I bring pandamonium!

First, check out my cool profile. I've been periodically adding more and more to it, because it is only through my blogger profile that you will discover the true essence of my swordsmanship.

Now I need to get something off my chest. Why the fuck won't pandas screw to save their damn species? Seriously, this has been pissing me off for years. It's not that fucking hard, fellas. We can't fuck for you, so let's just get this show on the road so we can drive other species to extinction. I don't have all day. I would imagine that a species related to racoons would be a little more clever than this, but what the hell? They spend all day eating bamboo, when they could be eating juicy people who unwittingly get to close because pandas are "cute." They're monsters, I tell you, and they could take a grown man's arm off in a heartbeat. I think we should train pandas to eat snakes.

Digital Love

Last night I had a dream about you
In this dream I'm dancing right beside you
And it looked like everyone was having fun
the kind of feeling I've waited so long

Don't stop come a little closer
As we jam the rythm gets stronger
There's nothing wrong with just a little little fun
We were dancing all night long

The time is right to put my arms around you
You're feeling right
You wrap your arms around too
But suddenly I feel the shining sun
Before I knew it this dream was all gone

-Daft Punk

UPDATE: I forgot to mention something I've been meaning to talk about for a while now. As Andy has stated, COMMENT YOU STINGY BASTARDS! I promise, I will comment on your blog if you comment on mine.

Did they tell you who was going to win the Latin Grammys?

Send food. Stop. Cannot cook for self when at home. Stop. Blog growing stranger, fewer comments. Stop. Bored, need job, girlfriend, entertainment. Stop. Go banana. Stop.

Filthy Humans! Filthy!

I don't have much time, I'm transmitting from deep inside enemy territory. I think my disguise has been comprimised by the enemy. Apparently, these "Earthanoids" are fielding some kind of new defense mechanism. They call it a "shower." I believe it is a loyalty test. The subject is required to stand under a horrifically warm deluge of hydro-hydroxic acid. If you survive, you are accepted into the tribe again. Such barbaric practices amused me, until I discovered that I was required to take this loyalty test myself. I eluded capture by retreating to a remote safe-house earlier established by my compatriots. Send help, the command ship has moved out past transmission range, and my ship is still in impound.

Send battle-tanks.

Cavity searches, deep and hard, I'm talking roto-reuter...

So I'm done with finals and I'm done with moving out. In fact, I'm pretty much done with freshman year as a whole. I've had a lot of fun, and almost more emotional stress than I could handle. At this point, I would just like to get a simple little job that involves a lot of physical labor and little responsibility. Many of my college friends will be around, Niku, Jon, Catherine, Cory, Hassan, Nikolai, Adnan, Brie, and maybe a few spots of Keith... I plan on seeing some, if not all, of them at some point over the summer. Plus, there's home, and all that is entailed.

It's strange, I don't know what I'm going to do with myself. For the next month, I've got some incompletes to finish up so as to keep me a touch busy, but it's just not the same... Plus, I'm used to having a stable of over twenty roleplayers who I could draw upon for one-shots, campaigns, or just roleplaying experiements that I've been putzing around with. Unfortunately, this is not the case at home, as only Brad, Andy, and (nominally) Peter are actually dedicated roleplayers. IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN TRYING, FEEL FREE TO JOIN US! You like ice cream, you love it, you cannot resist ice cream, your life is meaningless without ICE CREAM!

Nokia is a detailed company

And the devil is in the details. Bethesda, makers of my sweet love Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind, have announced that they will be doing their new Elder Scrolls game will be on... the N-Gage.

There is no God. Read about it there, and weep for the future. If you aren't into RPG's, you probably don't care.

Finals! Soon, I shall take my Modern European History final which shall include: A map quiz, short identifications, and no less than three essay questions. It sounds hot.

I have a mighty need!

I'm, uh, around on campus and shit... Finals week! Yay! I really liked when I got a fistfull of meaningful comments on my blog, I hope maybe I can scrape up a few more from you guys. I enjoyed reading them, and I appreciate your concern. Say hi or something... I'll post once all of this stuff has blown over.

Oh, by the way, I got the full version of Painkiller and it's awesome! Zombies and shotguns... so disgustingly fun.