tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58109972011-04-21T16:41:38.284-07:00<a href="http://members.shaw.ca/negafen">Back!</a>Nachtnoreply@blogger.comBlogger801100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1109416519345709632005-02-26T03:14:00.000-08:002005-02-26T03:15:32.730-08:00

: I have started a new project. And not because you guys were nagging me either. But because I wanted to. So ha.The new blog is Limone

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1092714366342922502004-08-16T20:34:00.000-07:002004-08-16T20:46:06.343-07:00

: Saturday Aug. 28, 2004. So the chapter ends, not with a bang, but with a whimper. I wrote that back in '25, in my poem "The Hollow Men". Okay, here's the skinny. I'm leaving, I'm moving away. Far away. I don't mean Okanagan far, I mean Kentucky far. I'm sure most of you know why, and those of you who don't know, too bad. I find it a bit amusing that I of all people am the one moving away for

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1089018505281562882004-07-05T02:07:00.000-07:002004-07-05T02:08:25.280-07:00

: I'm gonna move, it's boring here. Not yet though, but asap.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1088244350709319162004-06-26T02:38:00.000-07:002004-06-26T03:30:01.776-07:00

: The Bush Party is quite possibly the silliest political machine in existence, except maybe the North Koreans, or the Africans. His campaign "blog" is at least 2/3rds Kerry bashing, and all of his ads state that "this is not a time for rage, and pessimism." Then they cite the fact that Kerry shows passion during his speeches as proof of his pessimism. Kerry openly gives reasons for Bush to not

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1088136551198998472004-06-24T20:57:00.000-07:002004-06-24T21:09:11.196-07:00

: For a long time I've wanted to find somewhere where I could be taught floor gymnastics, or just really high level martial arts. I've always kind of wanted to do this sort of thing. I've also decided this blog will likely end up less about me, and more about cool stuff I've come across. But I might as well tell you of a recent exploitation of mine. Electronics Boutique practices a strict

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1087969189955398572004-06-22T22:39:00.000-07:002004-06-24T21:48:26.646-07:00

: I very strongly enjoy how wonderfully tasteless the following headline is; Here's the skinny: Olsen twin in rehab for anorexia The media is great.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1087453593736748802004-06-16T23:26:00.000-07:002004-06-16T23:26:33.736-07:00

: The internet told me something today, this is what it told me. "Drevs Driessen van der Lieck is caused by Satan." It was a short update, but that was definitely cool enough to deserve it.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1086565741404126322004-06-06T16:27:00.000-07:002004-06-06T16:49:01.403-07:00

: It's official, and irrevocable. I'm an audiophile. Why, you ask? Simple, my recent purchase, and the circumstances surrounding it. The first bit of evidence, which many would cite as proof is this. I am the proud owner of the one, the only, well, not only... RP-HS5S (Not to be confused with the RP-HS5R!) So what? What the hell is it even supposed to be? Well I'll tell you. They're earbuds.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1084841576654012972004-05-17T17:48:00.000-07:002004-05-17T17:52:56.656-07:00

: What's going on with this new layout? Odd indeed. So, FMT is dead. That's pretty well official. In other news, I saw the strangest thing I've EVER seen while driving today. There's a truck pulling a trailer, on the trailer? A large, wingless, tailless aeroplane. Slightly beat up, slightly charred. It was just strange, not strange like a giant squid was attacking it or anything, but a piece

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1083910906275359522004-05-06T23:21:00.000-07:002004-05-06T23:25:00.013-07:00

: I sure missed the boat on that one. I apologize for the pun. Anyway, I didn't go. You probably noticed. Here's an unofficial, incomplete list of awesome movies in no specific order. Suggest some if you know some good ones. Rule! No really mainstream stuff. No X-men, no Star Wars, stuff that at least some people haven't seen. No anime. I know everything there is to know about anime out of my

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1083653171067233512004-05-03T23:46:00.000-07:002004-05-03T23:48:59.780-07:00

: If enough people comment, I'll start posting again. That is all.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1082422027720568062004-04-19T17:47:00.000-07:002004-04-20T13:10:38.670-07:00

: I declare myself a puzzle master. I was shown a puzzle, a puzzle that many seem to find hard. It took me only a few tries to figure out how to do it. The game is called Petals Around the Rose. The name is very important. The way it is played is simple. Roll five six sided dice. There is a single solution for each roll. I can tell you that solution. The answer is always even. The name is VERY

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1081495941426788022004-04-09T00:32:00.000-07:002004-04-09T15:49:26.670-07:00

: It's a sad day when you realize that Bill and Ted isn't nearly as funny as you remembered it being. I watched it with my parents, and it wasn't nearly as amusing as memories of it led me to believe. I'm sure it was funnier than Matrix Revolutions (the other choice) but that's hardly the point. What is the point you ask? Keanu looked silly in 1991. Kinda like Laurie Shong, someone none of you

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1081303644124447052004-04-06T19:07:00.000-07:002004-04-06T19:12:15.793-07:00

: This isn't what I had it save. I edited my template how I wanted it, and it worked, everything was fine. Boom! All of a sudden it turns into this ugly catastophre, what the hell happened? Where does it get off thinking it can just delete what I was up to, without asking, and get away with it? Mainly I'm only mad about this because I didn't save. -edit : Bastard, I guess I'm using a default

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1081300047495527972004-04-06T18:07:00.000-07:002004-04-06T18:12:48.200-07:00

: Change is on the wind. I'm redesigning the layout and the site. Maybe the goal of the blog shall change too. I've lost interest in the telling of tales, so perhaps this will be more of a place for writing. Strangely enough if I went ahead and wrote the results would likely be more amusing than the stories I re-iterate right now. Speaking of stories, I have eaten at least one large animal in

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1080794429370753202004-03-31T20:40:00.000-08:002004-03-31T20:43:06.576-08:00

: Like the phoenix from the ashes. Look when I first started writing FMT #2.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1078352835504439802004-03-03T14:27:00.000-08:002004-04-02T18:40:27.920-08:00

: It's time for Future Music Thursday #2. Moving away from letters which I'm not overly fond of, and getting into the meatier ones. I really had issues with numbers, stupid numbers. I don't like any bands that start with a number! Ian Hardacre is useless (co-opinion). e - This letter, basically, sucks. E.S. Posthumus : E.S. Posthumus? Yah, they don't sing. They make music. It's like listening to

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1077853164640358712004-02-26T19:39:00.001-08:002004-02-26T23:51:13.623-08:00

: Yah okay, no more this post.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1077853164406863832004-02-26T19:39:00.000-08:002004-02-27T15:27:39.123-08:00

: It's Thursday, and I've had nothing to post about for a while. I figure it's about time that I do! People have been bitching at me about a few things recently. Not updating. That my site looks like shit and is over-simple. I guess that means it's time I changed a few things eh? I figure it's about time I have an organized feature as a part of my blog. Drawing my inspiration from Ian and his

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1076568258218766342004-02-11T22:44:00.000-08:002004-02-11T22:46:06.466-08:00

: I got one of those Matchmaker things today. I'm curious as to who has followed me my entire life counting my steps. I don't have a very good chance of liking anybody in school according to this. You know what, it's kind of accurate, I don't really like all that many people. But I do like quite a few, you can probably figure out which ones you are. I spent lunch tracking down the glaring girl.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1076377502049081702004-02-09T17:45:00.000-08:002004-02-10T17:32:51.200-08:00

: Ryan, stop reading this and get back to work. Hey me in Int 12. Here's that colour stuff you wanted. Colormatch 5k Color Lab Trial site - Hey, if you're reading this, what do you think of my example? I think I ought to darken up the blue on the smaller buttons, it's hard to see the icons. Maybe tie them to the large orb, so that when you roll your mouse over one the orb image changes to some

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1076208404896843062004-02-07T18:46:00.000-08:002004-02-07T19:40:59.263-08:00

: Yesterday (Fri) I took my road test. I won. His only complaint was I was "over-cautious". I'm a cunning trickster. On the way home I drove 30 over the limit, and later that night I saw how fast I could get it on a very short stretch, I think my Volvo's as powerful as an everyday muscle car. Aaron and I, and some others, watched Mel Brooks movies, and after everyone left we decided to go to

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1075706382289074782004-02-01T23:19:00.000-08:002004-02-01T23:28:21.873-08:00

: You know, I've travelled a lot more than most people. Look at everywhere I've been! If you want to make one. I've visited 2% of the worlds according to that. Does anyone else see a problem with their wording? Compare the red to the green. If it had said 2% of the worlds countries, that'd be fine. But it didn't. Jeez, I've only been to two percent of the worlds countries? I've installed

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1075289526540935102004-01-28T03:32:00.000-08:002004-01-28T13:19:58.403-08:00

: A lot of you could stand to shut the hell up once in a while. See! It's posted somewhere else, and looks publishy, so... yah! Luckily I can be as long winded as I please, the ultimate information extracted from what I say isn't the intent. It's the fun of the way I tell it, isn't it? If it isn't I'll take my own damn advice and regale you with events in a factual and pointed fashion. But how

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1075032786765050962004-01-25T04:13:00.000-08:002004-01-25T04:14:37.606-08:00

: Is a while after midnight too late to plan to go to a friends? How about then going? To watch Naked Gun 33 1/3rd? And getting back nowish? We had ice cream.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1074982984635742232004-01-24T14:23:00.000-08:002004-01-24T14:50:46.670-08:00

: I bet this guy is proud. Really he's just stupid though. I like how he gets mad about a bumper sticker.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1074930426430975582004-01-23T23:47:00.000-08:002004-01-24T00:07:49.590-08:00

: It's about damn time, sheesh, you guys never update. Turns out I've become an urban legend! The mighty and flavourful beans of my actions are roasted and ground by the recounting of events. The fine powder is filtered through the perception and understanding of the second tellers, and finally the liquid goodness percolates to the common commoner, different in form, but still satisfying. I

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1074412090935842422004-01-17T23:48:00.000-08:002004-01-18T13:09:41.326-08:00

: I had posted the rules to never losing a game of tic-tac-toe and winning every time you can. But I've removed them. I've decided it's to my advantage to be able to play perfect tic-tac-toe.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1074149787214262102004-01-14T22:56:00.000-08:002004-01-14T22:57:48.186-08:00

: Today we have a special treat for you. Skittles! Does this excite you? Not really, right? You do like Skittles don't you? Yes? Why? Have you ever payed attention to how they taste? No? They're vile. Why do people eat Skittles? Classic Skittles, the other flavours are okay, though sour also remains a mystery to me. The classic ones taste simply awful. There is absolutely no good reason to eat

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1073812114833510222004-01-11T01:08:00.000-08:002004-01-11T01:22:26.653-08:00

: Did you know things you post on blog, you can't erase after? Only edit, unless I just can't find the button...

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-107377683194802532004-01-10T15:20:00.000-08:002004-01-10T15:21:48.340-08:00

: Have I used that title in the past? Perhaps, I certainly hope not. With over a week since my last post, and my readership on the rise nonetheless - which I certainly don't understand - I figured it was about time for me to make a post in one form or another. The reason for the title being that what it is simple; I am making a post under duress, the requests for an update have turned into

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1073112504981754222004-01-02T22:48:00.000-08:002004-01-02T22:49:33.340-08:00

: I just got someone naked. No big deal really, happens all the time. I might tell the stories at a later date, depending on the outcome of the lawsuit.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1072961691260451752004-01-01T04:54:00.000-08:002004-01-01T04:56:21.733-08:00

: Oh yah, hey, hi me, remember to complain about type-casting and to post those snow pictures for the non locals. Also, looking good me, looking real good.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1072961132842591562004-01-01T04:45:00.000-08:002004-01-01T04:47:30.000-08:00

: I had a very G-rated new years celebration. Why, I don't even think there was cursing. We watched two of three of the Hellsing DVDs, which the slow had trouble following. And the Kieran wanted to borrow. Two very large sandwiches ,the kind that devour worlds, saw their ends by our hands. After the hanging around and being noisy everyone was shoed out of Ian's homestead (at 1:30am) some of us

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1072419874926387102003-12-25T22:24:00.000-08:002003-12-25T22:25:35.686-08:00

: What's this? Did I get you, my loyal stalkers, something for christmas? Why yes, I did! Take a peek at the webcam section.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1072316414837827362003-12-24T17:40:00.000-08:002003-12-25T16:30:03.746-08:00

: Nope, sure don't really like this time of year. I like new years though... Who wants to do something for new years? I'm thinking it's a good time for Hellsing. Merry whatever, or something. I'm being insincere anyway, so what do you care? I'm a bitter anti-christ... mas. I don't actually mind the season, and holiday, and I got some neat stuff. Here's a list so you can go "Wow, I got so

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1071816200890731842003-12-18T22:43:00.000-08:002003-12-18T23:08:35.780-08:00

: I'm not in the mood to make a post, nor am I in a mood not to. Either way, rather than think of something to say I'll just ridicule something else. It's easier. I watched Return of the King on Wednesday, and it was very very good. Best of the series. When I got home, of course people asked, and someone pointed me to a review by Macleans. This review. How is it possible for someone with

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1071636259947533062003-12-16T20:44:00.000-08:002003-12-16T20:45:11.466-08:00

: Gather round and be regailed with the tales of the ancient days of two weeks ago. On an illustrious and rainy thursday a lone traveller flew into Vancouver airport. Without a fuss he was picked up in a silver BMW and finished the last leg of his journey. To my home. Hans had arrived. The next da, after much duck hunting the night was passed. The following day a Daria was also added to the mix.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1071474601874931412003-12-14T23:50:00.000-08:002003-12-15T00:05:16.496-08:00

: You guys haven't done your summary of Strangelove yet have you? Well, I'm here to bail you out. Without further ado, my review, actually, one more ado. Don't steal the good bits that you didn't even start to conceive. Or if you do, credit me. General Jack D. Ripper, interesting name, goes insane and seals off Burpelson Air Base, confiscates all the on base radios, and orders a bomber wing to

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1071310713380780642003-12-13T02:18:00.000-08:002003-12-13T02:19:21.530-08:00

: I'm always dissapointed when I visit something I had expected to see updated, only to discover no change of any sort. Dissapointed, annoyed, and almost betrayed. Well, that's all.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1070444892039791232003-12-03T01:48:00.000-08:002003-12-13T02:24:25.013-08:00

: Now my promise shall be fulfilled. I shall tell you of my weekend.. two weeks ago, now that I don't really remember much about it. Anyway, I had wanted to take the 3pm ferry so that I could be there in time for fencing, but then I'd have to miss a bit of school, which was out of the question of course. So instead I went to class late (thank you driving lesson) and left early, to pack. I was

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1070043703066334862003-11-28T10:21:00.000-08:002003-11-28T10:22:16.733-08:00

: The tagboard is messed up, comments seem to be busted, and I'm leaving for the weekend. Whatever will you people do without my glorious and illustrious presence?

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1070007445036406172003-11-28T00:17:00.000-08:002003-11-28T00:17:58.343-08:00

: These are the times of plenty. The land of milk and honey has been found. My MD player automatically labels tracks. I think that it may be greater than the light in the microwave, or the tiny four armed man who warms my socks every morning. They're making us write grad comments. Mine is better than yours. Now available wherever fine products are sold. See in store for details, some conditions

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1069920926980394242003-11-27T00:15:00.000-08:002003-11-27T00:19:08.640-08:00

: Today I drove a brand new, bright yellow Mustang. Not a high end GT, but still a Mustang. That thing was a piece of shit. The speedometer only went to two hundred, and it accelerated like a not very good at accelerating thing! It had cooling vents on the hood and sides, except they didn't go anywhere, they were sealed off. Christ, my dads station wagon has way more power. Then again my dad

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1069920372268207792003-11-27T00:06:00.000-08:002003-11-27T00:16:55.043-08:00

: Yesterday was an interesting day, actually it wasn't. Not for me anyway. For people like you I'm sure it would have been. But people like you are boring. Yesterday I decided to go to Camo, which is a clothing store downstairs and a paintball store upstairs. But I don't care about the clothing bit. I bought some stuff, I could tell you, but you wouldn't know what I'm talking about. It ended up

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1069918908281494842003-11-26T23:41:00.000-08:002003-11-27T00:17:50.560-08:00

: I'm shocked and appalled. Or possibly flattered, actually I think it's sort of a disconcerted annoyance. On second thought, I don't care at all. But some blogs have sprung up because of me. People let me influence them, it's definitely bad sign for the future of this world. It's already begun. Ian now has a blog (Midnight Blogger) Someone named "Magz", who I can only assume is a claw shrimp,

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1069738682267367662003-11-24T21:38:00.000-08:002003-11-24T21:38:32.326-08:00

: Look what it did! Warning: Host 'coconut.tag-board.com' is blocked because of many connection errors. Unblock with 'mysqladmin flush-hosts' in /home/httpd/vhosts/tag-board.com/httpdocs/tagboard.msq on line 23 Warning: MySQL Connection Failed: Host 'coconut.tag-board.com' is blocked because of many connection errors. Unblock with 'mysqladmin flush-hosts' in /home/httpd/vhosts/tag-board.com/

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1069699103717339172003-11-24T10:38:00.000-08:002003-11-24T10:38:53.310-08:00

: Hello, I'm the RIAA. Thank you for viewing this digital content. With a copyright owned by me, the RIAA. As you did not pay for it, and acquired it through un-authorized means (You didn't buy it in a store did you? You dirty rat, you downloaded it!) I'm going to take you to court and sue you for $250,000 per view. You cheated my typists out of the money. Because you would have bought a cd with

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1069571820593721452003-11-22T23:17:00.000-08:002003-11-23T00:50:37.873-08:00

: Today was good. Rife with accomplishment. I bought something. I like what I bought. I applied to another place. I like where I applied. I microwaved some food. It's pretty tasty. I went to A&B Sound to buy a new MD player, and I got to be a bad customer. First off, I made them pricematch it for $100 less. Leaving it at a total cost of $125 at that (ha!). Then I was uncompromising. They only

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1069460490148105922003-11-21T16:21:00.000-08:002003-11-21T16:38:34.483-08:00

Miso shiru is a typical japanese soup which is served with every meal. This soup is prepared by dissolving miso in dashi*. Then, according to the season, various ingredients (seaweeds, tôfu, mushrooms, onions, vegetables, etc...) are added to the miso's broth. * Dashi: a stock used in many japanese cooking's recipes. One prepares it by boiling kombu in water. Then, once the seaweed is

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1069379598874821772003-11-20T17:53:00.000-08:002003-11-21T16:34:25.186-08:00

: yelling, leaving. I'll edit this into a real post later. So I've applied for a job at a bunch of places. I don't really want most of them to hire me though. I applied at; Le Chateau - I want to work here. I like the clothes. I know only gay guys are supposed to work here. I can fake it. The Gap - Too colourful, smells funny. Apparently you have to buy Gap clothes to wear on the job. I'll

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1069063222188078412003-11-17T02:00:00.000-08:002003-11-17T02:09:15.670-08:00

: I have to apologize to all those who have been offended by me. I know I often say that I'm brilliant, and a genius. I also know that you usually think "There's smarter" or "I could have thought of that" or even "So what, you've just learned more". And you're right. I'm not the end all philosopher king that I may seem to think of myself as. But here's the reality of it; there are smarter, but

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1068959108602742612003-11-15T21:05:00.000-08:002003-11-16T16:39:26.686-08:00

: I've added post specific comments, and moved the tagboard. Use them damnit! I get lots of visitors, but none of you ingrates say a damned thing! I'm giving this site a facelift... You might notice some changes in the near future.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1068953818405451232003-11-15T19:36:00.000-08:002003-12-15T00:16:03.153-08:00

: Okay, so I got back a long time ago, so what? I'm posting now, and you'll like it damnit. Anyway, we left for Seattle at about 2 am on Nov 6. About 5 minutes into the trip we forgot half the stuff, so we went, got that, and turned around again. I slept the whole trip, something else may have happened during the drive, I don't know. Getting on the plane was a stressful hassle because my parents

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1068097023104302582003-11-05T21:37:00.000-08:002003-11-05T21:37:01.076-08:00

: Right, I think I forgot to tell anyone. I'm going to a Fencing world cup for a while... I come back, Iunno.. Monday, or something. I'll have a story then. Also. I'm not telling you about my trip to Victoria 1-2 weeks ago... Or my evil deal with EB, or my odd realization at Boston Pizza, at least not yet... Because I have to shower and pack, and leave in an hour or uhh... three and a half.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1067762249562217382003-11-02T00:37:00.000-08:002003-11-02T00:37:28.050-08:00

: Less cunning than my usual titles, but aww well. What did I do on Halloween? I can't remember, I had waay too much to drink. Actually I can remember. I remember not drinking too. When I got home I carved four pumpkins (I didn't have time before), put up webs, some graves, more webs, set up a sound system, and accidentally got some web stuck between my teeth, which, it turns out, is entirely

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1067305954331384432003-10-27T17:52:00.000-08:002003-10-27T17:54:49.090-08:00

: Well, I added a tag board. Use it. If it's abused I'm removing it though. I don't control what's posted on it, and it doesn't necessarily reflect my opinions, though it might. It's possible, but it still officially won't. But that doesn't mean if it matches my opinion I automatically change my opinion so it's no longer upon the tagboard. I'm going to do a post covering Fri, Sat, Sun at some

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1066957297943205172003-10-23T18:01:00.000-07:002003-10-27T17:47:51.066-08:00

: Baldwin our local scary triad. Is the subject of most of todays photography. I wanted to take a picture of him holding up his cake grinning like an idiot, but he wouldn't. He also refused to dance for me. So I forced Ian to get funky instead. Such is my power. I was playing with my cameras video capabailities, and I must say "I'm very impressed". I'm very impressed. Now that that's covered, I

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1066797087188057652003-10-21T21:31:00.000-07:002003-10-21T21:45:46.330-07:00

: It's officially Halloween time. I carved some pumpkins, more on that in a later post, along with more pumpkins being carved. I also put up the lights/graves. Halloween will also get a seperate post, likely the same post as the pumpkins... I was forced to wear a tie today, everyone told me I did it right. I had just guessed what I was doing, I made a knot up. Then my dad came along and told me

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1066572859487339272003-10-19T07:14:00.000-07:002003-12-15T00:16:27.420-08:00

: The post you've all been waiting for! I know, I postpone everything (see: Slacking). Let's get down to business... What do I owe you? A long arduous post you say? A website update you say? Jack squat I reply! Luckily, I'm nice, sort of, so you do get something. Maybe even more things. Well, my birthday was one week ago today, and I've finally worked through the deep scars it left. All none of

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1066529011545404392003-10-18T19:03:00.000-07:002003-10-18T19:03:31.626-07:00

: too bad. I'm a busy person. I DO plan to update, I really do...

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1066239631278426232003-10-15T10:40:00.000-07:002003-10-15T10:41:58.063-07:00

: Ian, in the library, with the warhammer. I've finally figured out who killed Mr. Body, where, and what with! This doesn't count as a post, it's just me playing with my new camera. Don't worry, I plan to make a real post today, lots of new stuff... Birthday Report Matchstick Men review Mocking of something Upcoming events Probably more mocking, possibly of the same thing... Lots to look

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1065951824763286492003-10-12T02:43:00.000-07:002003-10-12T02:43:44.460-07:00

: I'm still alive, and it's my birthday. Where's my cake? This blog has taken a very very back seat to my life. Young Drivers of BC called, they wanted to give me lesons waay later than I wanted them. I yelled at them for a while, and lied, saying I won't be available ever again after Dec. 3, so I have to have my license by then (it worked). I will be done the course mid to late November... I

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1065681493712689842003-10-08T23:38:00.000-07:002003-10-08T23:39:07.010-07:00

: I haven't really had much to post about recently, so I've settled on telling you all of my one true love. Voles. Truly the mightiest of all of gods creations. They can kill with a thought, and outrun the fastest of automobiles. They're also rather cute. Voles hold a very special place in my heart. Although, I don't like them as much as I do hedgehogs, or double pepperoni pizza. So one true

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1065437663678172452003-10-06T03:54:00.000-07:002003-10-06T03:54:23.053-07:00

: Well, it's just shy of 4am, and I haven't updated in 4 days. I've been staying up as late as always, 3-4am. But I'm usually talking to people more interesting than the lack of response this blog gives me. So, to hell with you reader. I'm talking to the cool person! Besides, it's been a boring week. My birthday is in 6 days, on the 12th. You better have got me something nice! Well, I guess

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1065079308763786972003-10-02T00:21:00.000-07:002003-10-02T00:37:44.870-07:00

: Let this grand revelation go forth across the lands. Double pepperoni is the grandest creation in all my design. Long have I known this, and those who have feasted upon the result of my machinations were also aware of it. Next you order from Dominos (and only Dominos, it doesn't work with other pizza companies) order a double pepperoni pizza. As your meal is masticated by your slavering maw,

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1064902677462661412003-09-29T23:17:00.000-07:002003-09-29T23:17:57.360-07:00

: I'm speechless. I don't know what to make of this I only though people like this existed in fairy tales... Why would anyone clap?

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1064881183482868032003-09-29T17:19:00.000-07:002003-09-29T17:32:42.270-07:00

: Sunday there was a fencing tournament I visited. I was a blazing incarnate of skill. Nothing could touch me, within reason of course. Then part way through a bout the ref decided cheating would be fun. I would have won, his cheating was madly obvious. Everyone watching new it, he made rules up, disregarded rules, including those he had just made up. Frankly, I'm very pissed off. Don't overly

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1064651806110358162003-09-27T01:36:00.000-07:002003-09-27T02:00:52.093-07:00

: Crap, that sucked. The concert was awful somewhat fierce. Rally Car stole the show, but it would be like stealing a cripples cane, a dead cripple. Who has been cremated, and the cane was placed in your hands. All you'd have to do is not drop it, and they didn't. Rally Car stole the cremated cripples cane pretty well. Rally Car was the only band where a large amount of people moshed, the only

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1064535177768571122003-09-25T17:12:00.000-07:002003-09-25T23:37:47.750-07:00

: While I was not at school apparently there was a survey circulated wherein people were supposed to say who was funniest, cutest, drives the crappiest car, etc. Seems I won "Most opinionated" nearly unanimously. It's not that I'm opinionated, it's just that I'm always right. Also, I have my ticket for the concert (Vancouver show). Maybe I'll get some other people to go, but a bunch are already,

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1064423919244785542003-09-24T10:18:00.000-07:002003-09-24T10:18:39.096-07:00

: First off, no not as in Greek mythos. Some things happened during the daylight I can't quite remember. A very cool dream was had, involving a duel atop a snowy plateau overlooking a city of black iron. I don't remember what I was fighting, but I do remember that I was defending someone. Much doodling of the more interesting elements. *7 hour break for sleep, and a bit of school* Right,

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1064308472297385722003-09-23T02:14:00.000-07:002003-12-16T00:48:09.060-08:00

: Recently I've been having trouble sleeping. Which was in fact the inspiration for Acronyc. At first it was minor, going to bed at 1am, 2am, that sort of thing. But it has steadily worsened. I rather often don't sleep, and if I do I go to bed at 4am at the earliest. Like tonight I decided that I would go to a friends until 11:30pm. I got home at 2am. I've been sleeping during the day, when I'm

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1064141460382413602003-09-21T03:51:00.000-07:002003-09-23T17:07:11.546-07:00

: Would you like to buy Iraq? You can't own the land per se, but you can sign an exclusive 40 year contract. That's just like owning it. Except it doesn't look like you're just selling a country off to foreign investment. Oh, you HAVE to be foreign by the way. If you're an Iraqi, then you're not allowed to own anything in any sector except natural resources. Which has mostly been sold off already

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1064001512835853162003-09-19T12:58:00.000-07:002003-09-23T17:08:59.670-07:00

: Being sick is crappy, I feel like throwing up most of the time. Not that I have. Parents don't think I'm sick, they sent me to class to sprawl on a desk and try and stay conscious. I love tasks of that manner. Here's something I wrote in that class regarding the Russian revolution of 1905. Russia - Bloody Sunday - 1905 The Foolish Optimist Petition We the undersigned (starving illiterates)

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-106386709839508952003-09-17T23:38:00.000-07:002003-09-23T17:08:16.093-07:00

: Apparently I need more links to useless or interesting things as content. Otherwise people won't be interested, and they'll go somewhere else for use as a digital media repository.

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1063751375121034402003-09-16T15:29:00.000-07:002003-09-18T17:23:58.010-07:00

: I'm feeling sick today. Go somewhere else for your fix of cynical funny. Bugger off! I'm not just here to entertain you, contrary to what you might believe. Right, now that it's 1am I'm starting to feel better. So today I built an NES out of a broken NES with no AC adapter. I took the thing apart, cleaned all the non-electronic parts, and fixed the broken connections (including in the

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1063656859664795692003-09-15T13:14:00.000-07:002003-09-15T13:18:33.290-07:00

: So I found out an old internet buddy of mine is in fact a member of the American military today. I also discovered he is mobilized, currently in Germany. However he fought in Iraq. I figured this deserved a separate post. Although it may have been slightly invasive, I went about what was essentially an interview. He wanted to remain anonymous, so his name has been changed, and some details

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1063648233907926082003-09-15T10:44:00.000-07:002003-09-15T12:12:20.150-07:00

: Today we have a special treat for all of you. I'm going to interview Ian Hardacre. The interview is being conducted in the library, and we can't speak. So this is an optimal medium. Ian is a person I've known for some time that is more than none, but not forever. He absorbs quite a lot of abuse from me, yet I've never quite known why. I'm more than happy to help him with it though. Without

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1063612104672499462003-09-15T00:48:00.000-07:002003-09-17T23:47:35.610-07:00

: So I'm trying to figure this abominable css out, having never mucked with it before it's proving rather bothersome. The scroll bar styles won't stick, although it works in preview, and I can't get the actual blog thinner, so it fits within the confines of the site. I may end up scrapping this template and making my own. By glorious means of trial and error, I can overcome any problem! Unless

Nachtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5810997.post-1063529927345807872003-09-14T01:58:00.000-07:002003-09-14T02:18:06.476-07:00

: A new blog is born. Had it been the first there may have been rejoicing, or at the very least a smug creator. But I am but one of the masses who have created this for no purpose but personal indulgence. There is no rejoicing, there is no satisfaction at completing an arduous task. All this has earned is a pert nod, and a continuation with larger, more difficult parts of The Acronyc Project.

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