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Ok so hello. I have decided to post here again for the normal reason, the one that begins with B and rhymes with 'whoredom'.
This time, I have been mainly doing not much. My lifestyle consists of:
getup.
go back to bed.
get up late.
rush to college listening to Pounding_Techno_Music.
sit in boredom.
amble home for luncheon listening to beats that are broken.
eat.
rush to college listening to emotive synthesizer tunes.
sit in boredom.
stroll home listening to harcoare gothik muzsik.
sit in boredom.
sleep.
repeat ad infinitum.
Fun eh?
My current boredom activity is posting on lamer forums, making fun of lamers in a discreet and subtle way that is appreciable by non-lamers. I also read a forum that I'm too cheap to pay to register on. Then I play some gamez. NFS: Underground 2 took up a nice chunk of time with its repetitiveness and long drives around a boring small city to get to each boring repetitive long race. I warezed the PC version for laffs too, it's just as bad. THUG 2 lasted a little time, it was 100%'d in about 3 weeks though. I'm now totally sick to the back teeth of skating games, with a grand total of over twelve THUG/THUG2 completions within the last 6 months of 2004. Half-Life 2 is excellently fun, played 3 3-hour sessions so far since Xmas and I'm a nice way through.
Xmas itself was average. I purchased 90% of my presents myself to save any hassle and the wastefulness of being given useless presents such as clothes n stuff. This 90% consisted of vinyl, CDs, a turntable, vinyl, CDs and vinyl. New Year was spent sitting soberly at a neighbour's house with the other neighbours, who are all 40 or 4. Two thousand and five anno domini has contained no mentionable events yet. Apart from making beatz.
Yes, I spent last Friday in the studio with mes amis. I shall leave them anonymous, but present the names Wig Man With Guitar and Hat Man With Screams. It's not really a studio, more a college French department's storeroom which happens to have two turntables and a mastering deck thing in it amongst the boxes of foreign literature and giant Friends posters. Wig busted out a rendition of The Trogdor Theme (see homestarrunner.net it's dot com for details) on his radioactive lime green electric bass stringed implement, and crooned the bulk of the lyrics. Hat proceeded to scream TROGDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRR at regular intervals, and a final crescendo of COTTAGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSS. It was rather spectacular. Apparently his vocal prowess could be heard from the other end of the college. I however responded by applying some impromptu scratching over the top with a chav trance tune I found in the corner. The finished creation was a masterpiece, but the bastarding mastery thing refused to burn it to CD so we're returning on Monday to master it and perhaps create a second version available for remixing into a hip-hop club buster. Stay tuned glitchhop fans!!
On a semi-related note, check Wig's bird's blog ovar hear. It bears a tasty black gothikal theme to my untrained eye, unlike the pretty pink of my own document.
Anyway, I have a pressing engagement with boredom, CYAZ.
This time, I have been mainly doing not much. My lifestyle consists of:
getup.
go back to bed.
get up late.
rush to college listening to Pounding_Techno_Music.
sit in boredom.
amble home for luncheon listening to beats that are broken.
eat.
rush to college listening to emotive synthesizer tunes.
sit in boredom.
stroll home listening to harcoare gothik muzsik.
sit in boredom.
sleep.
repeat ad infinitum.
Fun eh?
My current boredom activity is posting on lamer forums, making fun of lamers in a discreet and subtle way that is appreciable by non-lamers. I also read a forum that I'm too cheap to pay to register on. Then I play some gamez. NFS: Underground 2 took up a nice chunk of time with its repetitiveness and long drives around a boring small city to get to each boring repetitive long race. I warezed the PC version for laffs too, it's just as bad. THUG 2 lasted a little time, it was 100%'d in about 3 weeks though. I'm now totally sick to the back teeth of skating games, with a grand total of over twelve THUG/THUG2 completions within the last 6 months of 2004. Half-Life 2 is excellently fun, played 3 3-hour sessions so far since Xmas and I'm a nice way through.
Xmas itself was average. I purchased 90% of my presents myself to save any hassle and the wastefulness of being given useless presents such as clothes n stuff. This 90% consisted of vinyl, CDs, a turntable, vinyl, CDs and vinyl. New Year was spent sitting soberly at a neighbour's house with the other neighbours, who are all 40 or 4. Two thousand and five anno domini has contained no mentionable events yet. Apart from making beatz.
Yes, I spent last Friday in the studio with mes amis. I shall leave them anonymous, but present the names Wig Man With Guitar and Hat Man With Screams. It's not really a studio, more a college French department's storeroom which happens to have two turntables and a mastering deck thing in it amongst the boxes of foreign literature and giant Friends posters. Wig busted out a rendition of The Trogdor Theme (see homestarrunner.net it's dot com for details) on his radioactive lime green electric bass stringed implement, and crooned the bulk of the lyrics. Hat proceeded to scream TROGDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRR at regular intervals, and a final crescendo of COTTAGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSS. It was rather spectacular. Apparently his vocal prowess could be heard from the other end of the college. I however responded by applying some impromptu scratching over the top with a chav trance tune I found in the corner. The finished creation was a masterpiece, but the bastarding mastery thing refused to burn it to CD so we're returning on Monday to master it and perhaps create a second version available for remixing into a hip-hop club buster. Stay tuned glitchhop fans!!
On a semi-related note, check Wig's bird's blog ovar hear. It bears a tasty black gothikal theme to my untrained eye, unlike the pretty pink of my own document.
Anyway, I have a pressing engagement with boredom, CYAZ.
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