| The Strain |
[02 Jul 2009|02:37pm] |
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reading the Strain
>SHIVER<
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| These are not the droids we are...wait a minute...aw crap.... |
[23 Apr 2009|01:33pm] |
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Freakin sweet! I always wanted to be ripped apart by teddy bears!
Your Result: Imperial StormtrooperGet in line! Your skill set is exactly what the Empire desires to fill it's ranks! The great news is that there are always openings and the pay & benefits are incredible. Your uniforms are practically thee definition of 'sexy' in this galaxy! The drawback is the rumors of limited vision in the uniform are true, so beware when approaching precarious precipices or engaging in battles with pesky rebels and teddy-bear-like creatures. Stairs, chairs and toddlers can be dangerous obstacles as well. |
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| LOL Mark Twain, you ROCK! |
[09 Mar 2009|04:17pm] |
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Below is a version of the "Battle Hymn of the Republic" composed by Mr Mark Twain circa 1900.
ENJOY!
Mine eyes have seen the orgy of the launching of the Sword;
He is searching out the hoardings where the stranger's wealth is stored;
He hath loosed his fateful lightnings, and with woe and death has scored;
His lust is marching on.
I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps;
They have builded him an altar in the Eastern dews and damps;
I have read his doomful mission by the dim and flaring lamps --
His night is marching on.
I have read his bandit gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:
"As ye deal with my pretensions, so with you my wrath shall deal;
Let the faithless son of Freedom crush the patriot with his heel;
Lo, Greed is marching on!"
We have legalized the strumpet and are guarding her retreat;*
Greed is seeking out commercial souls before his judgement seat;
O, be swift, ye clods, to answer him! be jubilant my feet!
Our god is marching on!
In a sordid slime harmonious Greed was born in yonder ditch,
With a longing in his bosom – and for others' goods an itch.
As Christ died to make men holy, let men die to make us rich –
Our god is marching on.
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| I love my school |
[02 Mar 2009|04:37pm] |
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So on my way out today and I got stuck behind a car with more bumperstickers than the rest of Ohio. The only reason I noticed this is because we were both stuck due to a group of kids carrying a powder blue coffin across Chester Avenue....WTF CSU.
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| DEMOCRACY BE'OCH!!!! |
[04 Nov 2008|09:01am] |
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Got up. Voted. Now I'm workin.
Didn't take as long as I feared. Only an hour and a half. There were problems of course. There were more than enough voting machines but not enough cards to insert INTO the damn things!
Kinda felt bad for the poll workers (aka the Guardians of Democracy) cause they only just opened and they were up to their eyebrows in poo.
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| test |
[31 Oct 2008|12:11pm] |
test?
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| G.I. WTF? |
[05 Jul 2008|10:49am] |
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Christopher Eccleston is in the new G.I.Joe movie....as destro..
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| My inner sci-fi fanboy squees! |
[21 Jun 2008|02:11pm] |
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for any and all who care...
ENDER'S GAME COMIC FTW!....
but its done by marvel....
BUT THE BUGGERS LOOK SWEET!
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| Shadow RUNLIKEHELL!!!!!! |
[30 May 2008|09:33am] |
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last night's game went resonably well. I did some hacking. I ran away when our boss began shooting people. Later, I decided to finaly be a brave little goblin and charged a guy while armed only with a tire iron. He mysteriously produced a glock from that extradimentional space that RPG characters store thier items and shot me. Seven HP, Seven Damage. Now, at 0 HP I'm not dead or even dying. I'm "staggered" meaning I can do nothing strenuous such as fight or run. So I took a 5' step and passed out behind a counter. Later, when we asked the Dolphin if we could use his street doc he sais "Nah, that costs money. You just need a few days rest and you'll be fine!"
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well I know someone who's not getting an X-mas card!
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| Rest in peace, Raven puppy. |
[02 May 2008|08:27pm] |
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That's my dog. Incase you were wondering. She took ill today and...well...
I keep telling myself that it was for the best and that she's not suffering any more but IT STILL FUCKIN SUCKS!
Welp...got mead and beer and I plan on having a horrible hangover in the morning. Yeah...fuckin sucks.
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[16 Feb 2008|01:03pm] |
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curse the computer and it's siren call.
I was up untill about 3:00am last night because, like a certified moron, I listened to the little voice that said "One quick game won't hurt."
One quick game lasted an hour and a half. Then it was hard as Hell to get to sleep. Friggin inner gamer......
Needless to say that I am as tired as fuck. On a lighter note, this game is fun as shit. I friggin sacked Lothlorien and killed Halidar and Celeborn (spell?) Galadriel escaped though...but then I took out the Shire! Yep. Burned down Bagend and the Green Dragon. Then Wormtounge came with Uriks to try and take over and I had to have my cave trolls pound his greasy ass flat with some uprooted trees. Tis fun, in a twisted, horribly-non-cannon sort of way.
LotR BfME 2 = Awsome.
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| so...popcorn.... |
[22 Oct 2007|05:34pm] |
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So there was popcorn in the staff room today. The bag said to put it in for four minutes...
the bag lied...
So after the flames were put out, there was lots of smoke. Lots of it. And that's how we discovered that the smoke detector in the staff room doesn't work....
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| R.I.P. Dr Vance |
[22 Oct 2007|12:45pm] |
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So...like an idiot, I watched the end of Half-Life 2: Episode 2 on youtube...
And yes....he only had one leg.
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awake
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thoughtful
dorky