I think school will give me something to write about, so expect more posts coming post thursday. I'm hoping to get back to my one a day, but it is high school. Whatever.
I read today. and read. and read. Ten (eight) hours. Ten (eight) of them. TEN. And only 200 pages? Damned if I know, but I have fifty left. For this book alone. Shoot me.
To move on~
So, there was this girl that I liked. But she lives on the other side of the country. And last night, we were texting, and she found out. Well, she doesn't like me. In short, rejection. The friends with benefits project is long-term, and still going.
So, I thought about arguing a bit recently. So I thought I would make like a gaming cheat site and make a guide. Here goes:
ANTHONY THOMAS CLARKE'S EXTENSIVE AND AWESOME GUIDE TO ARGUING.
1. Point out things that both parties already know.
"You cheated on me!"
2. Be honest (or at least tell half truths, since if you can throw a few supportive facts, they'll give up.)
"Yes, but I thought you were dead! I went to your funeral!"
3. Despite point 2, lying is totally acceptable, if you can get away with it.
"But I sent you a package in the mail, containing that vase right over there!"
4. Physical violence (slapping, man-pride injury of any sort (except biting), and punching are all acceptable) is okay, but don't beat someone. That's just mean.
"That's a lie!" *slap*
5 a). Insults are a great way to win when the facts aren't on your side.
"You bitch!"
5 b) False oaths are fantastic as well, since they make it oh so clear that the fault is all the other partie's, and now they've gone too far.
"I never want to see you again! I hope you die!"
6. This seemed funnier in my head too...
>.<
G'night.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Friday, August 28, 2009
Quickie
How you're sister likes it, so I hear.
Anyway, I wasn't calling you all nobodies. I was referencing my lack of readers (not true, apparently.)
So, its 2 AM, and I am so totally asleep. But I'm posting this because I've been thinking lately.
[prologue removed.]
[story missing/removed.]
[ending removed.]
[wit was never here.]
This seemed funnier in my head.
And thats how I ended up in solitary confinement in a small canadian fisherman's basement.
To move on, I found out yesterday (two days ago? Fucking midnight posts...) that I have to read two books, aprox. 300 pages a pop, and write about them, by thursday. Well, shit.
I picked out Eaters of the Dead and Kidnapped, solely because they have badass titles. I kid you not. I honestly am not deep sometimes. Like, I picked up a bible. I looked in the front. Saw genesis. So I flipped to the last page to see how it ended. With peter, apparently.
Converse all stars are my lucky shoes. I wore them and the day went splendidly. Remind me to wear them when I pick up babes. (and for any ladies out there, I am, in fact, single.) (And it is not my fault.) I should name them.
Maybe my sisters can help with that. Our volvo, (which was born the same year I was) Jim-Bob, must love his moniker. No doubt.
I should also note that I am now accepting reader mail!
To send suggestions, comments, thanks, affection, hate, complaints, life stories, death threats, bribes, naughty pics, or pronounce your undying love to me, send an e-mail to cmdna12@gmail.com
(I am not above admitting that was just a ploy to get to use that string of nouns. Still, though, send me some mail. Since you all seem to dislike commenting.)
Anyway, I wasn't calling you all nobodies. I was referencing my lack of readers (not true, apparently.)
So, its 2 AM, and I am so totally asleep. But I'm posting this because I've been thinking lately.
[prologue removed.]
[story missing/removed.]
[ending removed.]
[wit was never here.]
This seemed funnier in my head.
And thats how I ended up in solitary confinement in a small canadian fisherman's basement.
To move on, I found out yesterday (two days ago? Fucking midnight posts...) that I have to read two books, aprox. 300 pages a pop, and write about them, by thursday. Well, shit.
I picked out Eaters of the Dead and Kidnapped, solely because they have badass titles. I kid you not. I honestly am not deep sometimes. Like, I picked up a bible. I looked in the front. Saw genesis. So I flipped to the last page to see how it ended. With peter, apparently.
Converse all stars are my lucky shoes. I wore them and the day went splendidly. Remind me to wear them when I pick up babes. (and for any ladies out there, I am, in fact, single.) (And it is not my fault.) I should name them.
Maybe my sisters can help with that. Our volvo, (which was born the same year I was) Jim-Bob, must love his moniker. No doubt.
I should also note that I am now accepting reader mail!
To send suggestions, comments, thanks, affection, hate, complaints, life stories, death threats, bribes, naughty pics, or pronounce your undying love to me, send an e-mail to cmdna12@gmail.com
(I am not above admitting that was just a ploy to get to use that string of nouns. Still, though, send me some mail. Since you all seem to dislike commenting.)
Monday, August 24, 2009
So, nobody, how's it been?
AC: Good evening, my faithful no ones. Tonight I once again take up the mask and ride into the night as a Blogger.
No ones: Alas, Anthony, you have been unfaithful. We have waited a month, and you have delivered us nought! Our name stems from our very nature, there are none of us left!
AC: True though that may be, nothings, I now hand you a small package: this.
No ones: This? We wait four weeks for this?
AC: I plead extenuating circumstances, nobodies! After the epic journey that took the first half of the month, trying to write about it is worse than the red wine I sampled tonight (quite bitter, it was, still, alcohol is alcohol.)
No ones: Well then, what is there to write about? You lead a terribly unexciting life! You twist your stories to make yourself seem a king while you are nought but the well-dressed jester in the court!
AC: Aha! Your spiteful words reveal your true purpose: to ruin my honorable name and turn my own words against me! You are no more than conjured hatred, summoned by those nothings who read this excuse for a journal!
No ones: We concede, but you cannot deny you have nothing to say!
AC: And yet, I do! Read on as I detail District 9, Musicals, new favorites, an OA ordeal, and the falling of a titan.
District 9:
Ok, aliens crash on earth. This one private military company gets paid to handle em. They shove em in a slum and treat them like shit. A smart one is trying to save the aliens. One of the humans with the military company starts turning into one and helps the smart alien. Badassery ensues.
Remember when the dark knight came out? And how awesome and gritty and dark it was? Take that, and double it. Epic flick. Epic. EPIC.
Musicals!
Rent: OH. MY. GOD. Without a doubt one of the best musicals I've ever seen, mayhap the best. Jesus god, fantastic. I can't say enough about how great this was. Its plot is kind of twisty, so to put it simply, no one can pay the rent and many people have AIDS. Its a very sad movie, watch out. Not for the faint of heart.
Across the Universe: Every bit as fantastic as Rent, but all the music was by the beatles (instead of all new songs, like in rent). With the exception of a few adaptations (eddie izzard <3) its all classic beatles. Very very good. Love story.
New favorite song!
Mariner's Revenge Song by The Decemberists. Currently on its 7th consecutive play. :D Story song. I dunno any fancy terms for it. Good. (<3 whale)
OA Ordeal:
So this weekend, I went to the Order of the Arrow (OA, boy scout honor society) Ordeal. Put simply, they had some badly-done (and yet still interesting) indian rituals, then they put us to the ordeal: you can't talk, eat "little" (not too bad, actually) and then you do manual labor all day, in the heat. Woot! Pulling out plants! By the thousand! For hours!
But, I got my sash and got it. Woo!
SARGERAS IS DEAD.
Yeah, really. One of my (and austin, if he's one of the no one who reads this) favorite bloggers is Sargeras of coffee with sargeras. His thrilling posts will be remembered.
BONUS ROUND!
Red vs Blue:
Rooster teeth's interesting machinima is as expansive as it is funny. That is to say, I'm on season four. Of nine. 20 episodes a pop. Frig, this is gonna be a while.
Sorry for the month o' nothing!
Anyone who reads this, COMMENT. PLEASE. D:
No ones: Alas, Anthony, you have been unfaithful. We have waited a month, and you have delivered us nought! Our name stems from our very nature, there are none of us left!
AC: True though that may be, nothings, I now hand you a small package: this.
No ones: This? We wait four weeks for this?
AC: I plead extenuating circumstances, nobodies! After the epic journey that took the first half of the month, trying to write about it is worse than the red wine I sampled tonight (quite bitter, it was, still, alcohol is alcohol.)
No ones: Well then, what is there to write about? You lead a terribly unexciting life! You twist your stories to make yourself seem a king while you are nought but the well-dressed jester in the court!
AC: Aha! Your spiteful words reveal your true purpose: to ruin my honorable name and turn my own words against me! You are no more than conjured hatred, summoned by those nothings who read this excuse for a journal!
No ones: We concede, but you cannot deny you have nothing to say!
AC: And yet, I do! Read on as I detail District 9, Musicals, new favorites, an OA ordeal, and the falling of a titan.
District 9:
Ok, aliens crash on earth. This one private military company gets paid to handle em. They shove em in a slum and treat them like shit. A smart one is trying to save the aliens. One of the humans with the military company starts turning into one and helps the smart alien. Badassery ensues.
Remember when the dark knight came out? And how awesome and gritty and dark it was? Take that, and double it. Epic flick. Epic. EPIC.
Musicals!
Rent: OH. MY. GOD. Without a doubt one of the best musicals I've ever seen, mayhap the best. Jesus god, fantastic. I can't say enough about how great this was. Its plot is kind of twisty, so to put it simply, no one can pay the rent and many people have AIDS. Its a very sad movie, watch out. Not for the faint of heart.
Across the Universe: Every bit as fantastic as Rent, but all the music was by the beatles (instead of all new songs, like in rent). With the exception of a few adaptations (eddie izzard <3) its all classic beatles. Very very good. Love story.
New favorite song!
Mariner's Revenge Song by The Decemberists. Currently on its 7th consecutive play. :D Story song. I dunno any fancy terms for it. Good. (<3 whale)
OA Ordeal:
So this weekend, I went to the Order of the Arrow (OA, boy scout honor society) Ordeal. Put simply, they had some badly-done (and yet still interesting) indian rituals, then they put us to the ordeal: you can't talk, eat "little" (not too bad, actually) and then you do manual labor all day, in the heat. Woot! Pulling out plants! By the thousand! For hours!
But, I got my sash and got it. Woo!
SARGERAS IS DEAD.
Yeah, really. One of my (and austin, if he's one of the no one who reads this) favorite bloggers is Sargeras of coffee with sargeras. His thrilling posts will be remembered.
BONUS ROUND!
Red vs Blue:
Rooster teeth's interesting machinima is as expansive as it is funny. That is to say, I'm on season four. Of nine. 20 episodes a pop. Frig, this is gonna be a while.
Sorry for the month o' nothing!
Anyone who reads this, COMMENT. PLEASE. D:
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