Tiiiiiiime for another post!
Well, yesterday when I was writing a post about not writing posts, I was full of ideas, but now that I'm writing this post, they have all promptly dissipated. One thing I cannot forget is my love of dictionary.com, which helped me to assure myself taht dissipate is a real word, and has never ceased to broaden my volcabulary, especially with it's innovative new flashcard system, something that has kept me entertained for an unspeakable amount of hours.
Sorry for the lack of updates lately, I've been plagued by work, which has been as faithful as ever in gnawing away at the saplings of all unacademic ambition.
Incoming! I just remembered one of the exciting things, and I've a very good feeling it will help me to remember more of them. This particular exciting thing is a concept which sprung erratically from the colourful recesses of David Glover's mind. Essentially, we have rewritten history and devised a new calendar, in which each of the seven days of the week has a catchy and alliterative theme that dictates how conversation should be held during that day. For example, yesterday was the celebation that is malpropism Monday, and you already knew that today was tag-question Tuesday, didn't you? The rest of the week is as follows - 'wishy washy' Wednessday, somethingsomething thursday and Future tense Friday. Who knows - by the end of the year we may actually converse differently on different days instictively. I have often hypothesised that if you left me and David. G in the same room for a year or two, we would both emerge relatively insane. There is probably an extent to which being around him for to long is not healthy.
My mother has gotten my old computer up and running, which is fantastic for somebody who's looking for a machine that doesn't have the graphical capacity to handle minecraft, and struggles to maintain Norton Anti-virus without crashing.
If you take nothing else from this post, take this: Cheeki under 18s valentines rave is later this month, and anyone who's anyone who has any money left will be there. I'm hitting that first category, but struggling with the second.
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Well, I just accidentally watched most of Die Hard something or other. One of these days, I'm gonna take a bullet to the kneecap, shoot myself through the shoulder and pull chicks. Back in the day I drove a Warthog up a ramp and into a Banshee whilst playing Halo 3, and it was so awesome that the game got confused and gave the kill to a guy who fired his laser at the place where the banshee was about a second later. Basically, my awesome crashed the game. While we're on the topic of clinging to all things youthful and unproductive, my MineCraft base is cooler than Joni Blyths, because we've established that his is just a walkway linking to other walkways, all with their own corresponding walkways, whereas mine has bare awesome ting that I would describe, but it wouldn't be very cool or fun to read about.
On top of this, Cid keeps cuddling me and Joni doesn't even have a kitten.
Sadly, Mr. Holladay said that blogs weren't cool. Overlooking my own creeping suspicion that there may be some truth to this, Mr. Holladay's favourite anime is sailor moon, so as much as I respect him, I'd understand if some of our opinions didn't really compliment each other.
Oh, how could I forget? I went to the bestest ever Christian leadership conference the other weekend, and it was bodacious. Get this: Serving is the highest form of leadership. That's a doctrine slap right there. As much as I promised last post not to just replace actual content with religious musings, I'm feeling, to use the appropriate buzz-word, empowered and the like, and there's been a lot of shennanigans going down at people's youths lately, and I've been having a real hard think about faith and all this crazy stuff, so things might be getting pretty awkward pretty soon. I am fine with this, because I am immune to awkward, and now it's mine for the manipulating.
Anyways, I'm off to get a shower, so's I can remain shower.
Well, yesterday when I was writing a post about not writing posts, I was full of ideas, but now that I'm writing this post, they have all promptly dissipated. One thing I cannot forget is my love of dictionary.com, which helped me to assure myself taht dissipate is a real word, and has never ceased to broaden my volcabulary, especially with it's innovative new flashcard system, something that has kept me entertained for an unspeakable amount of hours.
Sorry for the lack of updates lately, I've been plagued by work, which has been as faithful as ever in gnawing away at the saplings of all unacademic ambition.
Incoming! I just remembered one of the exciting things, and I've a very good feeling it will help me to remember more of them. This particular exciting thing is a concept which sprung erratically from the colourful recesses of David Glover's mind. Essentially, we have rewritten history and devised a new calendar, in which each of the seven days of the week has a catchy and alliterative theme that dictates how conversation should be held during that day. For example, yesterday was the celebation that is malpropism Monday, and you already knew that today was tag-question Tuesday, didn't you? The rest of the week is as follows - 'wishy washy' Wednessday, somethingsomething thursday and Future tense Friday. Who knows - by the end of the year we may actually converse differently on different days instictively. I have often hypothesised that if you left me and David. G in the same room for a year or two, we would both emerge relatively insane. There is probably an extent to which being around him for to long is not healthy.
My mother has gotten my old computer up and running, which is fantastic for somebody who's looking for a machine that doesn't have the graphical capacity to handle minecraft, and struggles to maintain Norton Anti-virus without crashing.
If you take nothing else from this post, take this: Cheeki under 18s valentines rave is later this month, and anyone who's anyone who has any money left will be there. I'm hitting that first category, but struggling with the second.
*****
Well, I just accidentally watched most of Die Hard something or other. One of these days, I'm gonna take a bullet to the kneecap, shoot myself through the shoulder and pull chicks. Back in the day I drove a Warthog up a ramp and into a Banshee whilst playing Halo 3, and it was so awesome that the game got confused and gave the kill to a guy who fired his laser at the place where the banshee was about a second later. Basically, my awesome crashed the game. While we're on the topic of clinging to all things youthful and unproductive, my MineCraft base is cooler than Joni Blyths, because we've established that his is just a walkway linking to other walkways, all with their own corresponding walkways, whereas mine has bare awesome ting that I would describe, but it wouldn't be very cool or fun to read about.
On top of this, Cid keeps cuddling me and Joni doesn't even have a kitten.
Sadly, Mr. Holladay said that blogs weren't cool. Overlooking my own creeping suspicion that there may be some truth to this, Mr. Holladay's favourite anime is sailor moon, so as much as I respect him, I'd understand if some of our opinions didn't really compliment each other.
Oh, how could I forget? I went to the bestest ever Christian leadership conference the other weekend, and it was bodacious. Get this: Serving is the highest form of leadership. That's a doctrine slap right there. As much as I promised last post not to just replace actual content with religious musings, I'm feeling, to use the appropriate buzz-word, empowered and the like, and there's been a lot of shennanigans going down at people's youths lately, and I've been having a real hard think about faith and all this crazy stuff, so things might be getting pretty awkward pretty soon. I am fine with this, because I am immune to awkward, and now it's mine for the manipulating.
Anyways, I'm off to get a shower, so's I can remain shower.
While 'cool' may not be the exact word I would use to describe blogs, defo keep blogging. Your writings are entertaining and its nice to hear what's going on back at base anyhow. Although are you sure this Mr.H wants you to broadcast it to the world that his fav anime is sailor moon?
ReplyDeleteI have a very good minecraft base too y'know. Nothing says homeliness like a small cavern with a sign post and lots of lava.
Speaking of Halo, I'm re-watching RvB. We should watch the rest when I'm done re-watching.