Well, fifteen hours after my first blog, I’ve decided to write another. It has nothing to do with the fact that my friend updated hers.
Honest.
Anyway, I think I’ll talk about my day. Did you realise, in a twist of forum insanity, that I became Vice President of the Universe by building a time machine, going back eight months, and then falling through a black hole?
Well, now you do, and I’ll you what, it was awesome. We even had an election! My friend Jacob was one candidate, and I was the other. The voting was fair and civilised: we both decided that Jacob was better off being president, as she is less of a dick than I am. So, the two votes made Jacob President of the Universe. I occasionally paint her office Blue when she isn’t looking, but she loves me really.
Seriously, though, I think everyone at the forum may be insane (or, at least, I am so insane that everyone appears equally insane when they are actually sane…nah). For example, we had a lovely topic about cute dogs, and everyone started posting adorable, fluffy pictures of said cute dogs, with ‘if you do not want to hug this, then you are totally evil’.
Of course, I had to add my two-penny worth, and so typed ‘disgusting creature’ into Google, in which a picture of a hideous spider appeared. I then ran it through Tinypic.com so the link wouldn’t give it away, and then posted it (claiming that if one did not want to hug, then they were undoubtedly evil…which meant the majority of the forum).
Choruses of shrieks that worded ‘KILLITKILLITKILLITWITHFIRE’ danced around the forum in a beautiful melody, and I sat smugly on my bed as Flameh said ‘Here I was thinking that was a puppy or something’. The warm fuzzy feeling of striking terror into my friends’ hearts never ceases to satisfy, and I indulged myself in eating chocolate, but then felt a bit sick, so I went downstairs and stole the last of the samosas we had for dinner (or however you spell them).
I am so going on a diet after Christmas, however, as my parents thought it would be a good idea to whinge about my weight, and then promptly buy me enough chocolate for Christmas to feed an army of fat people.
I would probably be in said army, but oh well.
A great cure for chocolate sickness, though, is to eat tons of savoury/salty food. It doesn’t do any good for your figure, but if you feel ill from eating chocolate, it’s probably obvious you didn’t care much about being fat in the first place. Apparently it is easy to choke off chocolate, too, according to Rayne, but also easy to unchoke, as it melts quickly.
…You know, my title kind of reminds me of Star Wars (blatantly so). I’m rather looking forward to the new Knights of the Old Republic game (KOTOR). The first two I enjoyed immensely, and became so immersed in the first that I didn’t realise I hadn’t eaten for an entire day until the room became dark. The second was good, too, but some of the story had holes and was inconclusive.I do hope that the legacy of Darth Revan is explored more in the next installment.
Speaking of video games (of the Star Wars variety), I picked up Lego Star Wars alongside Tomb Raider: Underworld. I’ve played the lego one before on PS2, but I thought I’d give it another go. Tomb Raider, however, is fantastic. The graphics are stunning, the water is very well done, and all in all, it is a very pretty and atmospheric game. The camera is shit at times, but it is in a lot of games nowadays. I would seriously recommend it.
Picture this:
Power sliding around an ancient tomb on a motorbike, running over a panther/undead soldier/various other enemy, and getting an achievement for it!
Sweet.
Leilah~
