Posted 22:32 by Tycho

"actually porn is quite a dilicious fish, quite good with lemon"--Chief

...WHAT THE FUCK?!?...

It's Blog time! [isn't it always?]

I wasn't really looking forward to today, even though my stay in Worcester was quite short [just enough time to pay the deposit for my IQP site, put some money towards food, put some stuff back into my apartment, and grab supper]. Events are still fresh in my mind.

But enough of that drivel, for today was a good day!

It started at approximately 1127 hours...when my father called to wake me up so I can be ready to walk out the door at 1330. Why did he call so early? Because I have a bad habit of waking up, then promptly go back to the blissful peace of slumber...well, "peaceful" being a relative term, because I have falling dreams, and then there was this dream where I was a space marine, and got chased down and ripped apart by an Alien Queen [bastards are faster than they look!].

Anyways. So I survive the harrowing journey to shower. I remembered to open the door this time before attempting to enter [much to my consternation, last time]. Looked in the mirror, and I was the spitting image of Captain Jack Sparrow, only if the girls could have seen me then! Then I realized I was phasing out, and way too tired and so the nightmare of being a man wearing a ton of mascara and eyeshadow [thankfully] went away. I don't even know how anyone could mistake him for being a man.

Gobbled up breakfast (it was 1230 by this point, or thereabouts, so some people would call it "lunch", but obviously, they are wrong, for the meal that follows being awoken is ALWAYS breakfast!). Does that make me entitled to a mid-afternoon lunch, followed immediately by a large and filling supper [of course, that has to be washed down with a second supper, and a couple of dessert courses...I was hungry!].

I think I have a worse addiction to food than a hobbit...maybe two hobbits combined! [Though, unlike hobbits, I'm not addicted to 'shrooms or weed...I mean, what the fuck was this business about having to destroy a wedding band? Get a fucking lawyer next time!]

Managed to NOT trip down my steps when lugging all my crap back to the car. At this point, I haven't managed to hurt myself, so I'm feeling all cocky and shit. So cocky, that I trip and nearly brain myself when I come back in the house because I tripped bending over to pick up my gloves. I avoided that, too, so I was uber-egotistical.

And then we were on our merry way, to good old Worcester, MA. Took care of all that crap we lugged the 45 miles, in the freezing cold, with only a hot potato to keep our hands warm.

O'Connors, as usual, was excellent. I LOVE Irish food. The food never stopped coming, either. I was like: "why the hell are they bringing so much food out?!? I'm gonna burst!" [NOT complaining or anything, heh...]. And then we drove home, my stomach full to the point where if we got into an accident, I was sure I was going to burst and paint pretty pictures everywhere. We stopped in Natick for a couple minutes to make a pit stop. From RUNNING from the door, back to the car, which was about 30 feet, the water froze on my hands...I could feel it crystallize!

Got back home, am having people over tomorrow [please wear clothes...I can't stress that enough after last time...and you people wonder why I have Coke bottle glasses].

Kicked ass at TIE Fighter again, racked up 20 aerial victories in a single sortie [5 capital ships, 3 transports, 15 fighters of assorted classes], and didn't get hit once. Oh baby oh baby! Then I realized just how cool I am, and how much ass I kick, did I mention how cool I am? Then looked at Maddox's site [http://maddox.xmission.com], and realized that I can never be that cool. There is like some extra-spacial dimensioning intergalactic Geneva Convention against it. Oh wait, the Geneva Convention...made to be broken, cool, so MAYBE someday I'll approach that level of cooltacularness.

And so I am here now, Blogging/whining/lecturing about my life.

WESTWOOD ONLINE IS BACK UP. FUCKING A, BABY! TASTE DEFEAT YOU ALLIED SONS OF BITCHES!!!

And so, on that note, I am off on my way to drool over Eva, Tanya, and Sonia. And kill shit, as a side note [see, it's like this, to see Eva/Tanya/Sonia, you've got to kill shit...it's a reward system, sort of, you understand?].

That means I'll be playing Red Alert 2. Yuri is a fucking loser. And should die. Slowly. Painfully. You like that tea? Huh, bitch!? HUH?

Sorry, just got a little excited that Westwood Online is back up, after a fortnight hiatus.

And now the bestest of the bestest of the bestest quote section of a blog...EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!


DivX: "Somebody call Guinness! I'm about to go from zero to drunk in twenty dollars!"
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Gabe: "You have a webcam that watches the living room?"

Tycho: "Yeah."

Gabe: "Does it watch the living room on Thursdays?"

Tycho: "Pretty much 24-7."

Gabe: "I watch...I watch TV in there on Thursdays."

Tycho: "I know all about what you do on Thursdays.
That's why I put a towel down before I sit on the couch."

I might be back later to rant/whine/bitch more! Take care everyone!