Tuesday, May 05, 2009
People also need to glue themselves to their seats. Everyone is fidgety today. Not sure why, but they're all moving around my desk constantly. I haven't had a moment of peace all day.
What would I do if someone gave me a large sum of money?; I would make them all go away.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Friday, December 05, 2008
that would be fun. i've actually blogged about this before i think, but not just gtp. gamers lives in general. it would be pretty pointless, but fun to do.
if gtp did a reality show it should be like it was in the old days. "i'm hotter than you are!", "no i'm hotter than you are." or whoever is most popular on the show and the public can submit their vote via text message.
the winner of this contest ....hmmm... dirtyeffinjimjo!!! he's hot. and he's got TON'S of friends both online and offline so he's pretty darn popular. mmmm sexy jimjoooo.....
i could totally see him throwing his hair around on a gtp reality tv show. if they did a talent contest he could do his russian dance thingy (youtube) or break out with his rockband moves. ooooh, my knees are wiggly just thinking about it.
um....no. what's there to be superstitious about? what has ever happened if a black cat crossed the road? cars crashed? quite possibly. that's what happens when people don't want to hit an animal and hit a person instead. morons. i say run it the fuck over. squash it to little spaghetti bits! it's them or me!
salt over the shoulder? only when i'm joking or being dramatic. knock on wood...for effect only. i'll walk under ladders on purpose waiting for something awful to happen to me, but no pianos in sight. bugs was all wrong i tell you...all wrong.
the other day i found an umbrella in the house and i wanted to see if all the parts were attached. i was going to throw it away if it needed to be repaired, but rigid jumped on me and said i shouldn't open it in the house. baaaad juju.
yeah...i opened it. nothing happened. my life is still shit and crap is still going to happen to me and that's not going to change it. things will get better, but no amount of fung shui is going to help it along. life just IS.... you understand? it just IS... and things are either going to happen or aren't going to happen. there is NOTHING you can do to stop it or prevent it or thwart it.
life just is...
of course, in order to be superstitious in the first place i believe you have to have some form of spirituality or faith. you'll find most religious people are superstitious so plain and simple one has to hav the ability to believe in something they can't see...i do not posess that power.
i made a pact with my best friend when we got married that if we ever broke up, and we were sure we were never breaking up, but if we did we would remain best friends for ever and ever. that pact may as well have been sealed in blood. in fact, it may well have been. i was 18 years old.
we're divorced now. it's been 4 years since we separated and we're still the best of friends. i've been lucky that his girlfriend has been so understanding and i've made really great friends with her and her cousin. even her parents are kind to me. i say kind because they're fun to talk to and hang out with, but who knows what they must say after we leave. lol you know how family is. mine would do the same.
everyone always asks me how we do it. how we could see each other with other people and not be angry or upset. not have our spouses hate us for it or get jealous. we always look at each other and say, "i dunno, that's my best friend dude."
when asked, "but do you think you guys would ever get back together?"
our response is usually, "ooh, that's gross. that's like boning your own sister/brother at this point."
in short/long, that's what marrying your best friend can do. turn you into a relative and make the idea of EVER having sex with them again seem totally and utterly REPULSIVE. perhaps marrying your bff isn't such a great idea after all?
normally i would say my husband, but we're not best friends. not really. i had that "bff" thing with my ex-husband and still do, and even though i met my husband on xbox live, i can't consider him my "bff"...i love him more than that. besides, he PISSES me off more than anyone i know especially when we're playing. freakin' xbox HOG so NO, we're not xbox live bff's! the fucker.
right now we can't afford to buy any new games. somehow or another we found a way to buy cod:wow. just one copy. i had some store credit from a bunch of crap i took in a while ago and took in some more games i don't play (yeah, if you know me you know i NEVER trade my shit, but that's how desperate i am and god damned did i get hosed.) so all i paid out of pocket was 2 bucks.
we were jazzed as hell and have been playing it ever since. of course since he now has to share the couch with me he insists on telling me what to do. ORDERING me in fact.
"you missed a head shot!", "you could have gotten him if you'd have done what i said." or my favorite "fine, do what you want. go ahead and die then."... yeah. you think i'm joking don't you? .... yeah.
all in all we're having a blast. especially on zombies, lovingly called ZIMBIES by rigid. in fact i think he finally completed the game so he won't have to beg his xbox bff's to set one up! :P
Monday, November 17, 2008
Saturday, October 18, 2008
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"My Account Was Cancelled-I Blame Satan"
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
WildCookie's Topic's on GTP
What is your least favourite sound?
I think my least favorite sound has got to be every single time Rigid decides to fart in public. I will turn my nose, call him names, run away or smack him so long as I can get away with doing it and not call further attention to ourselves. Still, it’s those silent but deadly farts that kill me.
When we first met he used to do it all the time. it didn’t matter where we were either. For some reason it just didn’t concern him all that much that we’d only just met as though farting in public was something that the English do wherever they please. He acted like his farts smell like roses. Well, I taught him a thing or two. And he doesn’t really do that to me anymore. He’ll still fart in front of my friends, but you know I’m so used to it that it simply doesn’t bother me anymore.
He does it on purpose just to piss me off that’s the thing. If I pay attention to him he’ll do it all the more. Now, we hear him and we simply turn around and walk away. It’s rare that anyone actually say anything to him. We just giggle and shrug. It’s not the done thing in the States, but hell, if the English like farting in public who’s to stop them?
I’m joking, I know people don’t do this. I don’t think there’s a country in all the world where farting is socially acceptable. Some people I tell ya!