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Tuesday, 25 January 2011

To drown? Or to die of thirst?

The question put forward is purely symbolical, but if the choice was presented to me in real life, I'd probably take the first option.  Anyways, it's more a morbid metaphor for the realisation that a lot of the things I like are good in small doses, but can be pretty uncool in large ones, yet once I start the chain of desire, there's not quitting.  I'm begining to realise this is sounding like some kind of deep rooted confession of long hidden hypocrasy or something, but don't worry, we're keeping it as lighthearted as ever here on daveisgreat. 

Really, the biggest one of these for me is NERF guns.  I bought a night finder some four or five months ago and mentioned it on one of the first ever posts.  From that moment, I think it wouldn't be hard to see an orange, foamy addiction frothing over the pages of this blog, bringing me to my current state.  I just spent £25 pounds on a foamy gun.  Better (or worse) yet, I still don't regret it:

(Yes, I have literally started uploading pictures because when I do, there are more views.  I guess people (ie. Ruth Lovell) look at it and are like 'hey, there's a thousand words I can actually read.'  (If you want lols, there are several things you can do:
- Do something stupid with David Glover (walking really slowly, replacing vowels with 'O's that have a diagonal line through them, etc.)
- Make fun of people with mild disabilities beggining with 'd' (Dyspraxia, Dyslexia, Diabetes, Discalculia, Doing things Claire Lovell does...)
- Put a stupid amount of parenthesis within parenthetical text to confuse people, then use 'parentheses' instead of brackets to make the whole thing really grammatically disorientating))

Anyways, there's something relieving about having no social agenda whatsoever, it enables you to put pictures of yourself wielding a NERF arsenal onto the cyberspace, and we'd all secretly love to do that.

My idiosyncratic deviations have gotten the better of me yet again, (my, I am lexical today) and I have deviated from the subject at  hand.  Nerf:  How far is too far? This far? 

 Feel free to give your opinion on the quizaliz provided. (Thumbs up for Nerf guns with eyes!!!)  You see, looking at these pictures, I'm not unaware of how sad this is, but me and some friends have been getting all excited about these things, so whilst I'm the only person with an actual gun, a good few of us have signed up for the U.K's first (unofficial) NERF tournament, which we are going to win. 

Another thing I have high hopes for is this hypothetical band I'm hypothetically in, which is the least hypothetical of all the hypothetical bands I've ever been in.  Most of the others were jokes - not spiteful ones, people just thought I knew we were joking. : (

Well, I have work to not do, so I should probably find some other way to distract myself now.  Tara.

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