29 years I dodged the suit bullet. No funerals to attend, no proper weddings to attend. Nothing, nada, zero. Only had one job interview that I needed to look smart for (and I still wore jeans for that one - didn't get the job. Working for a bank, not exactly the ideal transition from supermarket work. Still had to deal with the low form of scum called 'customers' but this time it was over money instead of canned asparagus soup -- I still remember that -- I acted towards the jerk asking the soup in an angry manner, his attitude immediately softened.)
But anyway, yesterday I bit the bullet and invested in one. Looks kinda cool. Bought it locally for a dashed reasonable price, by gum. I'm obsessed with the price of things up here, don't like getting ripped off. (I get that from pater) Anyways, I bought a suit. Got a wedding to attend on Monday and something in my waters tells me I'll be attending a fair few of them & funerals too in the near future. I'm likely wrong of course, my waters told me to wager money on the Bears this season. I blame global warming.
I've been pissing around, watching classic wrestling clips on Youtube (Mean Gene swearing at Summerslam 1989 =
) and doing nothing of any great consequence, as has been my woad. I blog now since I have the time, something of mild personal importance to blog about and to try and expunge the meaningless XBox360 vs PS3 debate from my mind.
It doesn't work. Xmas is coming. I'm determined to wake up Xmas morning and open a present that contains a game that will swallow the morning up, nuts and all. Yet every fecking game I want for the PS2 I can't get. I got the last the bigguns for my B-Day. There's nothing left. Developers have moved next gen. One should move to but to where. The loyalties to Sony say PS3. The gamer in me says XBox360. The wallet says XBox360. My quality control faculties say Sony. They conflict and my me queasy and a touch too easy.
Arr, if only if I could move things with my mind this whole debate would be redundant. Looking outside, making sexy women's clothes fall off and seeing everything before they can cover up makes everything redundant. Except of course the basic necessities for survival, can never down that.
Because my phone has this uncanny ability to take itself off keylock I've lost 5 and annoyed numerous friend with weird phone calls and surfs to Vodaphone live.
Gosh this site is slow today. Can't even blame the Internet folks for downloading the new episode of Pure Pwnage since those mothercanuckers haven't released it yet. Could blame it for people rushing to buy Scott Pilgrim books because that series is fecking great. It's about this dude who has to fight his new girlfriend's seven evil ex-boyfriends. It's fecking great because it's simple in its simplicity. I recommend reading it while listening to Huey Lewis and the News because I like them too. In fact... takie it away HUEY!
XBOX360... PS3... XBOX360...
But anyway, yesterday I bit the bullet and invested in one. Looks kinda cool. Bought it locally for a dashed reasonable price, by gum. I'm obsessed with the price of things up here, don't like getting ripped off. (I get that from pater) Anyways, I bought a suit. Got a wedding to attend on Monday and something in my waters tells me I'll be attending a fair few of them & funerals too in the near future. I'm likely wrong of course, my waters told me to wager money on the Bears this season. I blame global warming.
I've been pissing around, watching classic wrestling clips on Youtube (Mean Gene swearing at Summerslam 1989 =
) and doing nothing of any great consequence, as has been my woad. I blog now since I have the time, something of mild personal importance to blog about and to try and expunge the meaningless XBox360 vs PS3 debate from my mind.
It doesn't work. Xmas is coming. I'm determined to wake up Xmas morning and open a present that contains a game that will swallow the morning up, nuts and all. Yet every fecking game I want for the PS2 I can't get. I got the last the bigguns for my B-Day. There's nothing left. Developers have moved next gen. One should move to but to where. The loyalties to Sony say PS3. The gamer in me says XBox360. The wallet says XBox360. My quality control faculties say Sony. They conflict and my me queasy and a touch too easy.
Arr, if only if I could move things with my mind this whole debate would be redundant. Looking outside, making sexy women's clothes fall off and seeing everything before they can cover up makes everything redundant. Except of course the basic necessities for survival, can never down that.
Because my phone has this uncanny ability to take itself off keylock I've lost 5 and annoyed numerous friend with weird phone calls and surfs to Vodaphone live.
Gosh this site is slow today. Can't even blame the Internet folks for downloading the new episode of Pure Pwnage since those mothercanuckers haven't released it yet. Could blame it for people rushing to buy Scott Pilgrim books because that series is fecking great. It's about this dude who has to fight his new girlfriend's seven evil ex-boyfriends. It's fecking great because it's simple in its simplicity. I recommend reading it while listening to Huey Lewis and the News because I like them too. In fact... takie it away HUEY!
XBOX360... PS3... XBOX360...
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how've ya been mate? i'm starting to get my head above water myself now i've got to get a job. maybe start writing again. but the shit storms pretty much past and the suicidal thoughts have passed and war just angers me as do governments.
the steven movies i like i can;t remember the titles to man. and i'm afraid i only liked three of them. one of them took place in alaska. a place i have come to miss. take care man.