break out
Out of here

Heartbeats, they were racin'
Freedom, he was chasin'
Spotlights, sirens, rifles firing
But he made it out
With a bullet in his back

Jailbreak, jailbreak
Jailbreak, jailbreak
Jailbreak, jailbreak
Jailbreak, jailbreak
Jailbreak, jailbreak

Why I love me:

Hurrah for my timely bounce-back. Anyway, you can expect the same deprived, angry, unfounded observations you were used to, and song lyrics. Regular updates too.

Why I hate women:

Well everyone has been glad to offer me their two-bit advice, now that I have been left. Every time I turn around, its "there are more fish in the sea" this and "Get over it, dude" that. Not that the concern isn't appreciated, but you get the idea. Anyway, JP was the one to add the most crucial advice: "Don't tell the woman that you love them; as soon as you do, the interest goes". I didn't believe him at first, the very idea seemed so preposterous. I was reading AMNewYork this morning, and as I was scanning through the pages, a dating tips article stuck out among the half-developed opinion articles. The number one item on the list was : "Wait at least 3 months. A guy who says 'I love you' when the relationship is less than 3 months old might-as-well say, 'You know what I love? Being a chump. An unattractive, desparate chump that you will never want to have sex with again'." Anyway, I guess if two people said it, it has to be true. The point? Love is but a game to women, and guys who don't want to play get fucked over. Or sometimes they cheat (HILARIOUS ANALOGY/DOUBLE ENTENDRE).

I hate society.

Another day, another... shitty day

Well things are still unwell in my head, and well goddammit. I'm starting to get pissed off.... Maybe there is a GED in my future....

The shocking aftermath:

Well Bush won, and fair and square. It just shows that some people just can't decide things for themselves. Anyway, enough about that, lets talk about the other aftermath: I'm just emotionally spent. I daresay that I will get out of this slump, and soon. So without further ado, the end of this update.

More News:

No, I was wrong, I'm not even close to over her. This sucks major balls. I really hope I wake up tommorow and find out it was all a joke.

News Flash:

I'm already mostly over it. Anyone who knows me can tell you that I dont get sad. Secondly, enough of this "don't be a druggie, Eli" business. I'm not going to be any more than I already am, and there isn't a goddam thing anyone can do to stop me at this point.

Worst day ever?

Well it's finally happened, Sylvia broke up with me; before I continue, I just want to say that if anyone makes any snide remark (excepting Elan, because I was a dick) Not only will I never speak to you again, I will beat you half to death. Getting on with it, I don't know how I feel, but it's bad. Very bad. Anyway, here comes a long period of violent mysogyny and drug abuse.