Future hunting well be like this

Hunts some ducks + Loads spicy bullets and fires = Ready to cook spicy duck.

Depending on the spice, I'd almost rather bite into a bullet than a bullet sized mass of spice.

I hate that I won't be getting any food next month and that I'll be even in more debt because my student loan started up again without alerting me

And I hate that my hands keep falling asleep while I type :/

Don't knock Labryinth. It's a classic. David Bowie was gorgeous in it. I remember watching it over and over and over and over when it first came out, meanwhile driving my dad crazy with screaming everytime he came on. david bowie!!!!! *screams*

Beta server lag. Why's there so much?

I hate that my computer broke. It was in sorry shape before, but when I tried to replace the graphic card into a new one, it ceased to function. I'm afraid that it's either permanently or it will take painfully long to repair it.

I'm writing this from a friend's computer, which somehow broke mysteriously as well. We only managed to repair it a second ago by some sort of a miracle. I have no ieda what's going on, is this an EMP attack or what?

This experienced me and taught me one thing - I am too dependant on my computer. As soon as I get my own source of income, I'm getting two, to have a spare one when one goes down.

There was this saying:

Do you put new wine on old wineskins? No, because the old wineskin will blow up, spilling the new wine and wasting both of them. Or do you patch up a tear from an old cloth with a new one? No, because it'll make the tear worse, and the new cloth will fall off useless, wasting both.

So in this situation: Do you put a new graphic card on a sorry shaped computer? No, because it'll destroy both the card and the computer.

Kidding though.

My rant for today are zits/pimple... Oh how I hate them, especially this one on my nose.

I hate the fact my teachers end up being right that me being rather poor at maths will haunt me for the rest of my life. Working on 2 exam projects (which soak up all my playtime, grr) and most of my time is going into working out the calculations. Coding? No problem! But drawing a graph that scales with the minimum and maximum values you input as well as how big you draw it? 5 fricking hours of my day! It's amazing now it works though, that's what I love about programming. *drags self off to bed for sleep now*

I hate the doctor that almost killed my cat twice in one week. I hope he burns in hell. /end catty rant

So anyways, this is nothing Lusternia related, so read no further if you want.

In anycase, I'm completely a frisby golf fanatic, as most of you don't know. Alas, the local police have tried to bust me tonight saying it is not legal - most likely for insurance reasons that they don't wish to cover. As I've spoken with county police as well tonight, they claim nothing wrong with my favored sport.

In anycase, I'm going as far as I have to in order to reclaim my rights to play frisby golf without worries of getting arrested. I won't bother you all anymore except to know I'm taking this as far as necessary to insure my frisby golf rights remain! If any of you are actually interested anymore (and I'm sure most of you aren't), PM me, and I can pm you with more details - as well as how you can win my rights to play local frisby golf!

edit: editted to make sure the known reason for their complaint was most likely insurance related, rather than an actual law.

We have several city-built frisbee golf courses here. I don't get why such a thing would be illegal unless you've got some strange rules in your version.

Why do we need food? Why >.<

--Especially when after eating I have no will or want to get back on.

Is your doctor's name House?

Only if, after nearly killing the poor kitty twice in one week, he manages to find a miracle treatment that completely cures it from the rare disease that a more mundane sickness was hiding all along.






Not to poke fun at Reiha's kitty. I know what it's like to have a sick pet and it's awful.

I hate Murphy's law. No really. The closer you come to compleating a project the more random and obscure errors pop up. Even had an odd dream last night in which my code reprogrammed itsself into a virus which took over the whole college network and I failed and got kicked out of college.

I had a dream last night about a grocery store where you could only follow a set path through (with those red velvet ropes they use to queue people). I tried to back up to grab something I missed and got kicked out by the police and had to go hungry.

That happened to me yesterday.... but it wasn't a dream : P

You got kicked out of college yesterday??

You were in college??

I ment my code recoded itself and made a virus... I left college years ago.