So I’m dead am I? Well that kinda sucks. I hope I went glamorously, rather than choking on a pigeon in Trafalgar Square … it happened to my cousin’s friend. Terrible tragedy - feathers and lungs everywhere.
Umm, not exactly sure what to write here, because I don’t really plan on dying anytime soon. But if you’re reading this, I guess you want to read something profound. Here goes.
I was black cloud living in a world of sunshine, and I’m very you (whoever you are) came and stood under me, if only for a rain drenched moment.
I guess I gotta say thanks and probably sorry to my mum, I haven’t been the best son, but I hope I made her proud sometime or other.
To my friends (providing you didn’t kill me), you guys have been the best thing in my life. I thought hanging out in graveyards and smoking was as good as it got, but apparently not. Thanks guys, I’m pretty sure I would have died happy if I was with you lot.
Yeah, I hope no-one ever gets to read this, but what happens, happens. Take it easy world.
So yeah, I personally thought today's HOUSD was a bit racey for the tender minds of the general public, but there you have it.
Incase you guys didn't hear, Ali (housd ) is selling off one last painting of yours truly. Its quite flattering with a special scruffy background offsetting my sharp and clean facial curves. So you know, if you actually want to hang my face above you while you sleep, you better get to it ... either that or print out a cropped comic, but I feel the pixelated look doesn't do me the greatest justice.
Yeah. Also go buy Tastefully Done 2007 Calendar. Its for cancer research and what better way to help out than buy a calendar chock full of people that should never be allowed to be naked.
Right. So most of you won't notice this, but I've tagged the crap out of the entire LJ. So basically if you want to read about say Movie themed posts, its now a lot easier for you to do so. Have a look around, its pretty nicely organised so you can jump to whatever you wish to read back on.
Now one thing you may not know about me is that I thoroughly enjoy a challenge. Ali came to me with a proposition so foul it made me squirm.
As you may know, he's been tampering with Animal Crossing, and me being the guinea pig I am, he wants to see the effect of such an innocent and pure game on the likes of me. Since I have very little else to do with my time, I say why not.
So I would like to present a new feature to the LJ by the name of
Here I shall take you fine people look through my fringe covered eyeballs into the world of Animal Crossing - Wild World . Basically if you like this game I shall be tearing it fluffy shred by shred. You've been warned.
So I'm not really that up on modern games systems and what not. But news today of Sony delaying the European launch of the Playstation 3 to March 2007 seems seriously bad going on their part.
You would have thought they'd think their technology through before hyping everyone up. Not only do they miss the Christmas rush, but they'll totally lose out to the Wii - which i am intending on investing in cos I enjoy fun things.
I guess they can rely on the uber-keens to just buy US consoles, then buy a European one when that comes out.
But anyway. For the obscene amount of money sony are going to be demanding for this (I've heard rumours of £400+), I can't see why anyone would actually run out and get it ... they'd get driven there by their chauffeur.
Not many things make me jump up and scream at the television. But I came across perhaps the most disturbing advert I have seen in years.
Now Barbie has her very own best friend, Tanner! Tanner is soft and fuzzy, and his mouth, ears, head and tail really move just like a real dog. Tanner comes with a dog bone and chew toys, and you can open his mouth to feed him dog biscuits. When Tanner has to go to the bathroom, Barbie cleans up with her special magnetic scooper and trash can.
Now baby dolls that double as water pistols I can just about take. But come on a magnetic scooper?
This advert litteraly sees the smiling girls make this dog crap on the floor, then manipulate Barbie to magic magnet that turd.
I'm scared ... and I want one ... for research purposes.
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