Soul Calibur 3's lookin super badass. Create a character mode, new quest mode, three new characters and you can TRAIN an AI counterpart... shit... i peed myself a little.
I play so few video games these days that it's so very rare that a game gets me going like this... cant wait, cant wait, cant wait...
God, i love fighting games.
Ol' Sammy Boy's a member of Columbia House nowmy recommendationand he bought Harold And Kumar Go To White Castle... I saw it when it hit DVD and loved iti didnt buy it, though, i'm not much of a Comedy fan.
I borrowed it from Sammy and have watched it about 4 times... it's the funniest movie ever... its not a simple stoner sex comedy, it actually has a little depth...
and the best use of Neil Patrick Harris ever.
And the funniest thing Jamie Kennedy has ever done.
And Chris Meloni.
And boobs.
I finally got a new capture card, a breakbox, and a full (unpirated) editing programme. Ran me about 400, but worth it so far!
By Worth It So Far i mean... like... i havent installed the software or the hardware... and the box i'm keepin em in hasnt caught on fire or crashed...So...Spiffy!
I've decided to smoke myself out. I find it damn near impossible to stay sobre when there's product in the house.
That's how little self-control i have.
i'll be sitting there, doing nothing, and i'll think...Wow...This'll be funner if i was high.
So i get high.
And it's a lot funner.
Or, more fun, rather. Whatever.
And that's an hour or so of pure smiles and such.
But, maybe being a leach is the way for me. It'll save me money and brain cellsbut... sometimes i need some Me Time. Some Stoned Me Time.
And leaches dont get that.
More pondering on that later.
Alcohol i can take or leave. I'm not a big drinkerdrinking is oddly pointless to me. I mean... i like feeling very relaxed and shit, but alcohol (all alcohol 'cept pussy drinks and shitmy specialty) tastes like ass.
And, whilst drinking, if you cross a line, it's hell. Vomiting, hangovers and such.
I find drinking overrated.
Sometimes i feel like i was born in the wrong decade. The sixties are for me. I think that would have been the perfect decade for me... but, whatever. I'm here now, might as well make the best of it, right?
Boop.
I play so few video games these days that it's so very rare that a game gets me going like this... cant wait, cant wait, cant wait...
God, i love fighting games.
Ol' Sammy Boy's a member of Columbia House nowmy recommendationand he bought Harold And Kumar Go To White Castle... I saw it when it hit DVD and loved iti didnt buy it, though, i'm not much of a Comedy fan.
I borrowed it from Sammy and have watched it about 4 times... it's the funniest movie ever... its not a simple stoner sex comedy, it actually has a little depth...
and the best use of Neil Patrick Harris ever.
And the funniest thing Jamie Kennedy has ever done.
And Chris Meloni.
And boobs.
I finally got a new capture card, a breakbox, and a full (unpirated) editing programme. Ran me about 400, but worth it so far!
By Worth It So Far i mean... like... i havent installed the software or the hardware... and the box i'm keepin em in hasnt caught on fire or crashed...So...Spiffy!
I've decided to smoke myself out. I find it damn near impossible to stay sobre when there's product in the house.
That's how little self-control i have.
i'll be sitting there, doing nothing, and i'll think...Wow...This'll be funner if i was high.
So i get high.
And it's a lot funner.
Or, more fun, rather. Whatever.
And that's an hour or so of pure smiles and such.
But, maybe being a leach is the way for me. It'll save me money and brain cellsbut... sometimes i need some Me Time. Some Stoned Me Time.
And leaches dont get that.
More pondering on that later.
Alcohol i can take or leave. I'm not a big drinkerdrinking is oddly pointless to me. I mean... i like feeling very relaxed and shit, but alcohol (all alcohol 'cept pussy drinks and shitmy specialty) tastes like ass.
And, whilst drinking, if you cross a line, it's hell. Vomiting, hangovers and such.
I find drinking overrated.
Sometimes i feel like i was born in the wrong decade. The sixties are for me. I think that would have been the perfect decade for me... but, whatever. I'm here now, might as well make the best of it, right?
Boop.