January 2010
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I really am hoping that, at some point in my life, someone will “come out” to me. Just so I can ruin their big moment with lots of “That’s what she said” jokes.
“Hey man, I just really need to get this off my chest.” (TWSS) “It’s just…I have this thing for guys.” (TWSS) “Like, I think about guys all the time.” (TWSS)
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Mass Effect woes
Half-way through Virmire and I reach level 59. Unfortunately, I don’t think there’s enough game left for me to get the 200k points I’ll need to reach level 60.
And this was supposed to be my “perfect” Renegade run.
My facial hair is resistant to elemental attacks.
Fear
There is no emotion that can banish fear. There is no emotion that cannot be subverted by fear. There is no emotion that cannot become fear itself.
Happiness? Happiness seeks only to remain happy, and fears above all else that which can end it. And all happiness must end; we know this, and so we fear.
Anger? Anger makes us fear ourselves, fear the monster we can become. Anger is not a shield...
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We’d all be so lucky to wind up a punching bag and still find our crates...
– Johnny Truant
O_O
I don’t know what this is or what it’s doing in my grandmother’s fridge next to an OPEN CAN OF SPRITE, but I’m going to go with the “Moonshine elves left it there” theory.
Gayola
Apparently “gayola” is an actual word. It refers to payola (bribes) given in relation to homosexual activities. The non-Scrabble application of such a word is an intriguing idea.
“Hey Bill, want to go grab a bite to eat? My treat. I got a little gayola from the mayor’s office today.”
“Uh, you got a little what now?”
First!
First!
Though I suppose that’s highly unnecessary. Just made the switcheroo from Blogger to Tumblr because, well, apparently this is where the cool people are.