I... uh... came back from swimming and... uh...
None of you are particularly attached to cuba, are you?
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I... uh... came back from swimming and... uh...
None of you are particularly attached to cuba, are you?
I played Metal Gear Online all week. No idea why, it's so frustrating. Yet addictive.
Where did you go swimming, Phase? I've never been to Cuba. What's it like?
*sigh*
Phase is the moon.
The moon controls the tides.
The moon went swimming.
The moon is implying that he drowned Cuba.
:smallconfused:
I was linked this by a friend.
My mouth has been hanging open since I read the title. And began reading it.
The concept: The Sound of Music crossed over with Good Omens.
Yes.
The Sound of Music and Good Omens. I don't know what else to say. I honestly don't.
:smallconfused:
I know that (it wouldn't have been as amusing if I'd have been ignoring his character while asking about it, though).
I worked. A lot. Like I always do. I'm posting from work now, since I have an hour to kill.
And to be perfectly honest, as much as I missed the forums, I enjoyed not thinking about them as well.
Everyone needs a break once in a while, man.
True.
But donīt we have vacation for that? :smallconfused:
Oh.... oh.... oh....
I'm not alo-o-o-one [/REM]
@Thufrir: it'd confuse you worse if you'd seen the film. The angel as the young nun . . . Shadwell as a nun!
Shadwell!
Shadwell by name, shad very well by reputation. Fofofofofofof.
...Wait, what?
Semi-seconded there Cristo.
Except it's actually number 21.
Until Halloween gets here, and I jump straight to the top ten with an actual visual image.
MUAHAAHAAA!
AHA! That's where you fail. As an AMENite I have an endless supply of brain acid with which to earase any horrifying image I please.
Except for one horrible, horrible picture.
and my misspent time on gamefaqs.com and Nationstates general has inured me to many forms of brain attack from disturbing images.
Blech. I just toured West Virginia University, and its forensic science department is absolutely amazing. Hands down, if I go to university in North America, this is where I'll go.
But, (there's always a but) I was told by a forensics undergrad (honors student, smart person, and someone I wouldn't hesitate to ask out if I lived around here. :smallbiggrin:) that WVU is known as a party school. :smallfrown:
I'm tired of this obsession with "feelings" and sex and booze and parties because the people at my school can't think of anything better to do with their useless lives.
And now I'll just have to watch more of that crap.
Well, I want to check out University of Strathclyde at some point, and if its forensic science program is as incredible, and there's less of this nonsensical obsession with what feels good in the moment, I'll go there.
...I don't suppose we have any Strath graduates around, do we?
Psh. They're all party schools. No matter where you go, the party scene is going to be there: Western Illinois University (my alma mater)-full of drunks, Harvard-full of rich drunks, Jack Daniels School of Bartending-well, you get the picture.
It's just something you're going to have to live with. It might be easier in some places than others, but it's always going to be there.
I'm so tired. So very tired.
And naturally everyone else appears to have fun doing such things when I cannot glean even an ounce of attraction to such a thing...
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or to take arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing end them? To die: to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end... To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; for in that sleep of death what dreams may come?
Nope, dreaming doesn't help anything. Well, not alone.
"to take arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing end them". That is nobler in the mind.Quote:
Originally Posted by Player_Zero
You mean it's better to kill yourself? :smallconfused:
That's what Shakespear was on about, I'm pretty sure.
The difference is I know where the troubles start. Not in me...
Though I do have my own faults. Not gonna pretend otherwise. And certainly not gonna just say, "Oh, well that's just me."
Wait, what? You lost me there.
Maybe it's the sleep deprivation, but I'm fairly sure you took one of my comments literally. A grave mistake. I should get a disclaimer or something... 'Do not take me seriously, I am the internet.' maybe...
Heh, I do that. :smalltongue:
And... I'm not sure when to take me seriously or not. Or rather, I can't give anyone here a guidebook that tells you how to determine whether I'm being serious or not.
But just now I was being serious. The current state of society does annoy me. What's the counter for, Player_Zero? All this obsession with feelings and the current moment. It's a complete lack of foresight, and it doesn't do a damn thing to help out. That was not a subliminal question. Answer it. If I were elected dictator of the world, I'd slowly slowly slowly phase alcohol out of existence.