| Man, Xanga has gotten useless... ah well, guess I'll update anyway.
So yeah, I got a job at a freight forwarding warehouse under one of my grandpa's buddies. He's cool and the people there are awesome, so I'm lovin the job. 9.50 an hour to open up and tape shut boxes all day. I can do that.
My 95 T-bird still kicks ass, and we replaced the radiator fan and the coolant. (Which was fuggin gross)
Went to the Video Games Live concert done by the Houston Symphony Orchestra. It was awesome, but the guy that organized the whole thing was kind of a dick, and he was pretty stupid. I mean... I'm all for advertising, but Advent Rising sucked more balls that a Peruvian Ball Sucker. Yeah, there is such a thing, don't argue. Anywho, the Metal Gear stuff was the best, which is good, because it was also first. I got chills through the whole part. Also the Medal Of Honor thing was nifty. They showed a bunch of WWII footage while the music was playing. I was kind of annoyed at the fact that they didn't show any kingdom hearts stuff when they played the music for it, and instead showed disney movie clips. Because an auditorium full of video game nuts would totally rather see that. Moron. I was also kind of annoyed that the pianist that did FF music was really sloppy. She was good, really good, but really sloppy, so the music lost its taste. But I'm a band nerd, so I'm picky. Also it was blatantly obvious that no one in the orchestra gave 2 shits about what they were playing, and I half expected a good third of them to fall asleep halfway through the concert. But whatever. See, it's funny, because they fucked up pretty bad a couple times. People, for future reference, if you're gonna be bored, at least be bored with something you can do. It's really sad when the entire orchestra falls apart in the begining of the mario theme. Seriously. I can whistle better than that. Oh yeah, and whoever was holding the controller for that poor kid that played Space Invaders sucks and is an asshole.
I bought Prey yesterday. It's kickass, but I'm pissed off that you can't die. It totally kills the "OMFG I'm gonna die!!" feeling that everyone should get from a FPS. Oh well, the graphics and cool gravity manipulation stuff totally make up for it. And they gave me a soundtrack and 2 little pewter figurines, so I'm not complaining... much.
Another note, and this one's important.
SEPTEMBER 16: I'm having a birthday party. A big one. I Dunno why, and you don't have to bring me presents, I just want people to show up and have a kickass time. Burt said he's gonna try to get regressive memory to play, there's high-speed wireless now, will be plenty of games, amtgard, food, drink, and anything else you want to bring. Now that I think about it, I'm gonna comission Jeff and Aly to bring their DDR stuff... that'll be fun *nods*.
Finally, I'm leaving now, to go take a nap or something before Chris and Holub and so on get here and keep me up all night.
Later all. Don't be too bored.
Oh, and also, bite me, because quite frankly, and I can't emphasize this enough, I don't give a flying fuck what you think about me, and I don't care if you're pissed off at me for whatever reason. If you have something to bitch about, bring it to my attention, otherwise, just sit there and fume, because I'm not going to care. In fact, even if you do bring it to my attention, I'll probably just tell you that's fine and continue to not care. I love it when people glare at me and say such wonderful things about me behind my back. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. What's great though is that every time you turn around the same friends you were just talking to have plenty more to say about you, and they usually end up telling me me what you said. I'd like to point out that this is mostly a general statement, and is only geared toward one or two people. Don't bother asking if it's you, I'll just say yes.
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