Apocalypse in the Mists

So, since the world didn't end today, I thought I'd give you a bit of a "welcome back to reality, idiots" gift* in the form of a cool entry today.

Yeaaaaaaaah, we're not exploring there today. *flees*

What are you waiting for: me to explode on you guys? Frak that; dig in on the entry already!

Carded Candy Hackers

So things have been quite interesting lately. Items were found, issues have arisen, cards were played, and tensions just increased. It's life, and while all of those things combined seem to be quite troublesome... they still will be, no matter how one's outlook is.

One wouldn't guess that this photo was taken from behind a mesh screen.

Now, as it's a Saturday, that means I have work, which means I miss out on a lot of things, like graduating friends, dazzling sunsets, and a night out on the town. So, to make up for it, I write. And write. And write some more so that I have a thousand words for this entry today. Let's get cracking.

Weathered In

What this week's weather looks like in Inaba where I live.

*sniffs the evening air* Hm. Despite the clouds, this seemed to be a good day. It also seems to be the start of an interesting month. Let's make sure that it stays that way. Alright, readers?

Please keep in mind that the above forecast is not from Persona 4 but is in fact a (mostly) accurate weather report for any U.S. county under the 805 area code. No rampant rain or fog for the time being, which means no murders any time soon! (I hope.)

Rusty Synopsis

I ruh-eeealy need to get myself back into the whole "writing quality entries" thing. Seems like lately all I see here is short "DURR LIFE TOOK PRIORITY OVER WRITING HERP" entries... and I don't want that - especially since I'm no longer on vacation.

But first, would you like to see a totally unrelated 15-year-old girl in a bikini a baby that can probably kick your butt?

This is what happens when GameStop employees get bored and they have merch they can no longer sell.

As cool as this kid is, I still think Rise Kujikawa beats it. (*grumble shouldn't have swapped out the bikini!Rise pic mumble*) A-Anyway, let's get this entry over with, huh?

Roll The Hard Six

Friday... a day that most people embrace lovingly. Some people like myself are unable to do that, though - a work schedule that demands your time when you don't want it being demanded (especially one from retail) really loves frakking with you at times. It grips you with this sense that your will day is no longer your own, and you have to bow down and succumb to its desires.

As such, one would expect me to capitulate to this day as well. I mean... I've been sorta doing that for the past... *looks at the archives* ...nine days now? Today, Friday asked me again if I felt like doing nothing. Just when I was about to say "yes," I remembered something:

"Sometimes, you have to roll a hard six."
- William Adama (Battlestar Galactica)

And who said television filled your mind with crap?

So, was it time to roll over and beg to get out of today - to write some lame-ass entry and not do anything else afterwards? Nuh-uh - I think it's time to fight back and start posting good stuff on here again! TIME TO ROLL THE HARD SIX!

...uhm...

...oh, well. I tried.

Battle Against Boredom

I am here to type a kickass post and chew bubble gum... but you bastards stole all of it and threw it away so you can use that cheesy one-liner!

So instead, I'm going to use a different pick-me-up. *munches*

This post is sponsored in part by Calorie Mate! (Not really, but seeing as how Naked Snake loves the stuff, I'll have to slap it on here anyway.)

Spelunking Into Diurnality

The start of a new month... oh, how it feels interesting. Though it may not be the first, it doesn't mean I can't still call it the beginning. and you know what that means?

I don't know either, but hey: let's find out if anything cool happens in the meantime!

Leaping Out of February

This day only comes once every four years. Better make today's entry count!

Non Sequitur 8: Mess

Time to dive into the entry, don't 'cha think?

It's Wednesday for you, but it's Friday for me! Huzzah!

Games Begin

Ready... set...

Passing "GO!"
+$200

...hey! I didn't say "GO" yet! Get back here!

Aggressive Expansion

There are some days that begin to get utterly chaotic. Things begin to pile up and people begin to get frazzled nerves. Then just when everyone thinks it can't get worse, some mundane event occurs during that timeframe that just seems to irk and rattle what little sanity people have left. It gets to the point where someone gets wound up so tight that one slight bump and they just go berserk. Of course, everyone reacts differently when someone hits their berserk button - but for the most part, it's explosive and usually violent in some way.

Today could've been one of those days - I had to deal with a very fun and educational trip to the Department of Motor Vehicles. By "fun," I mean "rage-driven," and by "educational," I mean "The next time I'm going to wait in the damn DMV for an hour, I better make sure my 3DS is fully charged... or bring a book." Anyway, long story short: it sucked. Yay for the government wasting our lives and hard-earned money on trivial crap that shouldn't be worth how much the DMV charges us.

So I went to a friend's house afterwards for lunch, annoyed at how stupid the system was. We made sandwiches, and as I was eating, it seemed that the bread had been laced with acid. That, or I began to realize that my food was talking to me.

Before you start asking "Why the frak would someone spike a sandwich?" I'm going to say that there were no drugs present. There were also no chemicals or medical conditions involved with either the sandwich I was eating or with my friend's house. So how, you ask, did my food talk to me?

The answer is simple. It smiled at me. It smiled at me. It also said something while it did that:

"WHY SO SERIOUS!?"

Right then and there, I realized that today was going to be a decent day after all, despite how craptastic my oh-so-fabulous trip to the DMV was. So, I smiled a bit and went on my day as normal.

Hee. Ha. Hehe. Ha-ha. "And I thought my jokes were bad."

*clears throat* In all seriousness, though, I just happened to take a bite or two and put my sandwich down to talk with my friend. When I looked down to prep myself for another bite, I noticed this on my plate, and so I just had to take a picture to share with y'all. (Hey, at least I'm not going all Annoying Facebook Girl about it on Facebook. *le sigh*)

(Oh, and for those of you who were wondering what the hell kind of sammich that was: ham and pepperoni with a custom-made spread and dijon mustard.)

So, with the twist done, let's continue on with today's entry, shall we?

Ideas From All Over

There are some days where people just aren't doing so hot. Events in a person's life for that day seem to weigh them down. Stress builds up; tensions flare; in short, you have a dysfunctional person who'd probably collapse from a metaphorical aneurysm. From a first glance, there doesn't seem to be a way to get them out of their funk.

Enter... me. And a revolver. And that cold, unflinching stare you see from the outlaws of the Old West.

That's where I come in. As it's a merry night for me, I have to say that sometimes, you have to share the happiness and wealth with others in an attempt to make them feel better. That's why I post things here. I want to help eliminate the depression that some people seem to have built up inside themselves. We don't want anyone succumbing to stress or anything of the sort, and I can't let that happen on my watch.

So, as y'all read tonight's entry, put a smile on your face and just embrace the happiness you've been denying yourself. Go, on - do it. Rid yourself of your stress and worries - slay them with a gun and sword if you have to. Tonight, we...

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...are going to have a killer time. ("YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!")

One Thousand Cylinders

Here's a tip for the people who enjoy life a little too much (and frankly, this applies to just about everyone as well): KEEP ENJOYING LIFE.

If your life happens to crash, though... I don't know how to help.

Oh, and don't fail at life, either. That's also good.