sirravennekros

=IF(AND(stimuli1="One rainy afternoon to wake up to",
stimuli2="One evening of uber depressing music",
stimuli3="One night of hateful work ahead",
stimuli4="Blood on the mind",
stimuli5="Empty solitude"), "Fucked Up Super Angsty Eye Gouging Blood Screaming Depresso Attack","")

So I'm taking a break from my girlfriend.
That's right, I'm putting Soul Calibur 3 down for a sum total of three whole days. One for each of the things I broke in my last attempt at playing.
The leg to my coffee table.
My big toe.
The knuckle of my pinkie finger on my left hand.
You could say the game is aggravating. But...
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In case anyone was curious, my previous post has an answer key. Spoiler alert for anyone trying to figure it out on their own:

Boa - Duvet - Boa
Stabbing Westward - How Can I Hold On - Darkest Days
Lacuna Coil - The Ghost Woman and the Hunter - Comalies
Slipknot - Vermillion - The Subliminal Verse pt 3
Cold - Cure My Tragedy...
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And you don't seem to understand. How can I hold on, when there's nothing to hold on to? And why should I hold on, when there's nothing to hold on to? You're moving on we'll never be apart just drain my tears, I cry aloud. You're moving on, you'll never be a part of all my tears, I cry aloud. (She isn't real, I can't...
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Well I sit in front of my computer at oh dark thirty on a Thursday mornin. The fitful end of my last day off this week. Today I was able to game and hang out with friends, and all sorts of marvelous things.
And yet I still feel very alone. Perhaps it's because my roomate just took his fiance to bed and I'm sitting in...
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Congratulations... anyone foolish or bored enough to be scoping out this page is gonna get a little bit of poetry.
I created this poem in a fit of angst at work.
I dedicate it to all of my friends.
Who I can't offend by dedicating it here where they do not read.


Half remembered
amber coated
memories of better times.

Left in the sun
to...
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I turned 22 today.
This mornin at 12:01 when my b-day technically began, I was drunk enough to stumble around my apartment.
I never realized how good Amaretto is.
And the new Captain Morgan Tattoo is damn good too.
All the yummy alcomahol. And now I couldn't stare a strawberry daquiri in the face without flinching. But they say that's just day after stuff. I...
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Herzeleid und Sehnsucht
A plaintive cry
a bleeting lost lamb.
alone to die
trapped before the dam.
Caught on a sigh
loathing who I am.

Chapped and bloody lips
chew at old pain.
heartbreak my throat grips
I swallow my disdain.
Bloody vein drips
and I become a stain.

In my solitude
I wonder why it's me
uncomfortably screwed,
left dangling from a tree.
Poisoned...
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My newest and greatest current accomplishment. I participated (with a group of other low end 40s and one 60 shammy) in slaughtering two 50 elite Black Dragons in the east end of the Badlands. And when I danced on their corpses, alliance bastards came up to still my joy. I doffed my hat to shammies that day as we slaughtered the miserable lot of them...
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Another day...
I get up with 20 minutes to do what I want to do, and then off to work. No gaming, no downloading, no eating... only work work work. And after I get done at work... well then I go to work. And after I get back from work... then I sleep some more so I can wake up 20 minutes before work.
But...
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