Thursday, July 5, 2007 7:13:22 AM
So, today went off with a decent bang, leaving Nikki kinda' exhausted.
In the morning, we set off southbound, to the Nisqually Indian tribal stands, nestled in a pair of rows across the street from the casino. Mind you, true firework shopping is nowhere near the standards of an outlet mall, but more like traversing a swap meet or a flea market. Stands sit, painted and decorated in various colours, each marked with a stand number. All in all, it makes for some interesting shopping, trying to, quite literally, get more bang for your buck.
After dinner, we set off for the Purdy Spit, a narrow route across a bridge where plenty of people shoot off everything and anything. Nikki and I started off on the beach, but soon moved onto a powerline tower due to the tide coming in. But, of course, we were somehow cursed as an Arabian/Muslem family set up shop right next to us. All prejudism aside, they were annoyingly oblivious to the dangers of fire, creating a half-arsed attempt of a fire, two feet from their fireworks, and lighting crackers and rockets right next to the whole shibang!
I can't say I was any better, trying desperately to find a spot to set up the mortar. The first shell sent the mortar straight into the drink, and the second (totally my mistake, putting the shell in upside-down) blew the mortar up and gave my butt a little warming. Thankfully, I had a preset mortar to replace the destroyed one.
The rest of the night went off just fine. While Nikki's scratched up a little from bramble and bruised from a stray rock from my drinking hand, we still managed to enjoy today.
Friday, June 22, 2007 5:12:27 AM
Nikki and I had quite an unusual coversation last night, albeit whilst she was slightly inebriated. So, I pose this question for any who wind up reading this...
If you are in a heterosexual relationship, and by some weird stroke of events you and you partner switched bodies, would you "do" you, using your partner's body? If so, what kinds of things would you do?
Of course, when this question first popped up, it wasn't focused around screwing each other with each others' bodies. It came out more like the usual "What would you do if you had my body instead of yours?", which although uncommon, more than likely has come up. But, let's face it, a lot of guys would respond immediately with "Masturbate!", as I certainly did.
Friday, June 15, 2007 3:44:32 AM
Excuse me as I attempt to post this through my DS web browser. For the time being, imagine me hunched over my DS, drinking coffee at Shari's, prodding at the touch screen, trying to type this up on the virtual keyboard.
ENJOY THE VISUAL WHILE YOU STILL CAN!
And now, onto today's post...
Twice yesterday, I was hit on by girls, yet I reacted like nothing happened. The first shot occured at Walmart, in the hair colouring aisle. All I really remember was a couple of giggly girls with a guy and some comment about my "cool hat". Nikki had to tell me later that it was one of the girls hitting on me, as I didn't even pay attention to them.
The second shot happened at a McDonald's drivethru window. "Nice hat, it goes good with your shades", the little drivethru girl said. Uh, yeah, I really need to be hit on by some chick working at a fastfood joint.
Apparently, it's that time of year where girls will try quite a bit to get a free ride. Were it not for Nikki, I'd just as soon whack off.
Oh, and as soon as I turn these damn modules in, I'll be an assistant team leader. It's pretty much the same job I've been doing with some added responsibilities. Hell, it took me long enough just to get some of the answers for the questions in the modules. At least it's a raise, as I'm horrible leadig people, let alone giving them directions.
Wednesday, May 9, 2007 6:56:00 AM
Okay, excuse me for the following rant, but I just have to get it out.
Abercrombie & Fitch, and associated chain stores, really needs to stop hiring children to work at their stores. As an auditor, these children have no sense of responsibility, worrying more about aesthetics and modeling careers than they do about their jobs. They're loud, they're obnoxious, they have horrible taste in music, they don't know how to work a stereo, and they cannot count to save their lives. If it weren't for the prices on the clothing, I'd wonder how in the world they get paid, let alone made change for a customer.
Mothers, most especially single mothers living off of welfare, totally need to learn to set bedtimes for their children. Don't look at me like I've never raised children before, as I cared for two infants when I was dating a psychotic girl who would constantly leave them in my care while she went off and did her own thing. I'm totally sick of seeing infants and toddlers out after 9pm, when they should be at home and in bed, instead of being dragged along to diners and Walmart.
And finally, my hat is not a cowboy hat. This is a cowboy hat:
This is a fedora on Harrison Ford's head:
This is a fedora on my head:
Get it right...
Okay, that made me feel better...for now.
Wednesday, May 2, 2007 8:34:43 PM
Well, now I'm starting to get things looking the way I want to, thanks to
Deathshadow toying around with the myOpera CSS code. Total props to him on this bit, as all that's left is for me to toy around with Paint.NET and making some minor CSS adjustments. It might be a while before I get things looking the way I want, but that should be fine.
If for some reason, you cannot view the entirety of this page, it's because the width is set at 1024px and I don't feel up to messing with that. 'course, now that I think about it, I'd have to make more banners to handle the other standardized widths, which I really don't feel like doing. Just be glad I'm back to posting after a little time off.
Now, if I could just get around to doing those articles for
Bastard Numbered, despite being a guest writer...
Tuesday, April 17, 2007 7:36:46 AM
Before I left for work yesterday, I got a letter from
MENSA stating that my application had been accepted and that I may join for $52 a year.
Whoop-dee-do.
Seriously, I could care less about acknowledging my intelligence. It doesn't mean anything to me really. Hell, if anything, it's kinda' bothered me to be called smart and intelligent. Ever since they tested me back in 4th grade, it's been nothing but a headache. They switched me out of a standard school and sent me to some "Highly Capable" school across town, didn't let me pick out my middle school (they sent me to one down the street from the "HiCap" grade school), and generally just made a big fuss out of it.
Honestly, it's just a matter of application. I get bored with things, despite the intelligence. I slept through Calculus and passed, for crying out loud. Just imagine what would've happened had I stayed awake.
Nikki, however, thinks I should stick with this MENSA thing, claiming that I'd actually benefit from being a member. I don't quite see how, but she's read up on it, so I'll just take her word on it.
I need to get back to working on my articles for Bastard Numbered...-_-
Saturday, March 31, 2007 7:36:13 AM
A couple of guys, who I've had encounters with through The Underdogs forums, offered me a spot as a writer (guest writer, I think) for their site,
Bastard Numbered. Basically, all I have to do is write up articles ranting, raving, or whatever about something dealing with video games. Sounds easy enough, doesn't it? Hell, I don't even have to do it on a daily basis, just a weekly one.
I still need to think about redoing the CSS for this thing, but I've got time for that. It's not like I'm getting a buttload of visitors...
Wednesday, March 28, 2007 2:17:51 AM
Well, looks like I won big at the casino last night. Went in with $50, came out with $537.50, just by playing Keno.
I've also uploaded pictures from a lil' excursion. I'm not completely happy with the look of the place, but then, it's been a few years since I've been there.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007 2:36:48 AM
I think my fiance, Nikki, is rather addicted to this Sim's: Life Stories. I'm sitting here, waiting for us to go out for dinner, then out to the casino.
More later, when I feel like posting.
Friday, March 16, 2007 2:31:52 AM
After almost 3 days, my comp is back to running order, despite missing quite a bit of things I used to have on it. I'm having to re-install and remember what all I had on it, before I went and threw in a video card that was a bit too power-hungry.
On the bright side, the power demands of the video card have been sated, and now I can mess with the 512Megs of VRAM and all that other goodness that comes with it.
Ugh...so much to do.
My Opera
