I know, I know. I probably should've posted something, just to keep the illusion that I actually care about this site alive. Lately I've been wondering if the last couple of days really did happen, and how I am still alive. I've discovered that I can shoot energy beams out of my left hand when I clench it into a fist. I'm never going back there again.

So I'm working on a bunch of things, trying to get some cool stuff set up before the big move...stuff that in all probability will never get done. So don't expect too much content from me in the days to come. It's not like you do anyway. But in the holiday spirit, I do have two links for you today!

The first - the Sin City trailer. Forget Batman Begins. I want this. Oh MAN. The trailer alone is better than most of the movies I've seen this year. (Just to clarify, that would not include Van Helsing.)

And what better way to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ, than reminiscing the (second) greatest movie of all time and space? This one's an old classic - but I just recently stumbled onto it again, so it's new once more!

So if I don't post again, I'll see you on the other side.

"What's to-day." cried Scrooge, calling downward to a boy in Sunday clothes, who perhaps had loitered in to look about him.

"Eh." returned the boy, with all his might of wonder.

"What's to-day, my fine fellow." said Scrooge.

"To-day." replied the boy. "Why, Christmas Day, you SEECK SONAFABEESH!!!!11111"

12/25/2004 01:50:00 PM | Comments (0)

Exams have ended. Holidays have started. I'll get back into it in a few days.

By the way - does pink look good to you guys?

"What a disturbing end to that conversation."

12/21/2004 02:44:00 AM | Comments (0)

This has to be the funniest video I've seen all year.

Now back to studying!

12/17/2004 01:13:00 AM | Comments (0)

When I Saw You Again

(soundtrack)
Outtasite (Outta Mind) - Wilco

Yep, it finally happened. Annia and I went shopping for baby clothes yesterday.

...

I just wanted to give you a second to get the wrong idea. Sorry about that. Don't worry, I haven't impregnated anybody. Recently. As far as I know.

You know, I was going to punish you guys with a looooong recount of my day with Annia yesterday, but I think I'm going to keep this one to myself. So why did I even bother posting this much? Because I'm a dick.

We talked about life.
We talked about love (or in my case, lack thereof).
We talked about clothes and gifts.
We talked about things new and old.
We talked about changes.

Say it with me now, folks:

It was a good day.

You know what this is tonight? Snowing like this? On the streets of New York? It's our fairytale.

12/15/2004 02:57:00 PM | Comments (0)

Just so you know...that doesn't mean we'll be packing up anytime soon. I still don't have the time to move everything over (even though it's essentially only just one real big click and drag) and I don't know if my glass-eating internet provider will keep stable long enough for that. And I still want to get some other things done first, like making my own PHP tagboard, so I don't need to use this ad-infested, non-SQL-connecting piece of crap. (Free, courtesy of Tag-Board.com!) And I guess I would also need to learn PHP first. But up until January 1st, 2005 (the point at which I expect us to be kicked out) things should just be the same around here. Just that if you ever come to the members.rogers.com page and find that there's no The WAMBAG goodness waiting for you, do not panic. Do not sell all your possessions and wander the Earth, challenging the world's greatest fighters just to learn "the true power of the warrior." Just check the dot com.

So, back to the usual business.

Unlike most of you, I'm still stuck in the middle of exams, and so I got all that to keep me entertained. So you would think I have more than enough on my plate to keep me busy until they're done. But yet...that never really seems to be the case, does it? Thus, for absolutely no reason that I can see - aside from just having something to do other than study - I have decided to tackle one of my greatest ambitions, and cross off one of the biggest To-Do's on my perpetual To-Do List.

Regarded as possibly the absolute worst fan fiction of all time, The Misery Senshi Neo-Zero Double Blitzkrieg Debacle by Peter W. Guerin is a Sailor Moon/Daria crossover adventure that stands over 400 pages tall. During a recitation, four of his audience died of internal hemorrhaging, and the President of the Sailor Scouts Fan Fiction Council survived by gnawing one of his own legs off. Mr. Guerin is reported to have been "disappointed" by the fanfic's reception, and was about to embark on a reading of his My Little Ponies/Biker Mice from Mars epic entitled "Tirek's Rape of Z'onn Z'orr" when his own major intestine, in a desperate attempt to save life and civilization, leaped straight up through his neck and throttled his brain.

Even better is a version I found that was subjected to a Mystery Science Theatre 3000 roasting. Along with the original fanfic completely intact, the commentary makes this monster grow to insane sizes, Rita Repulsa style. The one that sits on my hard drive is 1.17 MB of pure text. That translates to 849 pages of pure fan fiction goodness. It should keep me busy for a little bit.

Oh, and here's a link - http://home.netcom.com/~mblackwl/Neo-zero.txt
Please do not attempt to read it if you do not have the time nor inclination to read a 849 page fan fiction.

(Is there a single person that's familiar with every single property or reference I made in this post? Because then that would be disturbing.)

12/15/2004 01:24:00 AM | Comments (0)

Today was a good day.

Tomorrow looks to be even better.

12/13/2004 11:09:00 PM | Comments (0)

Him Versus Her

(soundtrack)
December - Weezer

One of my favourite things to do with girls in high school was see how long I could go without talking to them or acknowledging them in anyway. I don't mean all girls, though I'm sure it seemed that way (got all the gay jokes out of your system, folks?), just girls who I was trying to get the attention of. Okay, wait, that doesn't make a lot of sense. Let me try that again.

I'm sure this is something you're all familiar with. You're attracted to a girl in some way. Not necessarily romantically, but there's a girl and she intrigues you and you get to know each other. After awhile, you start to wonder exactly where you stand in their social circle. Like, are you two really friends or are you just an acquaintance of hers? There's no way to know. Or is there?

DUN DUN DUUUUHHHHH!!!

I would avoid that person for a while and see how long it would take them to come around and talk to me. Sometimes it would happen right away. Sometimes it would take a long time, which in a way is even more gratifying because you had to gut it out and you can take pride that you didn't break. It's like winning in overtime. And sometimes they never come at all at which point you have to bite the bullet and find them and apologize for being a prick. That sucks. I know I'm not the only one who's done this. Come on, guys.

So tonight I had this staff dinner. I was half-excited because I'd get a chance to get to know all the ladies at work more. Plus, the food was free. Lately, I'd been having doubts about my chances with Adriana so I didn't know how I was going to approach this dinner. I took it on the fly. She didn't acknowledge me when I arrived and she was chatting up with one of the new guys, so I just said, "That's cool" and sat down with some of my other cashier chums. The whole night, I don't even think we made eye contact. And I was sitting next to this guy named Greg. Great.

As the night grew more and more awkward, I figured that maybe it was time to concede defeat. She's a young girl, but she played the game well. Impressive. Luckily, I had prepared myself by combining lost hope with foolish pride. A lethal concoction. She wasn't getting anything out of me.

By the end of the night (3 hours!), we hadn't said so much as a hello to each other. Finally, with everyone waiting outside for rides or smoking up and the two of us standing right across from each other, this happened:

Her: Hi.
Me: Oh, it's you.

And then we chatted up a storm for the next five minutes before her ride showed up. It was nice.

Of course, if I'd just said hi to her three hours ago and sat next to her I could have enjoyed the whole night. But for the record, she talked to me first. I win! I win! Sure, she obviously has no interest in me seeing as how she was chatting it up with a bunch of other guys and couldn't even be bothered to wave to me all night, but she broke first! I win! And yeah, I ended up hating myself at the end of the night for realizing that I was still very much attracted to her, but again, she broke first! I win! I win!

Hooray for me.

Beats me why you're runnin' a tab. I don't see fuckwit over there trynna stop us leavin', do you?
Ain't fair. Fella's passed out. There's your responsibility to your fellow man right there...
Correct me if I'm wrong, but weren't you the bloke that hit him?
Makin' me the one responsible for him.
Is this the kind of sound moral judgment you used to teach your flock?
Hell with my flock--
You took care of that earlier.
I didn't hit the son of a bitch so we could steal his beer. I hit him 'cause he called me a redneck motherfucker. Gotta be a more polite way to ask a fella to drink up at closin' time, ain't there? What we owe him for?

12/12/2004 10:31:00 PM | Comments (0)

Interesting things of interest coming up...interestingly...

- Weird game coming soon for the Nintendo DS - looks like a Smash Brothers type of deal with Dragon Ball Z, Naruto, and One Piece (I have no idea what One Piece is) characters. Interesting.

- War of the Worlds trailer. The actual trailer sucks, so don't watch it. I just linked to it because I wanted to say...Spielberg + Cruise = no possible way this movie can fail.

- Charlie and the Chocolate Factory trailer. Oh this movie will rule. And like above, Tim Burton + Johnny Depp = no possible way this movie can fail. My only hope is no more singing. The Oompa Loompas from the original freaked the hell out of me easily enough...so I'm kind of hesistant to see how Tim Burton Oompa Loompas are. And if failing is all you know and you can't view Quicktime unless you use your little brother's computer, then this link is for you.

- Batman & Robin: Forever trailer. ...huh? No? Sorry. Sure seemed like it. I have no actual interest in this movie - I just wanted to make that "Batman & Robin: Forever" joke. Joel Schumacher = I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!

- For real this time, (new?) Batman Begins trailer (right click this baby). Nothing else has got me wanting a time machine more than this. And the movie poster's out on the official site, too. But I'm too lazy to link to it. Why bother? I mean, I've already seen it.

- New Constatine trailer. I'm getting a big "meh" feeling. I'll still probably end up watching it though. And since I've never really read the comics I don't really have any fanboy objections to the fact that it's Keanu. Go me!

- It's not real yet, but it still seems pretty cool. I want to draw like an "X" on the thing and see it explode.

- This one doesn't really have anything to do with anything, but I just thought it was funny. And interesting.

12/12/2004 01:29:00 AM | Comments (0)

This is the sound of me jumping on the bandwagon

This is why I hate Newton.

12/10/2004 02:17:00 PM | Comments (0)

What I Think About You

(soundtrack)
My Friends - Red Hot Chili Peppers

William, your recent posts have inspired me to write about my appreciation for you. With the help of that nifty art pad site you put up, I finally have an outlet with which to express these feelings. This one's for you, bud.

...

Sike!

12/09/2004 11:26:00 PM | Comments (0)

Oops. Guess I lied when I said I didn't have any links.

First, my rebuttal.

Go ahead, make your own. Send yourself the finished picture to get the URL.

Here's some more. (Studying? What?) Just don't open them all at the same time. And it's probably a good idea to use the fast replay.
Uno!
Deux!
Cinq!
(I got a 60% in Grade 9 French. RHHS REPRESENT!!!)

12/09/2004 04:02:00 PM | Comments (0)

I don't know how it came back or how long it's going to stay, but I finally have a stable internet connection. Now I'm afraid to turn my back on it, lest it disappear in a mystical tunnel of dust and wind or something.

So I don't really have any links because I haven't been able to look for them. And I don't really have anything clever to say, because I kept forgetting what I wanted to post about when I came home to an internetless house. So all I have are vague detailings about my personal life. I mean, that's all you look for in a blog anyway right? HURRAY!

- Met some people yesterday. One was shorter, one was tall, and one was...like medium tall. And another was also...mediumish...but...slightly taller than the previous medium height person. And then another one later that was again also medium but still taller than the first medium height person but just a bit shorter than the second medium one. Or maybe a bit taller or maybe equal to the second medium one, I'm not too sure. But he she the person was still taller than the original short person and the first mediumish height person. ... Yeah, I'm not too good with height.

- And maybe some weird angsty pseudo poetry too, while I'm at it. *Ahem*

Seem to stop my breath. My head on your chest. Waiting to cave in. From the bottom of my. Hear your voice again. Could we dim the sun. And wonder where we've been maybe you and me. So kiss me like you did.

Yeah, I dig that daddy-o. *Snaps* (I'm onto ya game chica. Like WHITE ON RICE. (that would "white on white rice", not brown rice, by the way).)

- Don't you just hate it when your friend just flaunts around with some new goody and it just pisses you off? Like...say...for example, some new shoes, or a hot girlfriend, or...some new shoes? And it bugs the hell out of you, and it's all you can do to hold yourself back from punching him in the face...but you just don't have the guts to tell it to his squinty-eyed face? Yeah.

- You hate your keyboard player because he's black? Never had the courage to tell him so? Yeah.

- To all the people that know what I'm talking about, I feel the same way. You know who you are, and things just should or should not have happened the way they did. But you know how I feel about that, and I'm not going to change my original view despite all that happened. And to the people I did that thing with at the place with the stuff? Yeah, that was something alright. WOW. I will never forget that one. YEAH!

Hahaha, this stuff is fun. Oh man. But in all seriousness, I do have some interesting things coming up soon - some hopes, some ambitions, some aspirations, some evil plans...you know, that sort of stuff. And if all goes according to plan, then that means Yakburg will be entering a new age of goodness undreamt of by past generations of Yakburgians. And I'm keeping it vague because it's just more fun that way.

These are exciting times we live in.

12/09/2004 03:35:00 PM | Comments (0)

Look On The Bright Side

(soundtrack)
Jeremy - Pearl Jam

If there's one positive thing I can say about going to such a big school it's that it doesn't matter if you're having a bad hair day or you just look like shit in general because nobody's looking at you anyway.

Big yellow joint...Big yellow joint...I'll meet you down at the big yellow joint...

12/06/2004 10:39:00 PM | Comments (0)

Malaise, Marginality, Michelle And The Melos

(soundtrack)
Living On My Own - Queen

Hrm...

I'd just like to apologize first of all for my posts being reduced to weekly updates as opposed to the witty, slice-of-life articles that they once were. I'll do my best to change that. Now where was I? Ah, yes. By the way, this was a running journal so excuse the schizophrenia.

Hrm...

- Monday, November 29th -

It is becoming increasingly difficult to get out of bed these days. I attribute it to two things: The cold, naturally. And the fact that I seem to be in a down period with my U-mates right now. I guess everyone's busy. Or they hate me. I'm feeling self conscious.

Get on the bus. Sleep. Ooze down the subway steps. Crawl on to the train. Sleep. Major British Writers. Mostly sleep.

I won't get into the tale of the Stick of Life. Will and Jess were there. Short version: I found this really cool stick in Queen's Park last week. Walked around with it for a while hoping that it would guide me towards the true meaning of life. No luck. Returned it from whence it came.

There's this girl named Jessica in my Medieval Literature classes who I think is cute. I've been waiting for the right opportunity to try and talk to her. I had to ask her for notes a couple of times, so I had that going for me. Still, not a particularly effective way to ingratiate oneself. So I waited. Turns out this other gentleman didn't have the same patience. He looks like one of those cats who's real confident with himself. Not in that "everybody likes me" sort of way, but in that "some people like me, some people hate me, I don't care. I'm going to buy a vanilla cappuccino" way. He looked like the kind of guy that Rachel or Monica would date on Friends (not Phoebe though, she's got style). I've seen him talking to her in tutorial, then I saw them together in class today. I'm jealous. I hope that his balls fall off and roll down a sewer grate. I hate feeling like this.

Came home and watched some Arrested Development. Brilliant!

- Tuesday, November 30th -

Had my last Short Story collection class today. I was never caught up with the reading, so I didn't talk the whole term. Too bad. Seemed like a cool class. The teacher assistant was HOT. She puts the T and A in TA (I've been wanting to use that FOR-EVER). It would've been nice to impress her with an insightful comment.

Couldn't find a place to sleep (too cold outside, fear death), so I actually ended up studying in the library. Haven't been able to get the taste out of my mouth.

Somehow Michelle's phone went off in her bag the other day and left me a voicemail. Second time that's happened. That's about the only call I get from her these days. She has a new "class buddy", John. Allow me to explain. I'd managed to carve a nice little niche for myself in her life. Julius is her "old school buddy", Danny is her boyfriend and somewhere in there was room for a guy in the same courses as her. Someone who would put up with her daily complaints and who she could expect to see at the same time every week. You know, a class buddy. That was me! I suffered through Linguistics for her and I'd do it again, too! But now? I've been replaced. Disposed of.

This Chinese woman looks visibly annoyed by me as I write on the subway. Piss off, whore.

Took a nap from 1:30 to 4:45. In the morning. Ugh.

- Wednesday, December 1st -

Cold this morning. Walking through Queen's Park was nice as usual. There was a bit of sun, which really brought out the, er, shininess of the area. Beads of rain on the trees and all that. Something was going on with the cars on the street. Lots of honking. "Like music", as Jess would later note. Urban soundtrack.

Jessica isn't in Medieval Literature today. Neither is that guy. They're probably skipping class together.

Oh, wait, there she is.

Spent the rest of the day with Alexia. Just a good old fashioned "whine"-festival. Man, I was complaining about everything. We hit all the Alex Lee landmarks. My problems with trust. My problems with intimacy. My problems with women. It was like a greatest hits collection. Whoa, mixing metaphors, time to move on. To her credit, she gave as good as she got. We were supposed to study, but instead we vented for about 5 hours. It was cathartic.

- Thursday, December 2nd -

I woke up today feeling lighter. Thinking about all the stuff I told Alexia. I had that relief that comes from getting all your issues off your chest. Not only because it's nice to have someone acknowledge your problems, but because of how ridiculous they all sound once you say them out loud. Aaaaah...(that's meant to sound like I'm relaxed, not like I'm screaming. That would be, "Aaaaaah!" or "AAAAAAHH!" What? You don't care? Okay.)

Almost inevitably, I made up with Michelle. I went to meet up with her and some friends and I eventually managed to carry her away from the rest of them. Literally. She hurt her ankle, so I had to piggy back her around. I managed to find this empty room at University College and we sat and talked. I told her how I felt neglected. After calling me a girl, she told me two major things: 1) She thought John was boring. 2) She much prefers my company. Ego sufficiently stroked, I decided that all transgressions were forgiven. Besides, she let me give her a piggy back ride. I can't stay mad at her for a minute, I swear. Eventually we had to go and study with a bunch of other people, but I heard what I needed to hear. Thanks, Michelle.

- Friday, December 3rd -

Almost missed the bus this morning. Luckily, I was wearing my new Jordan Carmelo 1.5s for the first time! I hopped a couple of cars and landed on the roof. Saved myself a fare too.

Had to write a Major British Writers test. Probably failed because I was staring at my shoes for forty minutes. Time well spent, I say.

Went to lunch with Julius and Jainy for the first time in a while. At least with Jainy, who I haven't seen in about a month. They're having a lot of problems right now. I hope they don't break up because I don't want to have to choose between them...because I'd choose her. Heh heh, just kidding. I think.

I was on fire in my Medieval Literature tutorial. My best comment: We were talking about the underworld of Classical Mythology compared with the Faerie/"Other"-world of Irish mythology and this guy is talking about how in the Faerie world, people are trapped there and they aren't actually tortured. They spend their time hawking and hunting and stuff. So I say, "It's kind of like a minimum-security prison, then?" Brought the house down. I think Jessica laughed, but I was too afraid to look.

- Saturday, December 4th -

I wasn't actually going to add this day on to this already too long post, but I had to. I got a call from an old friend who I think about far more than she realizes. We talked for a long time about things good and bad. I miss her very much.

It's been a good week.

Yeh know, havin' met the Good Lord face to face, I think I can honestly say he's a bit of a prick...
Yep. Son of a bitch keeps on runnin' away from me. Still...There'll be another time for the Almighty.
Oh, aye, an' yeh're supposed to stop socializin' wi' people like me. I'm a blood-drinkin' thing that crawls in the night, an' he names me beast an' all that sort've thing, yeh know?
That a fact?
So he says knockin' around wi' beasts is against the law've God, apparently.
Well he can shove his law up his ass, if just one word of it says I can't stand by my friend.

12/04/2004 11:05:00 PM | Comments (0)

If you want to recreate how I feel every time I try to play Half-Life 2, check this website out. Trippy.

12/02/2004 10:22:00 PM | Comments (0)