Shitskies (Or, How Josh's Blog Got Hijacked Again)

-Alright, so I've been given permission to do a post on Mr. Whitey's blog, so this aint no hijacked entry!

-Anyway, so i guess Mr. Whitey was quite disappoint about the lack of meat in the previous blogs, so to make up for it, i will do nothing but type! even if it is just rambling. HOLY SHIT, so i just heard that F1 2011 is coming out 27th of Sept. which is freaken awesome, except that i still need to play the first one....well, i have, but my compy can't really run it. I guess Namco is gunna publish it, since it came from a Namco Bandai Press Conference. And then something about Dark Souls coming out early Oct 2011, along with a new trailer right now, and some game called Bodycount looks interesting, though i've no idea what it is exactly.

-so, until something else comes up, i'll lay off the videogames for awhile. God, i need some alcohal if im going to keep this up. maybe i'll go get some. brb!

-ok back....so, in Counterpoint today, Bowen made us listen to a 45 min long String Quartet...Holy Shit, that felt like a life time! Who ever thought that it was a good idea to have all of the movements melt into each other was a fool! seriously! you try to sit still for 45 mins, especially when you hear the piece end 8 times! and it really doesn't sound that interesting to me anyway....but then again, i was falling asleep because they thought it would be a great idea to have an 8:30 music class.....

-Once upon a time, there was this monkey! The Monkey's name was Bill. Bill was your generic brown ape, with the monkey paws, and the monkey feets, and he had a long ass tail, the size of Wisconsin! Anyway, while strolling through the town one day, with his tail destroying everything in that he just walked past, he ran into some hommies who were gunna get all up in his shit for messin' up their grill. But because Bill was a good monkey, he just turned and walked away, without knowing that his hugeass tail had just destroyed them with since its the size of fucking Wisconsin! by now, the tail had just realized its true potential and the fact that it could take over the freaken world because of its copious amount of mass, so the tail began thinking of ways to kill bill, (HAHA!!!) or atleast make him the dominant entity within his mind! Part 1 of Plan B began with a trip to the McD's where the he would place the poison fry within Bill's normal frys, in which to kill him. Too bad that the Tail didn't come with a brain, otherwise he would have known that killing bill with the fry would kill him too. But Bill ate it, and then he died, with a nasty lawsuit to follow. but it was easily worked out. Oh, and the Tail died too. THE ENDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-God dammit Namco! Half the People watching your press conference were waiting for Tales news, and they glissed over it in 30 Seconds.....SOB......

-But there's a new Ace Combat for something, and dear lord....Soul Caliber V.....I can dream that it'll be good, right? And then some probably crappy DBZ and Naruto Game......Not bitter...what are you talking about?

-Seriously, what happend to showing stuff off a E3? (side note, i hear they might revoice Tales of the Abyss, unless its the same actors....god no!) something something something, sobering up!

-anway, before i end, i should probably mention the obligatory FACT that Mr. Whitey does in fact, enjoy the smell of Mikes Farts, so fart away! oh, and something about poop and the fact that its a hilarious word, and when upside down, its spells dood....and when backwards, its boob.....and then upside down again its qooq. anyway, i'm done before yall think i'm high or something!





(Author's Note: ...I really need to look behind myself and make sure nobody sneaks up on me. Again. How lame is it that I came to and saw this typed on my computer screen? *sigh*)

Keeping Information

So, if you're skimming my blog, you're probably noticing that this post is relatively short.
While it may look as though I failed to uphold my end of the bargain, I will now redirect your attention to a brand-new* page on my site - the "About Me" section!** Now my small reader base can find out more about me and what not! Wai~!

If you're unhappy, then tough - my blog, my rules. In that respect, I'm counting this bio update as the "better thing" I supposedly promised you all. =P



* = Okay, so people who've been here for a while know it's not really a brand-new page... but it beats that "{ U N D E R   C O N S T R U C T I O N }" I had on it, right?

** = "About Me" just seems too... bland. Anyone have any other ideas?





In closing, I want to share with you something I discovered earlier today that sort of spooked me out*. I stopped by work and found out I wasn't working today (which is odd - I always seem to work on Mondays...).

As I came out and walked to my car, I found a tattered piece of paper on the windshield. At first I thought some random solicitor was just slapping advertisements on every vehicle out in the parking lot, but when I read it, it just felt... weird.

"At night, we played poker with Scott the guard, Alias and Steve the researcher. Steve was very lucky, but I think he was cheating. What a scumbag."

...what the...?

* = If you get this reference, DO NOT SAY ANYTHING. *snerk*





Well, aside from that... weirdness... and the semi-exciting update on the biography page, that's all I have to report. If you'll excuse me, I need to study for finals. Whoo. *waves bye*

The Cycle Continues...

...and once again, we find a string of "crap" entries before we encounter a decently good one.
I apologize for the lack of quality entries, but I'm very well sure that tomorrow's will more than make up for it.

Why so short, you ask? Work. Work. More work. And did I mention work? *scoff*

Sleep now. Type later. *zzz*

Announcement!

I drew out some plans to improve this site some more. I'm working on some pages and trying to figure out what templates look best here, so expect some new things to come soon!

...and by "soon," I mean "after my finals next week!"

*whimpers* I don't wanna super-study...

Fresh!

Today's going to be a great day! Freshly paid, freshly-made Mexican food, fresh mint mouthwash, freshly shaved... freshly freshed.
I wrote the above sentence thinking I didn't have time today. Turns out I misread my watch by a good 40 minutes.

I honestly don't know how I was that off, but it happened, and well... that's good. Gives me some time to relax before I had to go off and work tonight.

Something tells me though... tonight will be a fresh start on something. Don't know who, what, or where this freshness will affect... but we'll just see about that, huh?

Line Space Line Space Line Space Line

Too warm outside. It's ridiculous. A cold one sounds lovely for a night like this. Shame I don't have any. =/

Quite a short entry for today, but if anything, it summarizes how randomly short my day's been.

A day of classes, music sorting, reading Band of Brothers, and cleaning my room.

How sweet and to the point... but it's what happens when the weather's crap like this.

Writing at War with Writing

There's only a finite amount of topics and word combinations a writer can use before they end up rendering their work as "stale." Once exhausted of their supply, they'll more often than not lean back in their chairs, exhale sharply and ask themselves, "Now what?"

Other artists perceive this as a simple case of writer's block when it is just a case of lack of inspiration. The two share the same symptoms, but the difference is that a writer's block (which doesn't exist) coaxes the writer to walk away frustrated and come back later, while the lack of inspiration subconsciously forces the writer to stare at their paper or computer screen and wait for something - anything - to provoke a written response to be penned or typed out.

I had one of those moments (yet again) today as I opened up Microsoft Word to start on a new story that's been on my mind recently. As I began to type some things out, I began drawing blanks and ended up with only a paragraph's work in the two hours I stared at my screen. (At least I think it was two hours - I've been losing my sense of time and date lately.)

So after that, I ended up going through my bookshelf and pulled out some books and DVDs I had - namely: Band of Brothers (both the book by Stephen E. Ambrose and the acclaimed miniseries - check them out if you haven't; great stuff). After having finished the first two episodes of the HBO program and the first five chapters of the book (for reference points: D-Day and the assault at Brécourt Manor), I leaned back again in my chair, asking myself why I kept jumping around like this.

I had no answer, so I went Google searching for quotes based on writing, writer's block, inspiration, and so on. After about several dozen clicks, I found this quote:



"Writing is 90 percent procrastination - reading magazines, eating cereal out of the box, watching infomercials. It's a matter of doing everything you can to avoid writing, until it is about four in the morning and you reach the point where you have to write."
- Paul Rudnick



I realized that I've been putting this all off for quite some time and I told myself, "I'm going to get to that point. I know I will." Part of this internal struggle with myself, with my writing, has to do with timing and a muse kicking in when I'm not expecting it - or when I'm just on autopilot. I know I'm going to get out of this rut soon. I'll write something. Maybe after a few more episodes and chapters of Band of Brothers... maybe after a meaningful conversation with someone... maybe when I'm off stargazing*... maybe when I finally admit defeat after a twelve-hour staring contest with my laptop screen.


However, I have one question for myself: "When's my four in the morning going to kick in?"
Perhaps I'll find out while I'm at work.





* = Someone remind me one of these nights to go off and stargaze. Hell, someone remind me to write about it - I think I need to rant about it...

Reading a Day Off

CURRENT READ:
Parachute Infantry: An American Paratrooper's Memoir of D-Day and the Fall of the Third Reich
David Kenyon Webster

In case you don't know (most of you probably don't), I'm something of a World War II buff.
While all war is atrocious, I can't help but admire the stories and media based on this great conflict.


In this case, I'm currently reading a book written by Private First Class David K. Webster.
People knowledgeable with American paratroopers may be familiar with this name - Webster was one of the guys mentioned in Band of Brothers.

It's a pretty good read - if one wanted to know a sample of what life was like for the 506th Parachute Infantry Regiment.

*keeps reading*

Just Blank, Really.

Another day, another dollar. It's all that has been going on with me so far.
It sucks, but hey, it's life.

With finals coming soon, all I know is that I have to study a lot and focus a bit more on that if I want my gazillion hours of relaxation to come in.

Of course, work comes first. That's today. That's now. Yay.

I'll just go back to watching some movies before I go in...

May May Be Fun! (Maybe.)

The first post of the new month... just so happens to be the first short "I'm too lazy / I'm procrastinating again" entry for the month as well.

Lovely, ain't it?

Well, either way, that means that I'm four months down - 33% of the calendar year's gone. Yay, me!
Here's to May! *downs a beer*



Oh, and a question for you: doesn't that title confuse you just a tad? It confuses me. *grins*