Wow, my break's almost over, and I've only seen a few people from school. Just classmates and friends, but no bestest buddies. Kinda sucks, eh? Well, uh, it's New Year's Eve, but personally, I couldn't care less. It's nice to know it's 2003, but life's not going to be any different at midnight. I've been up at midnight many times, the only difference today being different shows on at that time. And no 24 for the past 3 weeks. :( I'm still in suspense as to what will happen to Jack.
New Year's Eve/Day used to be the biggest thing of the year. My family and I would go over to my cousin's house, and there'd be a bunch of guests over and stuff. We'd all stay up till midnight and well beyond. I had a lot of fun, it was one of the big parts of the holidays.
Flash forward, 2000-2002, that's not the case anymore. We don't really have the big celebration thing. Now I just stay home, maybe use the computer or play with my Game Boy, but it didn't have the same impact on me as it used to. I can't really complain though, like they say, c'est la vie. I'll probably be up all night working anyways, I still have a project to do. And I will finish before the 5th! I can do this!
One last thing I want to point out, I'm going to stick up a counter somewhere, but I just want to say, if you pass by here, at least leave a comment, it'll really make my day.
If you want to talk, wish me a Happy New Year, or whatever else, email me. Be sure to have something in the subject header about "Blog" or something. Or, AIM me, I like a good talk every once in a while.
So anyways, have a safe and Happy New Year, and be sure to buckle your seatbelt, don't drink and drive, and remember to keep your pets spayed and neutered!
SEE YOU SPACE COWBOY...
12.30.2002
12.26.2002
Well, seems time to write something. My day was spent mostly on watching DVDs and doing my history project. Oh how I hate thee. I do not like history. Heh, it rhymes.
I don't think I'll be able to think up and bang out a long entry like last week, but I dunno. I'll just type whatever. This has been my source of fun for the short little while, and watching clips from The Getaway, the game I'm pre-ordering tomorrow.
It's a slow Boxing Day, I guess. Boxing Day being the day Jesus boxed his way out of the tomb he was placed in after death, :D. Hahaha. Anyways, I'm not sure what else to type here to occupy your precious time. You should be doing something productive! Go outside! Maybe I'll see you there.
SEE YOU SPACE COWBOY...
I don't think I'll be able to think up and bang out a long entry like last week, but I dunno. I'll just type whatever. This has been my source of fun for the short little while, and watching clips from The Getaway, the game I'm pre-ordering tomorrow.
It's a slow Boxing Day, I guess. Boxing Day being the day Jesus boxed his way out of the tomb he was placed in after death, :D. Hahaha. Anyways, I'm not sure what else to type here to occupy your precious time. You should be doing something productive! Go outside! Maybe I'll see you there.
SEE YOU SPACE COWBOY...
12.22.2002
This is Jess and her monkey army wreaking havoc upon Eric's blog. :D :D :D ! First off, i want random people to add me at my new aim sn inconespants YES! IN HIS DAMN PANTS PEOPLE! And Deryck's too but it wouldnt fit. lol My monkey army is dressed in little red suits with gold trim and little hats. Aww. They look cute but would fucking kick your motherfucking ass.
Since i can't do this on my own blog and have permission to do it here : FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK SHIT SUCK MY FUCK SHIT! Ah, wasn't that nice! I AM SWEARING WHOLE HEARTEDLY! :D Why did I do that? because i can. that's why.
If you are weird, add me to your aim. Be my minion, and join my monkey army. Don't get them pregnant though or bad things will happen to you. I'm going now! byeybeeeeeeeee
Since i can't do this on my own blog and have permission to do it here : FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK SHIT SUCK MY FUCK SHIT! Ah, wasn't that nice! I AM SWEARING WHOLE HEARTEDLY! :D Why did I do that? because i can. that's why.
If you are weird, add me to your aim. Be my minion, and join my monkey army. Don't get them pregnant though or bad things will happen to you. I'm going now! byeybeeeeeeeee
12.09.2002
Howdy readers, if there's any of you here. I'm alive. My posts are mostly nonsense, and my back hurts. I have about a bajillion pages of history to do. -_-
I really need to shape up and organize a bit more, I usually find myself overwhelmed by work. Oh yeah. I thought about why I don't post much about personal problems in life as much here as other bloggers, and I came to the idea that... well, I keep thinking that in the end, I'm just whining about problems which could be solved easily. With a simple sorry or a long talk, but something of the sort.
Anyways, a quick rundown of my day. With extra whining about problems which coul... ehm yes.
First Period, Computers: This class made me realize the importance of a good posture. The back of my chair was sort of... deadly, so I leaned forward most of the class, and paid the price, I have a pain in my lower back and it's really getting to me. But it still hurts.
Second Period, Math: Ah Jesus. Could it be any worse? The pain in my back increasing, the loudness of the class is high. Shit. It's actually kinda funny in a way. I mean, five people pass the test (including me), and everyone wants to know how they did, yet THEY ALL TALK! They act like they give a shit, but they don't give a shit. That's fucking amazing.
Recess rolled along. The biggest thing that happened was.... I don't remember. If you do, tell me, I might be losing my memory.
Third Period, English: The one point of the day where I could relax just a bit. The big chunk of it was talking to Luvdeep about Tom Clancy novels, and about who played Jack Ryan. I say Harrison Ford was the best one, :D
Lunch all took place in the caf, or the lobby. We (me, Eli, Andy, Rame, Jacob, and Dharmesh) didn't really leave that area. As for what happened, there were sissyfights, slaps, punches, nudges, hugs, and yells of "JESUS CHRIST SHUT UP!" [<-- Yeah yeah, you know who you are. ;) ]
French came and we had a test, we had a listening test, and there was a lot of work.
Going home, we (the group mentioned above) went to the arcade, stuck around and talked, about... everything. And no, Shannon, I don't like Sze-Wing. You're crazy.
I originally planned to interview myself, but like a lot of my ideas, it went to the trash.
Oh. And hear me say some nonsense in Cockney London slang/accent here. Keep in mind that I did that at Midnight with a tired brain.
Anyways,
SEE YOU SPACE COWBOY...
I really need to shape up and organize a bit more, I usually find myself overwhelmed by work. Oh yeah. I thought about why I don't post much about personal problems in life as much here as other bloggers, and I came to the idea that... well, I keep thinking that in the end, I'm just whining about problems which could be solved easily. With a simple sorry or a long talk, but something of the sort.
Anyways, a quick rundown of my day. With extra whining about problems which coul... ehm yes.
First Period, Computers: This class made me realize the importance of a good posture. The back of my chair was sort of... deadly, so I leaned forward most of the class, and paid the price, I have a pain in my lower back and it's really getting to me. But it still hurts.
Second Period, Math: Ah Jesus. Could it be any worse? The pain in my back increasing, the loudness of the class is high. Shit. It's actually kinda funny in a way. I mean, five people pass the test (including me), and everyone wants to know how they did, yet THEY ALL TALK! They act like they give a shit, but they don't give a shit. That's fucking amazing.
Recess rolled along. The biggest thing that happened was.... I don't remember. If you do, tell me, I might be losing my memory.
Third Period, English: The one point of the day where I could relax just a bit. The big chunk of it was talking to Luvdeep about Tom Clancy novels, and about who played Jack Ryan. I say Harrison Ford was the best one, :D
Lunch all took place in the caf, or the lobby. We (me, Eli, Andy, Rame, Jacob, and Dharmesh) didn't really leave that area. As for what happened, there were sissyfights, slaps, punches, nudges, hugs, and yells of "JESUS CHRIST SHUT UP!" [<-- Yeah yeah, you know who you are. ;) ]
French came and we had a test, we had a listening test, and there was a lot of work.
Going home, we (the group mentioned above) went to the arcade, stuck around and talked, about... everything. And no, Shannon, I don't like Sze-Wing. You're crazy.
I originally planned to interview myself, but like a lot of my ideas, it went to the trash.
Oh. And hear me say some nonsense in Cockney London slang/accent here. Keep in mind that I did that at Midnight with a tired brain.
Anyways,
SEE YOU SPACE COWBOY...
11.29.2002
Today was pretty good, starting off with the hard stuff first, ending a little easy. A french oral started my day, and a test to boot. I did pretty good, though I was honestly a little worried. I wrote the oral the night before, and barely memorized it... but I did great on it, so i sorta jumped the gun there.
Art rolled along, and not much happened, except that I started making a collage of a city using bits of paper. Ooooo. -_- Pain in the ass I tell ya.
Recess - Nothing happened. Ehhh.
History - Nothing happened, except for note taking for the chapter I'm on.
Lunch - I ate a sandwich, I drank juice, and I basically spent my time walking around doing things which borderline on insanity. ^_^
Math, I learned more about Algebra, and learned a bit about .... yeah. Algebra.
After school, I saw Tyler, and Sruti at the 128 stop. We threw snowballs around, mainly at Emma, and talked about stupidity. We had a good laugh there. I took that bus home, and we had a sissyfight tournament on the bus. Tyler won, the bastard, he had nails! Hahaha, it was fun.
Art rolled along, and not much happened, except that I started making a collage of a city using bits of paper. Ooooo. -_- Pain in the ass I tell ya.
Recess - Nothing happened. Ehhh.
History - Nothing happened, except for note taking for the chapter I'm on.
Lunch - I ate a sandwich, I drank juice, and I basically spent my time walking around doing things which borderline on insanity. ^_^
Math, I learned more about Algebra, and learned a bit about .... yeah. Algebra.
After school, I saw Tyler, and Sruti at the 128 stop. We threw snowballs around, mainly at Emma, and talked about stupidity. We had a good laugh there. I took that bus home, and we had a sissyfight tournament on the bus. Tyler won, the bastard, he had nails! Hahaha, it was fun.
11.18.2002
Sorry for not posting. It's all this work. It's evil, yet... some of it can be pretty interesting. I remember Sruti giving me this interesting essay to read. It's about "Why Web Journals Suck." Take a look at it, it's my recommended reading for now.
It snowed yesterday. I spent an hour clearing it up, earning $10 in the process. This morning... a fresh 10cm. I was pacing in my living room, looking out the window. Well, it could be worse, I figured, since if I didn't clear it yesterday, it'd be higher, and I'd probably get buried alive in the powder. It was 6:20AM. People were already out shoveling and clearing the cold snow. I couldn't imagine myself out there that early. I'd fall face first into the snow and fall asleep, freezing to a cold eternal sleep. Sorta like Han Solo, except that they freed him from it. Hah.
Well, I tread my way through the snow, imagining myself as a member of Easy Company, fighting my way through the snow covered city and forests of Bastogne. Sure, it was only up to the middle of my shin, but still, it was a little dark, snow was flying every which way, and I was cold. Sure, it was only -2C, but it was colder than they said. Maybe they do make it up on The Weather Network. To my luck, a bus showed up less than a minute after I arrived at the stop, and I got to school pretty early.
There were so many rumors of a snow day, considering how Bob, the janitor, said how half the teachers haven't showed up. Well, they did. And the day was long. But it was a good one. Not like the sort that would be written in a 300 page biography, but one that I can remember for a while. =)
Have a good one.
LIFE IS BUT A DREAM...
It snowed yesterday. I spent an hour clearing it up, earning $10 in the process. This morning... a fresh 10cm. I was pacing in my living room, looking out the window. Well, it could be worse, I figured, since if I didn't clear it yesterday, it'd be higher, and I'd probably get buried alive in the powder. It was 6:20AM. People were already out shoveling and clearing the cold snow. I couldn't imagine myself out there that early. I'd fall face first into the snow and fall asleep, freezing to a cold eternal sleep. Sorta like Han Solo, except that they freed him from it. Hah.
Well, I tread my way through the snow, imagining myself as a member of Easy Company, fighting my way through the snow covered city and forests of Bastogne. Sure, it was only up to the middle of my shin, but still, it was a little dark, snow was flying every which way, and I was cold. Sure, it was only -2C, but it was colder than they said. Maybe they do make it up on The Weather Network. To my luck, a bus showed up less than a minute after I arrived at the stop, and I got to school pretty early.
There were so many rumors of a snow day, considering how Bob, the janitor, said how half the teachers haven't showed up. Well, they did. And the day was long. But it was a good one. Not like the sort that would be written in a 300 page biography, but one that I can remember for a while. =)
Have a good one.
LIFE IS BUT A DREAM...
11.16.2002
Hey, yeah, so I'm spending at least 30 minutes with James, and Sruti, and all we did was sing bits of 80's songs. Yeah... Sruti had news on Rage, and it got me wondering. Well, uh. I can't think of anyhting to post.
So yeah.
2000 Plus opened up a month and a half ago in the Plaza, funny how I only notice it now. It's great there. Very... yeah...
SEE YOU SPACE COWBOY.
So yeah.
2000 Plus opened up a month and a half ago in the Plaza, funny how I only notice it now. It's great there. Very... yeah...
SEE YOU SPACE COWBOY.
11.08.2002
11.06.2002
First off, a big happy birthday goes to JESS, it's her 15th today. One more to the sweet sixteen, sixteen candles. Heh. I rented Vice City. Once I get immersed into it, I shall attempt to review it. Okie doke.
11.04.2002
11.03.2002
Chamber of Secrets looks great. Steak was good tonight. I think I earned my pay, slicing vines with hedgeclippers. It's been a while since I did a post like this, so I might as well try to flesh it out. The Simpsons is on Global now. "I'll turn your groin to puddin'!" lol. Cake is good too.
Now for a sad story.
[rant]
Warning: I say some things ahead which are out of rage and anger. If I offend anyone, I apologize in advance. Thank you.
I was so close to Vice City yesterday. If it wasn't for the guy holding his baby, and him being there 30 seconds before me... I WOULD HAVE IT! I mean, come on, he has a baby to take care of, and a wife who has two other games AND a DVD to play. Where in the HOLY FUCK will he find the time for it? I was tempted to snatch it from his hands. So tempted.
[/rant]
Well, as for plugs, everyone in my links section down there, you know who you are, as well as Dee, with her eyecatching unique design to her site, Steve 1, the one and only, and the Upload mag, a magazine which Sruti has contributed to at times. These places, plus the people in my links, are great to visit, and are worth your time. Except maybe Matt S. He never updates. That cruel bastard. (EDIT: Matt is not a cruel bastard, he's a great guy. My lawyers made me say that. Even though I do agree with them. It's all just a joke.) And Rage, since it's on hiatus, same with Julie's site.
Hehe, Treehouse of Horror 13. Wooo!
Continued:
That was a great episode. Now, if anyone can guess the song this verse is from, you get... a mention on the blog, I guess.
And I ran away, I ran so far away.
I just ran, I ran all night and day.
I couldn't get away.
Send me answers using that "Email Me" link down there. So leave a name, so I'll know who to congratulate, I guess. That's all for now. Band Of Brothers came out on DVD today. And it's on Global in 40 mins. So I'll watch it there. It's my recommended show of the few seconds. And that DVD set ain't so shabby. And the series is really nice. David Schwimmer (Ross on Friends) swears so much in the first episode.... that alone is a sight to see. Ha ha.
Continued Nov 4, 2002
Ah fuck it. The song was I Ran (So Far Away) by A Flock Of Seagulls.
Now for a sad story.
[rant]
Warning: I say some things ahead which are out of rage and anger. If I offend anyone, I apologize in advance. Thank you.
I was so close to Vice City yesterday. If it wasn't for the guy holding his baby, and him being there 30 seconds before me... I WOULD HAVE IT! I mean, come on, he has a baby to take care of, and a wife who has two other games AND a DVD to play. Where in the HOLY FUCK will he find the time for it? I was tempted to snatch it from his hands. So tempted.
[/rant]
Well, as for plugs, everyone in my links section down there, you know who you are, as well as Dee, with her eyecatching unique design to her site, Steve 1, the one and only, and the Upload mag, a magazine which Sruti has contributed to at times. These places, plus the people in my links, are great to visit, and are worth your time. Except maybe Matt S. He never updates. That cruel bastard. (EDIT: Matt is not a cruel bastard, he's a great guy. My lawyers made me say that. Even though I do agree with them. It's all just a joke.) And Rage, since it's on hiatus, same with Julie's site.
Hehe, Treehouse of Horror 13. Wooo!
Continued:
That was a great episode. Now, if anyone can guess the song this verse is from, you get... a mention on the blog, I guess.
And I ran away, I ran so far away.
I just ran, I ran all night and day.
I couldn't get away.
Send me answers using that "Email Me" link down there. So leave a name, so I'll know who to congratulate, I guess. That's all for now. Band Of Brothers came out on DVD today. And it's on Global in 40 mins. So I'll watch it there. It's my recommended show of the few seconds. And that DVD set ain't so shabby. And the series is really nice. David Schwimmer (Ross on Friends) swears so much in the first episode.... that alone is a sight to see. Ha ha.
Continued Nov 4, 2002
Ah fuck it. The song was I Ran (So Far Away) by A Flock Of Seagulls.
10.28.2002
Which CowBoy BeBop Session Are You?
Session 5:
"It looks like my past is finally catching up with me." - Spike
Those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it.
This however never applied to you, becuase you haven't ever left that place in the past.
Deep down in your soul you feel the need to end something started long ago, in days when life was so much simpler.
Be it anger, sadness, or happiness...eventually you must let it go...but not now..not yet.
There are still somethings that must be done.
10.26.2002
10.23.2002
To sum up my day, it's hard to buy a chocolate chip cookie without seeing a knife brandishing fatass, using insults which make less sense than something a dope smoking heroin shooting schitzophrenic would say, and that things are fun. Don't feel like writing much today. But I had a great day, nonetheless.
Oh yeah, who's the mysterious BoyInterrupted66@aol.com ? Got this email from them, and I share the same name with their lovarboy. Who are youuuu? Speak up! Dammit!
Oh yeah, who's the mysterious BoyInterrupted66@aol.com ? Got this email from them, and I share the same name with their lovarboy. Who are youuuu? Speak up! Dammit!
10.21.2002
When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the Hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here...
I don't care if it hurts
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the Hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here...
Oh, oh
She's running out again
She's running out
She runs runs runs runs RUNNNNNS RUNNNNS
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special...
I wish I was special...
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo...
What the Hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here....
I don't belong here....
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the Hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here...
I don't care if it hurts
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the Hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here...
Oh, oh
She's running out again
She's running out
She runs runs runs runs RUNNNNNS RUNNNNS
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special...
I wish I was special...
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo...
What the Hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here....
I don't belong here....
10.20.2002
Why doesn't Eric have long messages or posts?
Well, that's hard to answer. I mean, maybe it's because there's some thoughts expressed, not deemed suitable for public viewing. Maybe it's because the people who read this probably already know what I'll say anyways. Who knows, really.
Jess would say it's school, Sruti would say that a short blog is still a fun read, and I say "Well, I don't have the same openness that others have when posting online." It's not like I don't trust people, or that I'm uncomfortable, it's just that... a lot of things, I feel, shouldn't be let out. That, and someone I know could find out and read about it here.
That's all for now....
Oh, and I got Murder By Numbers and Saving Private Ryan on DVD.
Bye.
Well, that's hard to answer. I mean, maybe it's because there's some thoughts expressed, not deemed suitable for public viewing. Maybe it's because the people who read this probably already know what I'll say anyways. Who knows, really.
Jess would say it's school, Sruti would say that a short blog is still a fun read, and I say "Well, I don't have the same openness that others have when posting online." It's not like I don't trust people, or that I'm uncomfortable, it's just that... a lot of things, I feel, shouldn't be let out. That, and someone I know could find out and read about it here.
That's all for now....
Oh, and I got Murder By Numbers and Saving Private Ryan on DVD.
Bye.
10.18.2002
Eric says: there was a crazy spanish dude with his two kids on the metro, sharing a burger. sounds touching, except that the dad always talked as if he was going to murder, and stuffed the burger in the kids throats like there was no tomorrow. "EAT!"
Jess says: ROFL!
Eric says: and it was like seven fucking fifty Ay Em.
Eric says: C'mon, he's like the only one eating their lunch in the morning
Jess says: you SAW this?
Eric says: yeah they were right in front of me in the metro. one of his kids didn't want the first bite
Jess says: good god, rofl
Eric says: and I was tempted to ask. "LEMME EAT IT!"
Jess says: "Can i have it?! PLEASE!?" rofl
Eric says: so should i post this convo as my blog?
Jess says: yeah, why not?
Jess says: ROFL!
Eric says: and it was like seven fucking fifty Ay Em.
Eric says: C'mon, he's like the only one eating their lunch in the morning
Jess says: you SAW this?
Eric says: yeah they were right in front of me in the metro. one of his kids didn't want the first bite
Jess says: good god, rofl
Eric says: and I was tempted to ask. "LEMME EAT IT!"
Jess says: "Can i have it?! PLEASE!?" rofl
Eric says: so should i post this convo as my blog?
Jess says: yeah, why not?
10.14.2002
GO TO ASK'EM'S!
We need people to give advice to! Advice givers need to eat too! GIVE US PROBLEMS TO HELP WITH! PLEEEEAAASSEEE!
We need people to give advice to! Advice givers need to eat too! GIVE US PROBLEMS TO HELP WITH! PLEEEEAAASSEEE!
10.13.2002
Sitting in my sister's computer/PS2 room, tummy full of turkey, I decide to blog. What to write, what to write? I ponder endlessly. Eventually, I figure out that I should just write about.... anything. So write I shall. I was on the phone with Kayla pretty late last night. 3 1/2 hours around.... I had fun, lots. Then I slept, woke up, played Socom and went to my sister's to eat turkey and other good foods. Verryyy gooood foooods. Mmmmm..... good. See ya pals.
10.12.2002
It's my first Friday Five, written on a Saturday. Enjoy.
1. If you could only choose 1 cd to ever listen to again, what would it be?
It's either Hybrid Theory by Linkin Park, or Radiohead's second album. The second one more likely, since it might probably maintain my sanity more.
2. If you could only choose 2 movies to watch ever again, what would they be?
Dogma, definitely. The other movie would probably be Saving Private Ryan. Before you go crazy asking why SPR, it's because it adds balance to the two films I chose here. Dogma is very funny and well done, SPR is gritty, realistic, and kicks reality into your head. And both because they make me really think about the LUE. Life, the Universe and Everything. (Yes, I got that from GameFaqs... don't ask.)
3. If you could only choose 3 books to read ever again, what would they be?
Frank Herbert's "Dune", James' and my story, "Metal Gear ZEN", and Robert Heinlein's "Starship Troopers," (Much better than the movie!)
4. If you could only choose 4 things to eat or drink ever again, what would they be?
Pepsi, pizza, ritz crackers, and mac and cheese.
5. If you could only choose 5 people to ever be/talk/associate/whatever with ever again, who would they be?
Sorry, but I can't answer that. I'd need a lot more than 5 people. I don't like having to choose between friends.
And that was today's Friday Five, which was written on a Saturday. Thanks for reading, drive safely!
1. If you could only choose 1 cd to ever listen to again, what would it be?
It's either Hybrid Theory by Linkin Park, or Radiohead's second album. The second one more likely, since it might probably maintain my sanity more.
2. If you could only choose 2 movies to watch ever again, what would they be?
Dogma, definitely. The other movie would probably be Saving Private Ryan. Before you go crazy asking why SPR, it's because it adds balance to the two films I chose here. Dogma is very funny and well done, SPR is gritty, realistic, and kicks reality into your head. And both because they make me really think about the LUE. Life, the Universe and Everything. (Yes, I got that from GameFaqs... don't ask.)
3. If you could only choose 3 books to read ever again, what would they be?
Frank Herbert's "Dune", James' and my story, "Metal Gear ZEN", and Robert Heinlein's "Starship Troopers," (Much better than the movie!)
4. If you could only choose 4 things to eat or drink ever again, what would they be?
Pepsi, pizza, ritz crackers, and mac and cheese.
5. If you could only choose 5 people to ever be/talk/associate/whatever with ever again, who would they be?
Sorry, but I can't answer that. I'd need a lot more than 5 people. I don't like having to choose between friends.
And that was today's Friday Five, which was written on a Saturday. Thanks for reading, drive safely!
10.02.2002
Eric here. First off, even though I know she doesn't read this since to her I am one of the more crazy people she's met but anyways... a happy birthday goes out to Joanna.
With that outta the way, I just got word from Sruti that AskEm is now open for business! If you need advice, this is the place to be. It's Steve 1, August, and me, all there to help people out and give advice in general. It's a funny story how it all came together, especially so since I didn't really know the other two before last week. Still though, I'm hoping to find out a little more about them, since we're all working together now. Well I'm out.
See you around.
Edit: I just blogged at Rage, and I might be on the verge of tearing up. I mean... that was probably my longest, and possibly only meaningful, blog there... and well... read it, especially if you're a rager, and you haven't been posting...
With that outta the way, I just got word from Sruti that AskEm is now open for business! If you need advice, this is the place to be. It's Steve 1, August, and me, all there to help people out and give advice in general. It's a funny story how it all came together, especially so since I didn't really know the other two before last week. Still though, I'm hoping to find out a little more about them, since we're all working together now. Well I'm out.
See you around.
Edit: I just blogged at Rage, and I might be on the verge of tearing up. I mean... that was probably my longest, and possibly only meaningful, blog there... and well... read it, especially if you're a rager, and you haven't been posting...
10.01.2002
La la la. Saturday, watched Saving Private Ryan, Jess got scared out of her mind, and is possibly scarred for life (which means you prolly owe me a scare. =/ you tell me.) I sat through and watched it all. Enjoyed it.
Then I showed her a pic from the movie, where the flamethrower unit explodes and causes the two other guys to get killed by the blast. So I scribbled down on loose paper: "Jess owes me one smack." Sorry bout that. Spur of the moment I guess. Well, now you have reason to meet me I guess. Heh.
Very vague fragmented sentenced blog today. Don't feel like making sense. Happiness is just a word to me, and it might've meant a thing or two if I'd known the difference.
Oh, Sruti, got your email and replied. Also, I'm going to take the existing bits of the Rage story and prolly make something out of it. SINCE NO ONE ELSE WILL CONTINUE, Heh, got your attention there, eh, remaining Ragers? Probably not. which means I continue. yup.
See you around.
Then I showed her a pic from the movie, where the flamethrower unit explodes and causes the two other guys to get killed by the blast. So I scribbled down on loose paper: "Jess owes me one smack." Sorry bout that. Spur of the moment I guess. Well, now you have reason to meet me I guess. Heh.
Very vague fragmented sentenced blog today. Don't feel like making sense. Happiness is just a word to me, and it might've meant a thing or two if I'd known the difference.
Oh, Sruti, got your email and replied. Also, I'm going to take the existing bits of the Rage story and prolly make something out of it. SINCE NO ONE ELSE WILL CONTINUE, Heh, got your attention there, eh, remaining Ragers? Probably not. which means I continue. yup.
See you around.
9.26.2002
9.25.2002
Hey. I just wrote this long blog. But I screwed up and lost it all. But! I shall retype it. Because I love you people. ^_^
Well, there's a couple of changes to this blog. First being the name. It's now The Digital Void. The name is from an old message board which me, James, and Matt worked on. We were with it till the end.... Anyways. I decided to take the name, since I liked the sound of it. Second, I wrote up a little thingy on the upper left side. The blog profile thing.
As for my day....
I was a volunteer at school again. I had to guide classes to the lobby to have their ID photo taken. I missed three periods during the day, but did a lot, and had a better time than I would in my classes that day. I was walking around my assigned chunk of the school, telling people when to get their photo done. Unfortunately, spending my day doing something seemingly simple came with a price. I was on my feet most of the day, running, walking or standing around the school. Going up and down flights of stairs so many times in a few hours gets to me, and my legs. Walking to my only class of the day, my leg cramped up and it was so bad it held it's position for several seconds. It hurt like fucking hell.
Grr... Sruti's day was going great 'til Emma screwed it up. I'd rather not bring it up. For now anyways...
Well... right now I'm relaxing, blogging, and relaxing. I have homework, and my own obligations to follow here. So I'd best be off.
Well, there's a couple of changes to this blog. First being the name. It's now The Digital Void. The name is from an old message board which me, James, and Matt worked on. We were with it till the end.... Anyways. I decided to take the name, since I liked the sound of it. Second, I wrote up a little thingy on the upper left side. The blog profile thing.
As for my day....
I was a volunteer at school again. I had to guide classes to the lobby to have their ID photo taken. I missed three periods during the day, but did a lot, and had a better time than I would in my classes that day. I was walking around my assigned chunk of the school, telling people when to get their photo done. Unfortunately, spending my day doing something seemingly simple came with a price. I was on my feet most of the day, running, walking or standing around the school. Going up and down flights of stairs so many times in a few hours gets to me, and my legs. Walking to my only class of the day, my leg cramped up and it was so bad it held it's position for several seconds. It hurt like fucking hell.
Grr... Sruti's day was going great 'til Emma screwed it up. I'd rather not bring it up. For now anyways...
Well... right now I'm relaxing, blogging, and relaxing. I have homework, and my own obligations to follow here. So I'd best be off.
9.18.2002
Updated the links, if you want your name down there, ask. My Red Faction 2 demo disc should be in the mail in 2 to 4 weeks. I hope it doesn't get lost, or else I will be mad. Mad like... that crazy lady I blogged about a while back. Well, no.... more like, mad in the sense that I've just dropped an ice cream cone into a sewer, and watched as it was eaten by crocodiles (or was it alligators?) Anyways.... um... oh yeah, something I'm wondering...
Is there any meaning to Duo-Tang? Why is it called that? Does it stand for something?
I don't understand it. Well, I'm out.
See you, space cowboy.
Is there any meaning to Duo-Tang? Why is it called that? Does it stand for something?
I don't understand it. Well, I'm out.
See you, space cowboy.
9.15.2002
9.13.2002
At computer class again. I know people are reading over my shoulder. Yeah. You. You know who you are. Ha ha ha. Not much else to talk about. Adios.
EDIT: I'll just edit instead of having to post a new one. I hit my head today. Door was pushed to be closed, and swung at my head. -_- I went home on the metro, and pretty much had a good day. no details as of yet, but once I rmember, I'll vbe sure yo let yuo know.
EDIT: I'll just edit instead of having to post a new one. I hit my head today. Door was pushed to be closed, and swung at my head. -_- I went home on the metro, and pretty much had a good day. no details as of yet, but once I rmember, I'll vbe sure yo let yuo know.
9.11.2002
Yeah, Eric here, Just wanted to note, when you post, choose "Post & Publish". My history teacher isn't so bad. Not strict, but he does expect work to be done. He is pretty funny and everything, though Sruti doesn't seem to like him on a count that he let her go early.... blah blah blah.... Ask Sruti, my memory is hazy. Hmm. I'm on today because I had no homework today. I'm on now, so I'll stick around. Thanks to Chelsea and Sruti for keeping an eye on here.
9.10.2002
hey guys,,, okay this is sruti speaking, just to make u feel at home here at solidsnake's home i'll keep this short and blunt... eric has a strict history teacher therefore i am scared of him.. lol not he real point is... eric didn't do so good on his history test or paper and his parents 'well eric felt' his punsihment should be 1 week no intnter... stupid of course, btu ur stuck with me until next week muahaha... anyway care to join me?
PS: just so were clear, i am Eric's sister. =D - Sruti
PPS: This is being posted by Chelsea, who has no idea what she's doing. here's hoppin this works...
PS: just so were clear, i am Eric's sister. =D - Sruti
PPS: This is being posted by Chelsea, who has no idea what she's doing. here's hoppin this works...
9.09.2002
9.06.2002
Spokey dokey I'm posting from school. I hope my teacher doesn't mind.... ^_^ Ha ha ha. Hrhrhr. I have this feeling that someone's reading this as I type. Crazy people. Yeah, you read me right, you crazy people.... T_T I'm watching you.... Oh, and thanks to her for posting yesterday. ^_^
9.05.2002
9.04.2002
Hrhrhr, today was fun. I'll talk about the highlights first, get the good stuff out of the way, heh heh. Upon getting of the 16, and starting to go to the next bus, I saw as a lady went apeshit crazy. Literally... Her daughter (who I don't really know, other than her name,) took a different bus to go home, and she went mad. She looked at someone who was on the bus with me, and started going batshit nuts.
Mom: "OH MY GOD! OH MY GODDD! WHERE'S (Name edited out)!? WHY DIDN'T YOU STAY WITH HER?!"
Girl: "I did! I was with her out of the lockers, but we got seperated."
At this point, the lady has gone from apeshit to maximum overdrive mega large apeshit, red faced with anger, and quite possibly fear. My friend starts to chuckle, I signal to her to keep it shut, and the lady turns and says "IT'S NOT FUNNNY!" She continued to 'Interrogate' the poor girl, who I thought would probably break into tears at any moment. I just decided to walk away, telling a couple of kids nearby that 'There was nothing to see here.' As soon as we were a good distance, we laughed it up. Seconds later, I turned back several times, wondering about the outcome. I couldn't help but worry for the girl, but I stopped thinking about it when I got home, and fought the evil that is History homework. I finished that, and played PS2. And that's that.
EDIT: I just realized that I didn't talk about the rest of the day. Owell. Screw it.
Mom: "OH MY GOD! OH MY GODDD! WHERE'S (Name edited out)!? WHY DIDN'T YOU STAY WITH HER?!"
Girl: "I did! I was with her out of the lockers, but we got seperated."
At this point, the lady has gone from apeshit to maximum overdrive mega large apeshit, red faced with anger, and quite possibly fear. My friend starts to chuckle, I signal to her to keep it shut, and the lady turns and says "IT'S NOT FUNNNY!" She continued to 'Interrogate' the poor girl, who I thought would probably break into tears at any moment. I just decided to walk away, telling a couple of kids nearby that 'There was nothing to see here.' As soon as we were a good distance, we laughed it up. Seconds later, I turned back several times, wondering about the outcome. I couldn't help but worry for the girl, but I stopped thinking about it when I got home, and fought the evil that is History homework. I finished that, and played PS2. And that's that.
EDIT: I just realized that I didn't talk about the rest of the day. Owell. Screw it.
9.01.2002
I love music. Sad songs, happy songs... disturbing songs, anything. Music opens me up and makes me feel better. That's pretty much it. This song is something I've been listening to for such a long while. It's so bittersweet, and beautifully done.
Rain - Mai Yamane/Steve Conte, Composed by Yoko Kanno. (From AnimeLyrics.com)
I don't feel a thing
and I stopped remembering
The days are just like moments turned to hours
Mother Used to say
if you want, you'll find a way
Bet mother never danced through fire shower
Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain
I walk in the rain, in the rain
Is it right or is it wrong
and is it here that I belong
I don't hear a sound
Silent faces in the ground
The quiet screams, but I refuse to listen
If there is a hell
I'm sure this is how it smells
Wish this were a dream, but no, it isn't
Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain
I walk in the rain, in the rain
Am I right or am I wrong
and is it here that I belong
Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain
I walk in the rain, in the rain
Why do I feel so alone
For some reason I think of home
Rain - Mai Yamane/Steve Conte, Composed by Yoko Kanno. (From AnimeLyrics.com)
I don't feel a thing
and I stopped remembering
The days are just like moments turned to hours
Mother Used to say
if you want, you'll find a way
Bet mother never danced through fire shower
Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain
I walk in the rain, in the rain
Is it right or is it wrong
and is it here that I belong
I don't hear a sound
Silent faces in the ground
The quiet screams, but I refuse to listen
If there is a hell
I'm sure this is how it smells
Wish this were a dream, but no, it isn't
Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain
I walk in the rain, in the rain
Am I right or am I wrong
and is it here that I belong
Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain
I walk in the rain, in the rain
Why do I feel so alone
For some reason I think of home
8.28.2002
8.27.2002
I don't know her too well, but she worries me. She gets three to four hours of sleep and some nights, none at all. She knows she feels sick because of this, but doesn't want to take action. I want to help, but I'm drawn back, I feel I shouldn't interfere. I don't want to butt in without them knowing me that well... but I want to help. I don't understand why I do things like this. I don't know why I help others who I barely know. All I know is that I do, even though I don't know why. I understand that you probably don't understand, but that's okay. I just wanted to get this off my chest. Just wanted to let it out.
Sleep. People like it, people hate it. Not enough is bad, and too much is bad. Just like the Molson Ex commericials say, "It's all about balance." Balance is hard to achieve. People can work late nights, sleep early in the morning, and get up hours later. Some people just sleep. Long bouts, 16 hours straight. I don't understand why. Maybe because of the peace in sleep? I'm trying to get balance. I need to get back into my normal schedule of sleep.... and everyone who's reading this, so should you. If you wanted to know, I sleep from 11ish to 6:30, maybe 7AM. I go into bed at 10, I spend an hour trying to sleep, and then I sleep at 11, 11:45 at the latest. A solid 7 hours, 9 is sometimes what I get the most. I'm going to go. I'll listen to music, and then sleep the night away.
Sleep. People like it, people hate it. Not enough is bad, and too much is bad. Just like the Molson Ex commericials say, "It's all about balance." Balance is hard to achieve. People can work late nights, sleep early in the morning, and get up hours later. Some people just sleep. Long bouts, 16 hours straight. I don't understand why. Maybe because of the peace in sleep? I'm trying to get balance. I need to get back into my normal schedule of sleep.... and everyone who's reading this, so should you. If you wanted to know, I sleep from 11ish to 6:30, maybe 7AM. I go into bed at 10, I spend an hour trying to sleep, and then I sleep at 11, 11:45 at the latest. A solid 7 hours, 9 is sometimes what I get the most. I'm going to go. I'll listen to music, and then sleep the night away.
8.25.2002
You're laid-back, cocky, and, for the most part, quite lazy - but you can get off your ass for a task you really care about. Although your friends and family tend to see you as sort of an idiot, you know they care about you. And even though you'd never admit it outright, you need them too. You're a genuine people person, and for everybody telling you you're obnoxious all the time, they sure do love you. Just be sure to work in some time for yourself so you don't get too drained.
Yeah... That's mostly true, to be honest... I am laid back and a little cocky, and pretty lazy too, though I do keep focused on big projects (Metal Gear: ZEN, school projects...). I'm going to stop writing, because I'm just repeating it all.
8.21.2002
I don't really know how to start off a blog correctly. I just start... typing. Today was pretty boring. I played Medal Of Honor: Allied Assault a lot today. I then popped in Metal Gear Solid on my Gameboy, and thought for a second...
Would a cardboard box be a useful stealth tool, or a deathtrap?
I see characters like Solid Snake, and Raiden, crouching under large cardboard boxes, and I see them sneak by successfully unscathed. I started thinking, would it be any good in a real life situation? With technology today, a box isn't so efficient. Some security systems are very elaborate, with heat sensors under the flooring, cameras, and infared lasers. A person's heat coming from the cramped box would be detected by the heat sensors, the camera would probably see a moving box, and the box itself would be too big to pass through infared lasers undetected (Think "Entrapment").
Now, the situation changes. A large storage room, 6 guards, and not such advanced technology, say, some cameras, limited field of sight, and moving, to compensate for a limited view, and a bunch of boxes and crates. A person could be successful in sneaking to their destination if they are very careful, or if the guards are really thick skulled and possibly going blind and deaf. The infiltrator in the box could make themselves appear to be a stationary box, hiding near the larger crates and boxes. He could then use his knowledge of the camera's limited vision to his advantage, moving when it's turned away from the person's position.
Still, with the way technology advances, the second situation won't appear as often as the first. After thinking it over, a box is useful, but only in select situations. It's also pretty flimsy, and if the area is in the rain, the box could just fall apart after being soaked. But I'd still use it. Why? Because it'd be crazy, and fun, just what I'd do, because I'm that kind of guy. ^_~
Any questions? Comments? email or MSN instant message me at that address, or even easier, tag my board.
Would a cardboard box be a useful stealth tool, or a deathtrap?
I see characters like Solid Snake, and Raiden, crouching under large cardboard boxes, and I see them sneak by successfully unscathed. I started thinking, would it be any good in a real life situation? With technology today, a box isn't so efficient. Some security systems are very elaborate, with heat sensors under the flooring, cameras, and infared lasers. A person's heat coming from the cramped box would be detected by the heat sensors, the camera would probably see a moving box, and the box itself would be too big to pass through infared lasers undetected (Think "Entrapment").
Now, the situation changes. A large storage room, 6 guards, and not such advanced technology, say, some cameras, limited field of sight, and moving, to compensate for a limited view, and a bunch of boxes and crates. A person could be successful in sneaking to their destination if they are very careful, or if the guards are really thick skulled and possibly going blind and deaf. The infiltrator in the box could make themselves appear to be a stationary box, hiding near the larger crates and boxes. He could then use his knowledge of the camera's limited vision to his advantage, moving when it's turned away from the person's position.
Still, with the way technology advances, the second situation won't appear as often as the first. After thinking it over, a box is useful, but only in select situations. It's also pretty flimsy, and if the area is in the rain, the box could just fall apart after being soaked. But I'd still use it. Why? Because it'd be crazy, and fun, just what I'd do, because I'm that kind of guy. ^_~
Any questions? Comments? email or MSN instant message me at that address, or even easier, tag my board.
8.16.2002
8.11.2002
This one is for any of you that liked Forrest Gump...
Hahaha. -_- i'm running on fumes. i'm going insane, and i think i will SNAP. what i need is a rifle, a bell tower, and a steady aim. MWAHAHAHAHAHA. [ahem] If you want to talk about it, or attempt to cheer me up in any way possible, then please, type up an email, and go toss it at my head or something. I'll always reply... go! now! do it! please? pretty please? please say yes, i'm tired of fighting off dogs who want a piece of my box. those bastards. and then the shopping cart hobo trying to take up my space. it's a good thing the saxophone player comes by to help me kick their asses. and don't even get me started on those ninjas. they swarm in like they own the place, and then i have to go and take out my Daikatana blade and hack people to pieces.
I just thought of all the stupid things I've done, and how i really regret some of them... there's too many to list, and I end up regretting what i do sometimes. sometimes when a window of opportunity opens up, and it's all clear, i don't take it. -_- Or how i can say something, not knowing someone gets offended by it. It hurts to know things i've done have inadvertedly hurt someone else...but there's always time to patch things up, right? ....usually not.... some people I know never give a chance to let someone apologize or forgive them.
But, like Forrest says, I should put the past behind me. I have to walk on, look forward... ehh... this is something i'd rather think about sometime later. Well, I'm out for now, sayonara.
"Anyway, like I was sayin', shrimp is the fruit of the sea. You can barbecue it, boil it, broil it, bake it, saute it. Dey's uh, shrimp-kabobs, shrimp creole, shrimp gumbo. Pan fried, deep fried, stir-fried. There's pineapple shrimp, lemon shrimp, coconut shrimp, pepper shrimp, shrimp soup, shrimp stew, shrimp salad, shrimp and potatoes, shrimp burger, shrimp sandwich. That- that's about it."
Hahaha. -_- i'm running on fumes. i'm going insane, and i think i will SNAP. what i need is a rifle, a bell tower, and a steady aim. MWAHAHAHAHAHA. [ahem] If you want to talk about it, or attempt to cheer me up in any way possible, then please, type up an email, and go toss it at my head or something. I'll always reply... go! now! do it! please? pretty please? please say yes, i'm tired of fighting off dogs who want a piece of my box. those bastards. and then the shopping cart hobo trying to take up my space. it's a good thing the saxophone player comes by to help me kick their asses. and don't even get me started on those ninjas. they swarm in like they own the place, and then i have to go and take out my Daikatana blade and hack people to pieces.
Stupid is as stupid does.
I just thought of all the stupid things I've done, and how i really regret some of them... there's too many to list, and I end up regretting what i do sometimes. sometimes when a window of opportunity opens up, and it's all clear, i don't take it. -_- Or how i can say something, not knowing someone gets offended by it. It hurts to know things i've done have inadvertedly hurt someone else...but there's always time to patch things up, right? ....usually not.... some people I know never give a chance to let someone apologize or forgive them.
You've always got to put the past behind you before you can move on.
But, like Forrest says, I should put the past behind me. I have to walk on, look forward... ehh... this is something i'd rather think about sometime later. Well, I'm out for now, sayonara.
8.08.2002
Mmm, chinese food for dinner. I started playing Priston Tale today, barely had time to do it. The good news is it was worth the download. The bad news is that I barely had time to do it on a count of painting and others needing the computer. I didn't mind. In other news, the tagboard isn't working at the moment (7:38 PM). Aw well. I don't feel like plugging anyone today, but look at that. I just did. Heh, talk about creative. I think my hands hurt. Typing links is.... fun.
8.07.2002
Oops. Looks like I forgot to blog. Well, I'm downloading the beta of Priston Tale, an online rpg. I feel boring today. If you happen to see me online, and I seem... dull... don't be surprised, kay?
8.04.2002
I am not in the best of moods, there's no one to vent to, and my options are to go fucking insane, or just sleep early. I am really irritated right now, and the slightest thing might make me snap. I'm being rude, sarcastic, and a general uncaring tone. I don't know why, but I know it probably has to do with the turpentine or something. And before you ask, making me go into an insane fury, no I don't sniff fumes. Now don't ask. Or else Eric will go MEDIEVAL ON YUOR ASS! ROFL JKJKJK! LOLOLOL!!!11!!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
8.02.2002
Today's blog taken from Rage:
I was thinking of doing this in voice, but I didn't. People are around, and they'd start prying in, asking what I'm doing... Anyways...
Me: Hey, I'm Eric, as you already know. This is my little bio for all to read, enjoy!
Nick Name: Rick, Snake, Ant
Born: May 13th, 1989 (Mother's Day Weekend!) ^_^
Age: 13, though I've been mistaken for older.
Zodiac: Taurus
Hobbies: I do a lot of things. I've called my self a jack of all trades, I tend to try everything. Like I've mentioned way back when, I'm writing a story with Jimmy, currently on Chapter 12.
I spend my mornings eating breakfast and watching daytime Tv, painting my balcony, and doing things that you wouldn't think I would do. I'm into some sports, though this summer, it's been mostly R and R, with work crammed in the open spaces. I draw a bit, and sometimes I paint.
Tv: Trading Spaces, IRON CHEF! (with Jess), Electronic Playground, CSI, Cowboy Bebop, One Life To Live, sometimes I tune in to the History Channel, y'know, keep my mind working this summer, learning a bit. ~_^
Music: Yoko Kanno and the Seatbelts, Queen, Linkin Park, Beastie Boys, The Police (Weeee, 80's music!), Moby, Billy Idol, INXS, The Beatles, Paul McCartney and the Wings, Creed, Avril Lavigne, yeah, everything.
Pets: One dog, Trunks.
Resident: Montreal, Quebec, though I can speak little french.
This is my blog, where I fly off the handle and let loose my fury.
Words: Damn, " ..... ", What the hell?, Howdy
Style: Quiet, concentrated, and then fun and insightful
Idol: No one that I can think of, not at the moment.
Well, I hope you liked that, I have to run.
Stay frosty, stay sharp.
I was thinking of doing this in voice, but I didn't. People are around, and they'd start prying in, asking what I'm doing... Anyways...
Me: Hey, I'm Eric, as you already know. This is my little bio for all to read, enjoy!
Nick Name: Rick, Snake, Ant
Born: May 13th, 1989 (Mother's Day Weekend!) ^_^
Age: 13, though I've been mistaken for older.
Zodiac: Taurus
Hobbies: I do a lot of things. I've called my self a jack of all trades, I tend to try everything. Like I've mentioned way back when, I'm writing a story with Jimmy, currently on Chapter 12.
I spend my mornings eating breakfast and watching daytime Tv, painting my balcony, and doing things that you wouldn't think I would do. I'm into some sports, though this summer, it's been mostly R and R, with work crammed in the open spaces. I draw a bit, and sometimes I paint.
Tv: Trading Spaces, IRON CHEF! (with Jess), Electronic Playground, CSI, Cowboy Bebop, One Life To Live, sometimes I tune in to the History Channel, y'know, keep my mind working this summer, learning a bit. ~_^
Music: Yoko Kanno and the Seatbelts, Queen, Linkin Park, Beastie Boys, The Police (Weeee, 80's music!), Moby, Billy Idol, INXS, The Beatles, Paul McCartney and the Wings, Creed, Avril Lavigne, yeah, everything.
Pets: One dog, Trunks.
Resident: Montreal, Quebec, though I can speak little french.
This is my blog, where I fly off the handle and let loose my fury.
Words: Damn, " ..... ", What the hell?, Howdy
Style: Quiet, concentrated, and then fun and insightful
Idol: No one that I can think of, not at the moment.
Well, I hope you liked that, I have to run.
Stay frosty, stay sharp.
7.31.2002
7.30.2002
I called Sruti today, her sister picked up. I thought she was Sruti, and she thought I was her friend Eric (another Eric...), and I got embarassed. Heh, well, found a really old mic in my house. I plan to use it for evil deeds goofing off. I then watched Saving Private Ryan again, and I plan to write a review for it, 4 years late. ^_~ I have to say, it is a very well done movie, very grim, quite gruesome, superbly done. It's one of Steven Spielberg's top films, and I'll probably watch it again. Twice. I'll probably end up dreaming about it. Being a soldier in D-Day, seeing people torn apart by MG42 gunfire and mortar shells... quite scary when you think about it. I guess I'll blog if I wake up in the middle of the night because of it.
7.28.2002
I got to sleep at 3AM last night. I was spending time chatting with Jess making really weird MSpaint pics, having a good time. I fell asleep with thoughts of mullets and Saturday Night Live. Spent much of the morning watching Trading Spaces, and thinking about the designs, and how some of them well... kinda suck.
From what Sruti said in her blog, I figure myself to be the The Short-Story-Boring-Day-Blog, and The Short-Story-Fun-Day Blog. There aren't really the Long Meaningful blogs here, usually because I have someone reading over my shoulder.
It's damn dark outside. Certainly looks like a storm or something. Well, this is saying thundershowers. Great. Well, true believers, fellow readers, I'm out.
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Otacon: This is my favorite Chinese saying: "Better to be first among roosters than last among bulls." Of course, the meaning's clear: If you have to choose between being a chicken or a cow, pick the chicken. Cows are always being messed with by aliens -- cattle mutilations are up, you know. Why go looking for trouble, right? If an enemy spots you, you'll be in more trouble than a cow on a UFO. You stay out of their sight!
Snake: Why would aliens be in an old Chinese proverb?
Otacon: Everyone knows they've been visiting us for thousands of years.
Snake: ...News to me.
From what Sruti said in her blog, I figure myself to be the The Short-Story-Boring-Day-Blog, and The Short-Story-Fun-Day Blog. There aren't really the Long Meaningful blogs here, usually because I have someone reading over my shoulder.
It's damn dark outside. Certainly looks like a storm or something. Well, this is saying thundershowers. Great. Well, true believers, fellow readers, I'm out.
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Otacon: This is my favorite Chinese saying: "Better to be first among roosters than last among bulls." Of course, the meaning's clear: If you have to choose between being a chicken or a cow, pick the chicken. Cows are always being messed with by aliens -- cattle mutilations are up, you know. Why go looking for trouble, right? If an enemy spots you, you'll be in more trouble than a cow on a UFO. You stay out of their sight!
Snake: Why would aliens be in an old Chinese proverb?
Otacon: Everyone knows they've been visiting us for thousands of years.
Snake: ...News to me.
7.27.2002
Jess and I were talking about Trading Spaces, and how Frank has lackluster designs a lot of times when compared to others. And how he sweats quite a lot, and is still wearing the same shirt on the second day. And by "sweats quite a lot", I mean, it could drown someone.
Finished painting the whatever the hell it was. I don't remember, nor do I want to right now.
Still writing Chapter 12.
Need a haircut, will set an appointment tomorrow.
Jess is coming up with odd ways of how to call me, all the while reminding me that I should call Sruti again soon.
Finished painting the whatever the hell it was. I don't remember, nor do I want to right now.
Still writing Chapter 12.
Need a haircut, will set an appointment tomorrow.
Jess is coming up with odd ways of how to call me, all the while reminding me that I should call Sruti again soon.
7.26.2002
Damn, I'm tired, and in that mood which makes you wonder if you could get any more insane. Well, I held off on finishing the housework, since it started raining. It feels like something is weighing me down, and I feel down. It's probably the heat. I'm still writing Chapter 12 in my co fanfic with James, who's on vacation right now. I'm bored. I'll go and do something, maybe listen to the rhythm of the falling rain... which... just passed.... =\ Then I'll play some games. I'm out.
7.24.2002
IT'S ALMOST OVER!!!
I'm almost done doing the scraping job, almost... It just needs to be painted, and half to three quarters done by tomorrow. [phew] Good...
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Otacon:Hey, Snake, what's "Hardest won, most easily lost"? It's time, get it? Amazing how relevant these Chinese proverbs still are! Once the moment's gone, it's gone. Except for daylight savings time, of course. That extra hour to do anything you like with every autumn... gotta love it. Then again, you lose an hour every spring, so I guess the proverbs are right. Wow, they thought of everything.
Snake: Did they even have daylight savings back then?
Otacon: Of course not! They knew how to save time. We're the ones that need to be tricked into it.
Snake: But you said --
Otacon: The moment never returns, Snake. Let's not waste it on idle questions.
Snake: Okay...?
I'm almost done doing the scraping job, almost... It just needs to be painted, and half to three quarters done by tomorrow. [phew] Good...
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Otacon:Hey, Snake, what's "Hardest won, most easily lost"? It's time, get it? Amazing how relevant these Chinese proverbs still are! Once the moment's gone, it's gone. Except for daylight savings time, of course. That extra hour to do anything you like with every autumn... gotta love it. Then again, you lose an hour every spring, so I guess the proverbs are right. Wow, they thought of everything.
Snake: Did they even have daylight savings back then?
Otacon: Of course not! They knew how to save time. We're the ones that need to be tricked into it.
Snake: But you said --
Otacon: The moment never returns, Snake. Let's not waste it on idle questions.
Snake: Okay...?
7.23.2002
BWAHAHAHAHAHA! And now for something completely different.
Nothing happened today. Nothing that happened differenntly on any other days anyways. My cousin is here. Weeee.
Otacon: The Chinese have a proverb that goes "Scholars hold in esteem knowledge, not acts." See, they just sit around thinking, instead of actually doing which doesn't make them too useful. Action is what matters! I think.
Snake: Look, what I heard from Mei Ling was that --
Otacon: Snake, have you noticed that you bring her up a lot?
Snake: Huh? That isn't the --
Otacon: Here we go again. What am I going to do with you? Like I was saying -- You and your hyperactive libido. It's a good thing one of us can keep all the details straight.
Nothing happened today. Nothing that happened differenntly on any other days anyways. My cousin is here. Weeee.
Otacon: The Chinese have a proverb that goes "Scholars hold in esteem knowledge, not acts." See, they just sit around thinking, instead of actually doing which doesn't make them too useful. Action is what matters! I think.
Snake: Look, what I heard from Mei Ling was that --
Otacon: Snake, have you noticed that you bring her up a lot?
Snake: Huh? That isn't the --
Otacon: Here we go again. What am I going to do with you? Like I was saying -- You and your hyperactive libido. It's a good thing one of us can keep all the details straight.
7.22.2002
I had such a pleasant day! I nearly fell off a balcony! Oh joy! I was removing Christmas lights (Yes, X-mas lights... don't ask...) when an ill-placed plant pot holder fell off the rail. I caught it by leaning over the rail, nearly losing balance. If I had dropped it, it would've made it's way through the back window of my car. If I lost balance, I would've made my way into the back window of the car. Well, I'm alive, and alright. Lucky me.
Another insane thought: Drinking and darts... don't mix. True story. (in my head that is.....) MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Another insane thought: Drinking and darts... don't mix. True story. (in my head that is.....) MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
7.21.2002
Added the links at the bottom of the page. You should feel special if you're there. And if you're not, tag me, AIM me, whatever, and I'll add you there.
Insane question: If a tree falls in the forest and there's no one there to hear it, what is it's color? Have fun figuring it out!
{psst.... the answer.... is 75... he. he. he.}
Insane question: If a tree falls in the forest and there's no one there to hear it, what is it's color? Have fun figuring it out!
{psst.... the answer.... is 75... he. he. he.}
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday is always like this... so slow, so boring. I want to go out, and go do something, but really, it's hard to do that when I only have 6 bucks in change. That's pretty much why I'm stepping up on the chores, housework, and everything else. Stripping paint off the balcony rail, repainting it... it just makes things even more dull. It's just that it was by choice. I chose to do it, I volunteered. I still wonder if it was all a mistake in the first place, but it makes no point now. That probably means a little less bloggage and PC... Aw well, I can live.
On a less dull note....
Nothing at all. Which sucks. A lot.
Sunday is always like this... so slow, so boring. I want to go out, and go do something, but really, it's hard to do that when I only have 6 bucks in change. That's pretty much why I'm stepping up on the chores, housework, and everything else. Stripping paint off the balcony rail, repainting it... it just makes things even more dull. It's just that it was by choice. I chose to do it, I volunteered. I still wonder if it was all a mistake in the first place, but it makes no point now. That probably means a little less bloggage and PC... Aw well, I can live.
On a less dull note....
Nothing at all. Which sucks. A lot.
Question of the day:
Would you still be my friend if I looked like this?! BWAHAHAHAH! Found it on my cousin's computer. This is what I really look like.
Would you still be my friend if I looked like this?! BWAHAHAHAH! Found it on my cousin's computer. This is what I really look like.
I'll have a Ninja Burger with the French Fries of our Ancestors , and a Large Cola. Oh, and the Ninja Burger RPG please.
Yeah, it all links to the same place.
Yeah, it all links to the same place.
7.20.2002
7.19.2002
IRON CHEF!
Potato. The ingredient was potato. WHYYYYY?! I mean, it can be good, but I wanted to see a live octopus squirming on the Iron Chef's cutting board, spending it's last few moments on Earth having it's ass pulled out of it's mouth. No, really. When they did the eel battle, they were sticking picks in the eel's eyes to keep it from squirming, and they baked them alive. ALIIIIVVEEEE! Like that movie where they crash the plane in the mountain and in a move of survival start eating the dead passengers after realizing they have no choice and are stuck there for two months. [GASP!] That was a long sentence. And when they did the octopus battle, the thing slipped out of his arms falling to the floor. Now, knowing that, what'd you rather watch? Potato battle, or octopus battle? .... Yeah, Me too. ~_^ Hell, something alive, a potato is just there. It can be mistaken for a rock, for Christ sakes.
Potato. The ingredient was potato. WHYYYYY?! I mean, it can be good, but I wanted to see a live octopus squirming on the Iron Chef's cutting board, spending it's last few moments on Earth having it's ass pulled out of it's mouth. No, really. When they did the eel battle, they were sticking picks in the eel's eyes to keep it from squirming, and they baked them alive. ALIIIIVVEEEE! Like that movie where they crash the plane in the mountain and in a move of survival start eating the dead passengers after realizing they have no choice and are stuck there for two months. [GASP!] That was a long sentence. And when they did the octopus battle, the thing slipped out of his arms falling to the floor. Now, knowing that, what'd you rather watch? Potato battle, or octopus battle? .... Yeah, Me too. ~_^ Hell, something alive, a potato is just there. It can be mistaken for a rock, for Christ sakes.
My life has been taken over. It's called Day Of Defeat. James got me hooked, and now I'm waiting for him to go online so we can go and play. Anyone else reading play Half-Life? Anyone? Anyone? Well, if you do, AIM me, the link is below the tagboard.
7.17.2002
The dream's finale was today. Here's how it went... I get captured, tied up and hoisted over a giant deep fryer. The giant deep fryer was really a hot tub, and I somehow broke through the rope, and started eating fries. Then it was like the typical action movie ending. I slo-mo ran for a giant window, which was pretty funny, because everything sounded lower. I went and shouted "nooooooooo!" and jumped through the window into a pillow truck. I woke up after that. Weird...
[hums] Let me rest in peace, let me put my mind at ease, let me take my love and bury it six feet deep..... [yawns] Heh.
I'm not much of a plugging person, but anyways... plug-o-rama...
Sruti, Jess, Trevor, Chelsea, James, Me! MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA!, Janey, Amanita, Lauren (got the 'donation' ^_~), Matt's deviant art page, and that's that. If I forgot you, don't cry, tag me, and I'll remember to plug you next blog. "See you, Space Cowboy..."
Yes... I love Cowboy Bebop.
[hums] Let me rest in peace, let me put my mind at ease, let me take my love and bury it six feet deep..... [yawns] Heh.
I'm not much of a plugging person, but anyways... plug-o-rama...
Sruti, Jess, Trevor, Chelsea, James, Me! MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA!, Janey, Amanita, Lauren (got the 'donation' ^_~), Matt's deviant art page, and that's that. If I forgot you, don't cry, tag me, and I'll remember to plug you next blog. "See you, Space Cowboy..."
Yes... I love Cowboy Bebop.
7.16.2002
Weird dreams.... after seeing this pic on Gamingforce, I had a dream. A dream with secret agents, ketchup, and tall evil french fries. I was sorta like Solid Snake, sneaking around in a closed corridor. In my hand was a ketchup bottle, loaded and ready for action. Down the hall, I heard talking down the hall. Sounded like english, but was garbled. I walked down the hall cautiously and quietly. All of a sudden, alarms rang out, lights were blinking, and fries were running towards me. I raised my ketchup bottle and fired. Some of the fry bastards got real close, and I started hitting them, and eventually took a bite out of them. I got captured, was tied up, and was being readied to be lowered into a giant deep fryer. It ended with a "To Be Continued" message. damn. Well, that's it... I hope I can get out of this sticky situation. Wish me luck.
7.14.2002
7.07.2002
7.03.2002
Summarizing today at Ottawa, with all the little insanity in between.
8:50AM - Started the drive to Ottawa. I was with my Mom, brother in law, sister, grandmother, and two cousins. It was long and pretty boring. All I really could see was the road, and farmlands as far as the eye could see.
Around noon - Stopped off at the filipino consulate. My grandmother came along because she had to fill out some forms giving her power of attorney or something. I spent the time waiting playing on my Game Boy, and sleeping.
45 minutes later, we went to the Rideau Centre, and had lunch at Taco Bell, at Food Court 8. [Sigh] It was great, except for the fact that Taco Bell isn't in Montreal...
We went around shopping for the next hour or two. I picked up a used copy of Golden Sun on the Game Boy Advance, and went with my cousin to the "...It Store," where I saw the 'Fukeneh!' shirt. We went to HMV, and saw a guy with a toy microphone singing Elvis.
"You ain't nothin' but a hound dohoooooooooog!" He had no shoes or socks, and his pants were torn and uneven. His singing just got a good laugh, and I still think about it. Uhm.... After that, we walked around a bit more, and left to go to the St. Laurent Centre. We went around a bit, but really, the highlight was the whoopee cushion that my sister got. We went around, calmly walking into a store, letting one rip, and walking out. :D
After finishing off at St. Laurent Centre, we went home. I fell asleep, and so did my cousins. They said I snored, and jolted. By jolting, I mean sudden movements that looked like an electric shock. On the way home, we picked up some KFC, and then I blogged. Yup yup.
Anyways, it's not over yet. Tomorrow I go to La Ronde with my sister and some friends. Ehehehehe.
Stay frosty.
8:50AM - Started the drive to Ottawa. I was with my Mom, brother in law, sister, grandmother, and two cousins. It was long and pretty boring. All I really could see was the road, and farmlands as far as the eye could see.
Around noon - Stopped off at the filipino consulate. My grandmother came along because she had to fill out some forms giving her power of attorney or something. I spent the time waiting playing on my Game Boy, and sleeping.
45 minutes later, we went to the Rideau Centre, and had lunch at Taco Bell, at Food Court 8. [Sigh] It was great, except for the fact that Taco Bell isn't in Montreal...
We went around shopping for the next hour or two. I picked up a used copy of Golden Sun on the Game Boy Advance, and went with my cousin to the "...It Store," where I saw the 'Fukeneh!' shirt. We went to HMV, and saw a guy with a toy microphone singing Elvis.
"You ain't nothin' but a hound dohoooooooooog!" He had no shoes or socks, and his pants were torn and uneven. His singing just got a good laugh, and I still think about it. Uhm.... After that, we walked around a bit more, and left to go to the St. Laurent Centre. We went around a bit, but really, the highlight was the whoopee cushion that my sister got. We went around, calmly walking into a store, letting one rip, and walking out. :D
After finishing off at St. Laurent Centre, we went home. I fell asleep, and so did my cousins. They said I snored, and jolted. By jolting, I mean sudden movements that looked like an electric shock. On the way home, we picked up some KFC, and then I blogged. Yup yup.
Anyways, it's not over yet. Tomorrow I go to La Ronde with my sister and some friends. Ehehehehe.
Stay frosty.
7.01.2002
Hey, brass monkey, THAT FUNKY MONKEY! Yeah, I know it's 2:33 in the morning. I can't sleep. I got to the last act in Escape from Monkey Island, and I'm close to beating it. I don't feel tired, although I'd probably collapse and sleep as soon as I touch a bed..... scratch that. I feel tired just typing this. Aw well... might as well watch Spawn. G'night....
6.30.2002
I feel much better today. I'm well rested, and after eating a half pound burger, I'm stuffed. Oh yeah, for people living under rocks with hands over their eyes, ears, and mouthes, Brazil won the World Cup. Woopidie doo. I'm not too excited or anything. Anyways, I have this mosquito bite behind my ear, and another under my nose, and it's reeeaallll irritating. Grrr... I was playing Medal Of Honor: Frontline today, while people were over. A lot seemed to stop and watch the D-Day mission, and some commented on how it was real chaotic, and quite realistic. I grinned, and then just kept playing. Then I popped in Escape From Monkey Island. Hee hee hoo hoo, good laughs.
"Wait, are you saying your name is 'I. Cheese'?"
"Aye."
"Cheese?"
"Aye."
Haha. stay frosty, whoever is reading this.
"Wait, are you saying your name is 'I. Cheese'?"
"Aye."
"Cheese?"
"Aye."
Haha. stay frosty, whoever is reading this.
6.28.2002
Ahem... I would like to apologise to the fine people of Blogger.com. It was not their mistake THAT MADE ME LOSE MY FUCKING LONG BLOG FOR TODAY. I will just post links, if you want to know what happened to me today, and are too lazy to ask on MSN, then boo fucking hoo, jackass.
Plugs: Jess, Sruti, Trevor, Amanita, Jimmy James, ME MUAHAHAHAHH!, Janey
Now excuse me while I get my switchblade.
Plugs: Jess, Sruti, Trevor, Amanita, Jimmy James, ME MUAHAHAHAHH!, Janey
Now excuse me while I get my switchblade.
6.26.2002
I knew I forgot something. Well, I haven't been around because I've been doing stuff. I was helping my sister's boyfriend move into his new place, and it was hell at first, but after cleaning it, it got better. Yesterday, we primed the walls, and today we have to paint it. I'll try to get a blog in at 11pm, but no promises. Stay frosty.
EDIT: Turns out that I don't need to be there today, and they've got it under control. Wooo!
EDIT: Turns out that I don't need to be there today, and they've got it under control. Wooo!
6.23.2002
After playing some games, and eating a bit, I decided to blog... even if not much happened anyways. =\ Well, for one thing, I started a painting in my sketchbook. Hmm, now that I think about it, those paint stains are still on my arm. [checks] Yup... I must've forgotten about it. Afterwards, I took a look at some artwork, and checked out Rage, and Jess' blog. Well.. .that's pretty much it. Plugs to Sruti and Janey because I wanted to.
Stay frosty.
Stay frosty.
6.22.2002
6.21.2002
No! I can't let this take over me! I will find something worthwhile... no matter what. After the FantAsia film fest was cancelled for this year, I lost one of the things that would've made my summer. And now, what is there? I can't let myself be chained down by this. There's something out there, I will find it. I just have to search a little deeper.
Friday has lost it's charm. When in school, friday was the day I'd always wait for because it's the weekend. But now, with summer vacation, Friday is just another boring weekday. [sigh] Well.... I was messing around in MSpaint, and I'm making.. well... anything. Hm... there really is nothing to do anymore... no reason to push ahead, not for another two months. Everything is in a standstill, waiting to be interuptted. It's all too quiet now. The only sounds I hear are the music that I play, and the sounds of everyday. I don't hear my friend's voices, or the sound of the chalk on the board that I've gotten much too used to. No sounds of the bus and metro to and from school. I never thought I would see the day where I actually missed being in school. The only ways nowadays to contact friends are online and by phone. Nowhere close to being face to face with them... I need to be out there! I want to do something, but I can't think of anything to do.... this feeling of boredom, I have this gut feeling it'll lead to depression.
well for the 4 people actually reading this.... stay frosty.
well for the 4 people actually reading this.... stay frosty.
6.20.2002
I was just going around, checking out GamingForce, as well as Jess and Dana's blogs. Slow day today... I fell asleep at the desk, all the while trying to figure out what to do next in our (our being Me, and James) fanfic. Ugh, chapter 12 still has a long way to go. I really don't know what to do... oh hum, if you want to read it, contact me on MSN Messenger, or email: solid_snake07@hotmail.com No spam please, or else I violently hunt you down, and eat you alive. Thank you.
COME ON THEN! FUCKING COME ON!!!
COME ON THEN! FUCKING COME ON!!!
6.19.2002
6.18.2002
Three in a row, wow. I was at the dentist, and he gave me a clean bill of health for teeth... wtf? anyways, I came home, and played games, went online, and goofed off. I pretty much spent my time chatting with Jess and Jimmy James about the perils of Ice Cream. ;) Oh yeah, and shameless plug for Rage because I felt like it... which reminds me.... I'll be over there...
Better late than never, but thanks a bunch Sruti, for helping me get my tag-board working! And sorry for not mentioning it earlier.... :\
6.13.2002
Max300 is hard. But I'm gettng there. Especially after 3 glasses of water, 40 consecutive tries, several tips from my DDR sensei, and tired, yet stronger legs. And no, he's NOT killing me. You hear me JESS!? I've got an english exam that I don't really have to study for tomorrow at Noon, and I'm still figuring out stuff to do with this page. Like, example, a Tagboard. Well, stay frosty.
6.12.2002
6.10.2002
Alrighty, so you've stumbled onto my blog. Well, to introduce myself, I'm Eric. I blog at Rage as well as here too. Anywhoo, later...
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