Resident Evil 4 PS2 Gameplay videos @ IGN

*drools* oh my goodness it's pretty.

You can put down pre-orders now for Matthew Good's new greatest hits collection, In A Coma: 1995-2005.

There's two versions, the single disc version has two new songs, one of which is his new single, "Oh Be Joyful!", as well as all of the big singles.

The 3 (!!!) disc version has a second disc which includes an acoustic medley of Matt Good's personal favourites, as well as the tracks from the Loser Anthems and Lo-Fi B-Sides CDs, both of which are out of print.

The third disc, the one I'm looking forward to, is the DVD. All of his music videos thus far are included, as well as the making of the acoustic medley, entitled "Rooms", as well as Matt's personal favourite songs.

I'm stoked. I'm gunning for the 3 disc set for sure. September 20th, I can't wait.

Hunter S. Thompson is blown up by Johnny Depp.

His ashes, I mean. Holy shit. I'd love to do that for my funeral.

Johnny Depp, who played Thompson in the film of his book Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, paid for the cannon.

Fireworks carrying the ashes of the writer exploded over the top of his memorial on his Owl Farm home.

"He loved explosions," Thompson's widow Anita said.

I was able to formulate an idea for a short film that isn't:
-a music video
-an action movie

It's a bit more like a comedy. AAAAANDD the biggest thing is: it's not disturbing or gruesome. I feel like I've accomplished something.

It's exactly what you think it is.

Just a friendly reminder.

my computer's busted. some windows system folder's been corrupted, so either the hard drive is screwy, or windows is fubared. in any case, i don't intend to be online too often. if you need to contact me, you can email me.

if you super-need to contact me, call me. you can get my number off of one of my friends.

define boredom:

last night, in the middle of the night, i decided to belt out lyrics to james bond themes i knew off the top of my head.

i ended up downloading a bunch of them. that, and i watched a bunch of the movies today.

*sigh*

if you can top that, then please, tell me.

I accidentally swallowed the wax thing I'm supposed to have on the pokey bits on my braces.

Ouch. That stuff's non toxic, right?

This is the greatest trailer ever.

The Gingerdead Man, starring Gary Busey. Yes, it's real.

I changed it. I completely changed it.

...

I like it.

Comments!

i got braces on monday. the first hour or two wasn't bad, it just felt weird to have metal in my mouth. the next 36 hours was pretty much soreness, discomfort, and the like. i'm trying to keep off the motrin for as long as possible, because i don't wanna use the ibuprofen too often. an addiction to painkillers is the last thing i need right now.

it just hit midnight a few minutes ago. summer is officially 3 weeks long for me. august is going to waste much faster than i would've hoped. it's depressing. seriously troubling.

anyone wanna meet for coffee or something, to see the braces, catch up, and stuff like that?

i'm trying to draw this out, because the sight of text, and the thought of writing a lot is making my will to stay awake wear down.

i've been catching up with all the games i stopped playing a long time ago. i have all the eternal levels in Katamari Damacy now. Devil May Cry 3 is still hard like fuck. Mercenaries proves that senseless mayhem can still be fun.

errrrrrfghraghghfhgha... i'm running out of things to type and i'm not tired yet.

i've resorted to reading the links down there... only like 3 people have updated their sites in the past week or so, sruti, daniel, and marie. there's probably others i missed, plus people have their livejournals which i forget to check (sorry!).

it's a little voyeuristic to be reading into people's lives like this... but at the same time, feels completely okay because i know what they're talking about (mostly). a little disheartening too, to read and realize that sometimes, indirectly, without mentioning a name and just using general terms, it's all about you. one big reason i usually stray away from other people's blogs, or just skim, is because i'm a little afraid. when i read, i'm paranoid in the sense that i ask myself "is this really what they think?" and "oh my god this is about ME?"

it sucks. but that's the breaks, and you just have to deal.

listen to this song.
Jeff Buckley - Lover, You Should Have Come Over (Acoustic)

Yes, I'm stealing my posts from Rage.

Remember how I said it was at 5:30AM? Well, it wasn't. It made sense though. My dad explained the logic to me. He said that when he was applying for one of this first jobs, at a fast food place a long time ago, he had to show up at 5AM to see the manager. See, it's not busy at all at that hour, so you'd have as much time as you want to talk and ask questions to each other. It all made perfect sense.

But that didn't apply this time.

Oops.

But I am watching the sun rise. My oh my it's pretty.

So yeah, if anyone wants to call me before 5PM today, and hear me answer the phone in french, then be my guest. :)

Other things that happened this morning:
-I heard the cats in heat again. Daniel knows what I'm talking about. They sound like screaming kids, up until you can make out the "REEEEEEEEEEOOOWWWWW" of the noise.
-It smelled like skunk.
-Hobos can corner you for money a lot easier.
-Walking around at 5:20 in the morning is a lot like being in a zombie movie. Nobody's around, and cars are either driving fast, or are parked.

Gonna go back outside and breathe in the fresh air.

I have an interview (sort of*) at Tim Hortons at 5:30 in the morning tomorrow. I'm a little afraid.... someone, call me and help me practice my french!

*I never actually applied, I asked if I could have an application form, and the manager said for me to come in on Wednesday at 5:30. I knew it was the morning, because he said 5h30, not 17h30. :(

Wish me luck, and wish me good night. With the way I've been sleeping, waking up at 5 will be a nightmare.

I think I'm gonna change the template. What do you think?
This one?
Or this one?
Or this?

The tagboard's back. Their site's back up, so it's back.