fly me to the moon

One small step for man, one giant leap for ma--- whinnie the pooh?

little astronaut toys are exciting.

Space is a very interesting topic. Both types of space actually.

Space: a blank area
Space (Outer): any location outside the Earth's atmosphere.

Everyone enjoys blank areas, that are usually reserved for something. In other words: this is my lego play-space. This is your space in which you can nap. This is my sexy-time space... and so is this... and that too.

Not everyone enjoys Outer Space... but they should.

Outer Space has very distinct forms of loving it. You can love it from a science point of view, from a history point of view, from a geography point of view, you can love it from an astronomy point of view, you can love it from an astronaut point of view, you can love it from a science-fiction point of view, etc. My favourite(s) being the last 2 (disbarring of course 'etc').

Who doesn't want to be an astronaut and walk on a surface that is not our own, go out into the galaxy and find new life, play on different surfaces, and leap around in 0G. The universe is an expansive place, and one day the hope is that we will be able to move freely among the stars, it only saddens me that i was born in the era where that wasn't happening.

The science-fiction aspect of course, represents that era; where huge galactic frigates do war in space, or where humanity has colonized distant planets, or where deep-core mining ships traipse the galaxy looking for raw minerals... they are all so glorious.

Space, the amazing frontier.

thispostisgay.

Before the Internet was invented, gay people were those in society who were attracted physically and emotionally to members of the same gender. Since the Internet, everyone and everything is gay. From the gun they use to kill you, to the voice they use to communicate with you, it is all gay, gay, gay. Lag is gay, snipers are gay, noobs are gay, people from other countries are gay, the countries they come from are gay, the ocean the country it's surrounded by is gay, the fish in the ocean are gay, all sealife is gay, life is gay, gays are gay, gay gay gay. Gay.

Using the same one-syllable word to describe everything you don't like might not be an indicator of a varied vocabulary, but who cares? Words are gay.

Quote.

"... when a man hears the same things said about him often enough, he begins to believe them. Tell a child often enough that it is worthless and beneath contempt and it will start to believe such a vile statement is true. Tell a man he is a hero, a giant amongst men, and he will believe that too, thinking himself above all others."

[Brother Amadis, Dark Angels order]

I'm doing just FUCK YOU!

The following rant is brought to you by medication-induced craziness.
you have been warned

The phrase "[and] how are you doing?" has become far too commonly used, and has been butchered. For a phrase that is meant to inquire to someone's personal well being, it is now as commonplace as "hello". When someone says "How are you doing" the standard response is "fine, how are you?"; neither party expecting a real response, its just a formality. To actually inquire how someone is 'doing' you have to be creative with your phrasing, because synonyms of "how are you doing" imply the exact same issue due to the commonplace of the greeting. So, with that knowledge saying "how are you doing" is about the same as going "fuck you" in passing - each implies a lack of caring for the other person.

So, next time you pass someone just say "Hello". Save "how are you doing" for a time when you actually care how the other person is feeling.

The Reason.

The reason for the Twilight Phenomenon (as explained by VGcats)


[BY THE WAY: I approve of true blood. It's a pretty decent show, about pretty lore-correct vampires. Vampires burn up in sunlight, they dont fucking sparkle.]

I want!

Fanexpo is rolling about soon, August 28-30, and I need to gather me some monies for some wicked swag. The problem with that is: I don't have a job to get monies for wicked swag. That doesn't stop me from dreaming...

Among the things I plan on getting there, first and foremost is some new clothing. Since the writes of both LFG and Least I Could Do are going to be there (same company actually) so will their swag.


100% Getting [if they have them]:




Want:





It really sucks that Red vs Blue aren't going to be there again this year, I wanted to get a new hat, and some new shirts... too bad. I also plan on getting such illustrious things as: Some new stickers for my laptop, hopefully some more hellsing, depending on the price the Evengelion boxset, possibly a patch or 2 for my satchel, an attractive skantally clad woman (possibly of the Sailor Moon or Final Fantasy variety), and probably some other neat swag... of course I most likely won't have the money... but oh well.

From this day onwards...

Any piece of technology in my possession will get the name "skynet" (if nameable).

My laptop needs a new sticker...

When your scared...

Something illogical has occurred to me. When someone is scared of the dark, or noises at night, or big scary things, they hide under their covers. What doesn't make sense is it is actually much darker underneath the covers, since no light at all is able to get in. Also: with covers draped over your head how would you be able to see said horror that would be sneaking up on you to eat your flesh and defile your body.

It is all very illogical. However, that doesn't stop me from cowering beneath my covers whenever I get scared. Perhaps I shall have to consult a psychiatric specialist to find out the reason people do such a silly thing...

In the mean time I shall suggest a better means of stemming off late night fears. Get a firearm of some sort (preferably a pistol) and hide it under your pillow. Let those monsters sneak up on you!... instead of a firearm you could go with a big metal object... if you don't have one of those go for a little metal object. If you are without any of the above I suggest hiding under your bed. If you can't hide under your bed I suggest tactically withdrawing under the covers, where of course you will be much safer.

If you don't have any of those, my suggestion is... um... well that would mean your poor and sleeping outside, and in that case you have more to worry about than flesheating monsters - try hobo's, serial killers, mongoose, chickens, rabid house cats, and axe wielding murders.