And it means a mix CD that you should submit some tracks for. It's a bad time for anything that requires human contact, though. I was hoping for something. Anything. Makes me long for the days when Acro-Nym was around. The guy was a condescending bastard, but at least you could lead him around like a sheep. Gave him an excuse to be an asshole, but at least you'd get something out of it.
I can't help but wonder what was going on the White CD. I guess we'll never know. I'd expect something like Lovesliescrushing.
I care about your opinion, but I should not expect anything.
People expect such unreasonable levels of patience from me. I hate it.
I'm not sure whether to comment on Kara Mano Iru's artwork becuase if I did, it would send the message that I actually care about her life, which is what she was complaining about, but she told me not to contact her until she unblocks me, whenever that is, which sends the message that I don't actually care about her picture of the rat or anything. It makes no sense to me. Passivity has never accomplished anything and it never will, especially with friends like mine. Please. If you don't want to talk to me ever again, just tell me instead of wasting my frigging time, OK?
Here's an idea of the hell I'm going through.
Imagine downloading a torrent of Futurama that's old and might work, but is going really slowly. Then, upon waiting two months, either it stops at 99% or it finishes, but, to your horror, it's dubbed over in really badly translated Hmong. And if you finally find a working torrent, it takes five months to finish, you need special software to run it, and it doesn't work half of the time.
I am now a proud owner of Ar-Tonelico, two math/physics t-shirts, and a bunch of Daria .avis. Lsat night, I had a dream in which I was in a giant tower. They're probably connected, but I've dreamt of towers before.
I have yet another* cousin who could achieve great success if he was born Canadian and lived there. That's what CanCon did. Oh, sure, you can't sing, can't play an instrument, but if the radio station played you, they'd satisfy the quota. It's why crap like Nickelback is so successful.
*"Hey, that rhymes." No, not that. It's why I said yet another. Figure it out.
I can't help but wonder what was going on the White CD. I guess we'll never know. I'd expect something like Lovesliescrushing.
I care about your opinion, but I should not expect anything.
People expect such unreasonable levels of patience from me. I hate it.
I'm not sure whether to comment on Kara Mano Iru's artwork becuase if I did, it would send the message that I actually care about her life, which is what she was complaining about, but she told me not to contact her until she unblocks me, whenever that is, which sends the message that I don't actually care about her picture of the rat or anything. It makes no sense to me. Passivity has never accomplished anything and it never will, especially with friends like mine. Please. If you don't want to talk to me ever again, just tell me instead of wasting my frigging time, OK?
Here's an idea of the hell I'm going through.
Imagine downloading a torrent of Futurama that's old and might work, but is going really slowly. Then, upon waiting two months, either it stops at 99% or it finishes, but, to your horror, it's dubbed over in really badly translated Hmong. And if you finally find a working torrent, it takes five months to finish, you need special software to run it, and it doesn't work half of the time.
I am now a proud owner of Ar-Tonelico, two math/physics t-shirts, and a bunch of Daria .avis. Lsat night, I had a dream in which I was in a giant tower. They're probably connected, but I've dreamt of towers before.
I have yet another* cousin who could achieve great success if he was born Canadian and lived there. That's what CanCon did. Oh, sure, you can't sing, can't play an instrument, but if the radio station played you, they'd satisfy the quota. It's why crap like Nickelback is so successful.
*"Hey, that rhymes." No, not that. It's why I said yet another. Figure it out.