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Finally we have an excuse to go back to war with those commie fuckheads. I've really started to like russians, because they weren't being commies anymore. But... their goverment obviously still is.
My advice: If you are an awesome russian, do not pilot military aircraft, drive in military tanks, or work at military instillations. These facilities will soon not exist. This may be hazardous to your awesome health.
If you are a communist, bring it on. Your rifles and tanks cannot shoot down F-117s and B-2s. Freedom will prevail!
Ok, thinking about that last blog, I've decided its only fair to list things that WERE fun!
1. BONUS!! 2. Watching Mel poke a guy's balls, with her finger. Twice. 2.5 Poking the guy's balls with my finger. Two or three times. 3. Inventing a game at a party called "grab everyones boobs" and getting EVERYONE to play! (pics inc) 4. Domo-arigato, Mr. Roboto x 17. Thats like 49 straight minutes of screaming. 5. Opening a fresh deck of cards to "count them" and dropping them all over the road within 1 second. 6. ... and THEN miscounting the deck of cards 8 times because I'm drunk, making everyone look for the 'missing' card, which isn't missing. 7. Stealing a guys shirt, and then lying about it to his face, so that he steals your much shittier shirt to 'make it ok'. 8. Beating Phil at mario party on the last turn of every game, no matter how hard we were losing, and watching him get pissed off.
Injuries to date since mel visited: I have a gigantic bruise on my arm, I got a door slammed into my face, I crushed my own balls with my own thighs... on accident, and I've been stabbed in the eye about 4 times.
Mel's injuries include: Self-induced sickness, resmashed fingers, a bashed chin, a hurt shoulder/neck after flipping over a hammock onto her own head while saying "back up, let me do it, leave me alone".
Unless the eye damage turns out to be perminant, I'd say mel is winning ;p
I feel like singing 'its 3 AM I must be lonely!" or some shit, but thats not exactly true or relevant. I am however on myspace, in a sleepless zombie-like state browsing an infinite seeming number of people who will never respond no matter what you typed to them in the world. Not complaining, simply pointing out the obvious fact that something must be 'unsettled'.
I went and read some of my blogs (and there are very few of them) and I had an 'awww' kinda feeling. I used to rant on here, it was fun, and now I dont feel like I really express how I feel at all, to anyone, about anything.
So, lets make a blog! yay!
FUCCCCKKKKKK YOUUUUUUU, im a shark!!! a shhhaaaarrrrrrkkkkkk!!! FUUUCKKK YOU!!!!
I'll say this, I dont feel like playing any games. Nothing is really 'fun' in that amgamgamg sence where you dont want to stop. I do things for an hour or so, and then I look around like 'is this ok? should we continue? because if you're bored I'll stop' And I must make a distinction between being pussified and undriven. If I really wanted to do something, I'd absolutely do it, so its not like an acceptance thing. I just feel completeeeeely undriven to do much of anything. Mel is in town, that really helps. Shes awesome fun and very random which I dig. I feel like if she wasn't here to throw in some ripples I'd probably have stared at the wall for the last straight week. I just dont really get any sence of reward from things at the moment. Even the base shit, like fucking food. I'll look at it, and think "thats gonna be DELICIOUSOUSOUS!!!" and then I'll eat it, and its like 'meh'.
Lets transist this into my good friend buddy 'ole pal Annarz. She is crazy, or something, or so we think, or so we think. Who knows at this point.
Long story short: 'I'm gonna come visit california when mel comes to visit california! More friends, more FUN!! And then she never shows up. I THINK I know what happened. She was probably eatting a cooookie, and was in the urinal in the airport, on her computer wirelessly, and fell asleep, and then her phone died.... for 6 days.
Mel came to visit for 3 weeks from Canada because shes fucking awesome and its worth it to her to meet her internet friend and have a fucking blast. Its been a great few days, and I expect good things.
Hes not claiming this to be anything in the video, its just an odd video I found.
Mostly everything I see labeled as "modern art" really mean "horrible art". I cant argue that if some artist exists today and makes art, he can call it 'modern art' simply because of the generation, but the term is misused. Art is about expression and creativity, and as we move forward with techology and media platforms, we're going to see some amazing shit from some really creative people.
I really think its wonderful. I'm sure some people will just giggle, and other see death and feel all sad... but just the wonder of entropy itself comes flooding into my mind. I r impressed.
Please comment.
After looking around a little, I found this one too: Its a little cutsie, but its still a really creative concept.
