Yo. Twice a day, eh? I'm pretty much awesome! hahaha, yeah right. Technically it's 12.38am but still lol. Anywho, lets get this over with shall we? I'm supposed to be doing homework...
Day 5:
Zack sightings at a minimum today. Saw one while trying to get lunch. No threat to be had. Ran into Lemmy in Lafollete, he's back on his feet. Sat behind an OZ in class today. Scared me shitless. Turns out, I had nothing to worry about. I booked it out of class before she even knew I was human. Ran into Lemmy and Sabo on the cowpath. Followed them to finished human mission. Rode shuttle with lots of other humans, made it back to the dorm safely. Zack sighting while trying to get dinner. No threat to be had. Mission specs out early. Head to Botswin for traditional meeting. Specs didn't say much. Head to atrium.
Mission 5: Dying Signal
Breifing: protect workers at strategic locations around campus for an hour. If one location falls, the others get 15 min added to the time. Move out.
Simple mission, hot-shots fsked it up royally. Should have protected something easy, like cowpath. Bigwigs chose Stu bridges. FML. We split to protect 2 bridges. Why? No reason really. Jose and I took the front line. Zoms came our way. We held our ground. At least the front two lines fell. We were tagged multiple times by out of play zacks. Turns out, the rest of the people on the bridge turned tail and ran. Cowards. We've been infected. Why? No reinforcements, no real help. Just us, a select few others, and the horde.
It was glorious.
We were the front line, we stood our ground, and took the Zs out with us. No one can say we went down without a fight.
Tomorrow we shall rise, and overcome those who have wronged us. Those who turned tail and ran. Those who still had amunition in their guns and socks in their hands. Those who for one reason or another, thought that 40+ humans armed with multiple guns, socks, and an obscene amount of ammo could not survive the simple onslaught of 30 zombies.
It matters not. I rise with the dawn, and the dawn does not bring hope.
It brings the horde.
I am the undead. I am the horde. And I am hungry.
Quote of the Day:
"God has fled. Hell reigns. Darkness prevails."
- Priest (Shadow: Dead Riot)
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Now playing: The Killers - I Can't Stay
via FoxyTunes
31.3.09
30.3.09
Survival
Yo. So it's been a few days. I've been neglecting my feature. Partially my bad. Partially bad weathers bad. Nothing happened Saturday, as we had a thunder storm, and with HvZ being run by a university sanctioned club, nothing can happen during thunderstorms. In any case, here's Sundays situation. (would have posted last night, but i was being a lazy bum)
Day 4:
Low zombie threat level. Only 30 turned so far. An OZ starved today, along with another zombie. Zacks numbers are horrendously small. No problems encountered getting food whatsoever. No Zack sightings until mission time.
Tonight's Mission: Chaining the Beast
Mods sent out mission specs via quick time vid. (which was awesome) One tiny little problem though. Majority of the human resistance was around Lemmys computer. Lemmys computer refused to cooperate and wouldn't play the vid. We're all retarded and did not go to another computer. Mission started as soon as video was over. (the one part we did get to see)
Right from the get-go we had a substantial amount of confused as all hell humans wandering around in the general direction of the quad. When we got to the quad, we found a scientist with a glow stick, and a super zombie killing dart gun. Yay us. We were told to head towards water. Back to the duck pond we headed. Then we got the call. The Hospitalliars were in trouble at the Stu's. A rescue mission was in order.
Our rather large group was split in two, one half to continue the mission, the others to come to the Hospitallers aid. I, of course, gallivanted off towards glory and my (possibly) fallen comrades. We never made it to the Stu's. Rounding the corner of Emens and heading to Woodworth, we encountered a super zombie. Now, our intel at this point had said that super zombies could stun in safe zones (courtesy of our fallen hospitallier brethren) and that they could be stunned outside of safe zones, and that they were slow moving.
Imagine our surprise when this super zombie took off at full speed after our squad. Most of us (myself included) took off and ran like hell around Woodworth. Others of us elected to attempt to stun said-ridiculously fast super zombie. Said super zombie, shrugged off our meager nerf darts and socks, to continue growling and running after us. Shock and surprise abound.
After making it away from crazy super-fast, growling, un-stunable, brian-zombie we met a new super zombie behind Noyer. Out of the pot and into the pan.
This time we'd learned. Trust nothing and no one.
We ran like hell.
After narrowly escaping that super zombie, we noticed we had a super zombie tailing us. FML. Now, I'm not exactly sure if this was the same super zombie that we had just encountered, or if we had in fact managed to find 3 super zombies in such a short amount of time. Either way, we were being tailed by super zombie, and stalked by bane-zombie (of whom, I should note, most of our band was terrified, never mind the fact that there were 20 or so of us armed to the teeth, and one of him) In any case, we were practically herded toward Lafollete/Lafollete field, where miraculously we found the band of mission-oriented humans we had separated from earlier. The super zombie, ran from our epic group in terror. (exaggerated for awesomeness) Seeing as most of us still had no idea what was really going on, we decided to head back to the Stu bridges to see if we could find the other scientists. Upon arrival, we saw nothing.
Some members of the group at this time, proceeded to get extremely frustrated. We headed toward the library in hopes of chancing into something important, and that's when we ran into the entire horde.
Luck us, a giant time out was called do to the mass confusion. Zombie hugs were given and received during this time of loving, confusion, aggravation, and coldness. It was way cold outside. The mods and admin stood around discussing things and talking with players, while most of us wandered around cold and bored. Eventually the impromptu meeting was moved indoors much to my inner (and outer) glee. More discussion was had and eventually a verdict was reached. Old mission out, new mission in.
New mission: Escort a scientist to the South Stop. Escort same scientist back to the North Stop.
Mission was easy and no one was paranoid. All the zombies had gone in the other direction, trip to south stop easy and full of luls. Trip back was mostly easy and full of luls. NPC kept zigzagging for no apparent reason and took a roundabout way for the luls. Small zombie resistance forces were seen. Most of the horde was at the bus stop waiting for us. Chilling in the tree line, and in the safe zone itself. Somehow we managed to get the NPC in. With the mission now complete, people started to organize groups back home. Tif and I saw an opportunity to flee the scene without anyone noticing. Jose thought otherwise. In the end, we were 3 of the 5 left at the stop. With the horde. 10-15 zombies against 4 humans (Lemmy was down and out for the count at the time). Moral was dismal. The only plan was to run like hell.
Tif got bored. Tif skipped out of the safe zone singing. Tif was attacked and slaughtered by Brian-super-zombie. The grieving process wasn't allowed. With Tif down and the zoms sufficiently distracted, Jose and I hauled ass the other direction. I do not know what became of our other comrade. I assume she'll be out for our brains tonight.
After hauling ass, we proceeded to duck and run and hide until it was deemed reasonable to make our way back home. We had garnered a zombie tail, and had lost him at some point in time. We carefully made our way back to the dorm, and now have a pretty spiffy war-story of how we survived facing down inevitable doom and laughed in it's face. Any causalities will sorely be missed. For they will be the ones doing the hunting from now on, and whats worse, they know our secrets.
I fear for my humanity.
Quote of the Day:
"Zombies don't read. They ain't hooked on phonics. So give it a rest."
-Griffin (House of the Dead 2)
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Now playing: Linkin Park - Leave Out All The Rest
via FoxyTunes
Day 4:
Low zombie threat level. Only 30 turned so far. An OZ starved today, along with another zombie. Zacks numbers are horrendously small. No problems encountered getting food whatsoever. No Zack sightings until mission time.
Tonight's Mission: Chaining the Beast
Mods sent out mission specs via quick time vid. (which was awesome) One tiny little problem though. Majority of the human resistance was around Lemmys computer. Lemmys computer refused to cooperate and wouldn't play the vid. We're all retarded and did not go to another computer. Mission started as soon as video was over. (the one part we did get to see)
Right from the get-go we had a substantial amount of confused as all hell humans wandering around in the general direction of the quad. When we got to the quad, we found a scientist with a glow stick, and a super zombie killing dart gun. Yay us. We were told to head towards water. Back to the duck pond we headed. Then we got the call. The Hospitalliars were in trouble at the Stu's. A rescue mission was in order.
Our rather large group was split in two, one half to continue the mission, the others to come to the Hospitallers aid. I, of course, gallivanted off towards glory and my (possibly) fallen comrades. We never made it to the Stu's. Rounding the corner of Emens and heading to Woodworth, we encountered a super zombie. Now, our intel at this point had said that super zombies could stun in safe zones (courtesy of our fallen hospitallier brethren) and that they could be stunned outside of safe zones, and that they were slow moving.
Imagine our surprise when this super zombie took off at full speed after our squad. Most of us (myself included) took off and ran like hell around Woodworth. Others of us elected to attempt to stun said-ridiculously fast super zombie. Said super zombie, shrugged off our meager nerf darts and socks, to continue growling and running after us. Shock and surprise abound.
After making it away from crazy super-fast, growling, un-stunable, brian-zombie we met a new super zombie behind Noyer. Out of the pot and into the pan.
This time we'd learned. Trust nothing and no one.
We ran like hell.
After narrowly escaping that super zombie, we noticed we had a super zombie tailing us. FML. Now, I'm not exactly sure if this was the same super zombie that we had just encountered, or if we had in fact managed to find 3 super zombies in such a short amount of time. Either way, we were being tailed by super zombie, and stalked by bane-zombie (of whom, I should note, most of our band was terrified, never mind the fact that there were 20 or so of us armed to the teeth, and one of him) In any case, we were practically herded toward Lafollete/Lafollete field, where miraculously we found the band of mission-oriented humans we had separated from earlier. The super zombie, ran from our epic group in terror. (exaggerated for awesomeness) Seeing as most of us still had no idea what was really going on, we decided to head back to the Stu bridges to see if we could find the other scientists. Upon arrival, we saw nothing.
Some members of the group at this time, proceeded to get extremely frustrated. We headed toward the library in hopes of chancing into something important, and that's when we ran into the entire horde.
Luck us, a giant time out was called do to the mass confusion. Zombie hugs were given and received during this time of loving, confusion, aggravation, and coldness. It was way cold outside. The mods and admin stood around discussing things and talking with players, while most of us wandered around cold and bored. Eventually the impromptu meeting was moved indoors much to my inner (and outer) glee. More discussion was had and eventually a verdict was reached. Old mission out, new mission in.
New mission: Escort a scientist to the South Stop. Escort same scientist back to the North Stop.
Mission was easy and no one was paranoid. All the zombies had gone in the other direction, trip to south stop easy and full of luls. Trip back was mostly easy and full of luls. NPC kept zigzagging for no apparent reason and took a roundabout way for the luls. Small zombie resistance forces were seen. Most of the horde was at the bus stop waiting for us. Chilling in the tree line, and in the safe zone itself. Somehow we managed to get the NPC in. With the mission now complete, people started to organize groups back home. Tif and I saw an opportunity to flee the scene without anyone noticing. Jose thought otherwise. In the end, we were 3 of the 5 left at the stop. With the horde. 10-15 zombies against 4 humans (Lemmy was down and out for the count at the time). Moral was dismal. The only plan was to run like hell.
Tif got bored. Tif skipped out of the safe zone singing. Tif was attacked and slaughtered by Brian-super-zombie. The grieving process wasn't allowed. With Tif down and the zoms sufficiently distracted, Jose and I hauled ass the other direction. I do not know what became of our other comrade. I assume she'll be out for our brains tonight.
After hauling ass, we proceeded to duck and run and hide until it was deemed reasonable to make our way back home. We had garnered a zombie tail, and had lost him at some point in time. We carefully made our way back to the dorm, and now have a pretty spiffy war-story of how we survived facing down inevitable doom and laughed in it's face. Any causalities will sorely be missed. For they will be the ones doing the hunting from now on, and whats worse, they know our secrets.
I fear for my humanity.
Quote of the Day:
"Zombies don't read. They ain't hooked on phonics. So give it a rest."
-Griffin (House of the Dead 2)
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Now playing: Linkin Park - Leave Out All The Rest
via FoxyTunes
28.3.09
Infestation?
Hullo again. It's day two of the week long HvZ feature. Lets get this party started shall we?
Day Two:
I can't say I did much today. With no Friday classes, I had little reason to leave the dorm other than for nourishment purposes. As such, I did not leave more than three time before the mission. Once for lunch, once for dinner, and once to help retrieve a lost phone.
I had the option of going to a day mission at 3 today. But alas, I did not show. Why? Because I'm a lazy bum who didn't bother to shower until 2.30. lol.
I was slightly perturbed today when every time I left the dorm there were no zombies in sight. But it's ok. Tonight's mission proved to be more than enough to make up for the lack of day zombies.
Mission 2: Cornered Like Rats
Objective: Report to Deputy Director at South Bus Stop at 10.
Consequences: Failure to bring at least 2 scientists to the Deputy Director results in numerous Super Zombies.
Failure was not an option.
The small band of 5 I was running with was primarily a scouting/front guard group. On our way from our dorms at the very north end of campus we slowly advanced from our point position down the side of campus with another 2-3 teams behind us. All in all there were about 20 of us slowly making our way down the cow path guns and socks at the ready. Fortunantly, we encountered no hostiles between the dorm, and the south stop.
I was mildly concerned when we hit the quad however, there were two UPD officers slinking around the art museum, and as anyone can imagine, UPD and HvZ are not the best of friends. We continued on our way, and the officers didn't pay much attention to us thankfully.
When we did reach the stop we did encounter a little trouble, but this was mostly in the form of drunk frat guys wandering around and yelling that we all need to get laid. I was tempted to shoot them in the face. We did have a cop car pull up to one of our larger groups and freak the rest of us out. While the majority of us stood silently by, waiting for the inevitable 'loitering' or 'disturbance of the peace' claim we could only watch on with bated breath as our brethren were chatting with the boys in blue.
When the chat was finally over, one member of the unfortunant group started jogging over and called for Lemmy. This kid is human of the day, simply for how awesomly adorible the scene was. Forget that we're all 20-something and carrying nerf guns, it was awesome and adorible, and he's human of the day.
The cops had told them that the zombies were in the quad now. Many luls were had. The cops are on the human side, viva la resistance.
In any case, we got our orders, there were 3 scientists spread across campus, and we had to get them and get to the north bus stop. Seemed simple enough. We split into teams and squads and headed for our destinations.
My team, we headed for the center of campus. Of course, the zombies had gotten there first.
We swung around, at a stand-off for a while untill the zombies took off in the other direction. With the help of a backup team, they were quickly dispatched, and we were able to retrieve the poor kidnapped scientist. By this time, the other squads had retrieved their designated scientists and were already heading to the north stop.
And oh so lucky us, first with the zombies, then with the missing scientists, then with the recovered scientist, well we, we picked an old slow moving scientist.
In a painstakingly slow procession we made our way to the northern stop.
We thought we were finished, but that was untill we found out some CEO had left his jump drive back in Cooper, clear on the other side of campus. The side we had just come from.
After slight reorginization, my team was called on again as runners/scouts. The goal, make it to Cooper before anyone else, and secure the perimiter. We were paired up with another squad of pure runners and we made our way across campus. Apparently somewhere along the lines, we lost one member for a restroom break, and our team was ordered to remain behind and wait for him. After about 5 minutes and little deliberation we elected to keep to the code, and leave him behind. Turns out, he made it to Cooper before us. There had been a horde of zombies waiting for us outside Cooper, and thanks to our delay we didn't actually have to confront them, the other squad did however and managed to take them out without casualties. We did loose one from our squad however, because he ran off ahead and got himself killed. Dummy.
After awhile of waiting outside the Cooper doors, a few of us decided to take a bathroom break. And that was when the shit hit the fan so to speak. I came out of the bathroom and all hell had broken loose. Aparently one of the major teams had almost completly been anihilated by a roving band of zombies, and there was one known survivor, who was outside Cooper with the rest of us, freaking the heck out.
Turns out, he just got seperated from the group and only 2 members of the massive group had actually gotten tagged.
We received a backup squad after calling in with the (false) intel, and proceeded to escort the CEO and his crazed employee back to the north stop. This took an obcenely long amount of time considering the CEO couldn't seem to walk and talk on the phone and because the employee was apparently a diabetic, and she proceeded to have a (fake) panic attack and fallout on a bench for a few minutes. We were being tailed by zombies the whole time.
When we had finally made it most of the way back, our immediate path was blocked by the zombie horde. They were of no consequence as our massive amount of squads moved to take them out, and as reinforcements arrived from the north stop. Mission complete. Scientists recovered, jump drive delivered, and no super zombies of which to speak.
Getting back to the dorm proved much easier than expected as well. Maybe the zombies took off after the Lafollette group? Dunno don't care.
Day 2: Survived.
Quote of the Day:
"Bill, just because your father tried to eat you, does that mean that we all have to be unhappy? Forever?"
- Mrs. Robinson (Fido)
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Now playing: The Hush Sound - Don't Wake Me Up
via FoxyTunes
Day Two:
I can't say I did much today. With no Friday classes, I had little reason to leave the dorm other than for nourishment purposes. As such, I did not leave more than three time before the mission. Once for lunch, once for dinner, and once to help retrieve a lost phone.
I had the option of going to a day mission at 3 today. But alas, I did not show. Why? Because I'm a lazy bum who didn't bother to shower until 2.30. lol.
I was slightly perturbed today when every time I left the dorm there were no zombies in sight. But it's ok. Tonight's mission proved to be more than enough to make up for the lack of day zombies.
Mission 2: Cornered Like Rats
Objective: Report to Deputy Director at South Bus Stop at 10.
Consequences: Failure to bring at least 2 scientists to the Deputy Director results in numerous Super Zombies.
Failure was not an option.
The small band of 5 I was running with was primarily a scouting/front guard group. On our way from our dorms at the very north end of campus we slowly advanced from our point position down the side of campus with another 2-3 teams behind us. All in all there were about 20 of us slowly making our way down the cow path guns and socks at the ready. Fortunantly, we encountered no hostiles between the dorm, and the south stop.
I was mildly concerned when we hit the quad however, there were two UPD officers slinking around the art museum, and as anyone can imagine, UPD and HvZ are not the best of friends. We continued on our way, and the officers didn't pay much attention to us thankfully.
When we did reach the stop we did encounter a little trouble, but this was mostly in the form of drunk frat guys wandering around and yelling that we all need to get laid. I was tempted to shoot them in the face. We did have a cop car pull up to one of our larger groups and freak the rest of us out. While the majority of us stood silently by, waiting for the inevitable 'loitering' or 'disturbance of the peace' claim we could only watch on with bated breath as our brethren were chatting with the boys in blue.
When the chat was finally over, one member of the unfortunant group started jogging over and called for Lemmy. This kid is human of the day, simply for how awesomly adorible the scene was. Forget that we're all 20-something and carrying nerf guns, it was awesome and adorible, and he's human of the day.
The cops had told them that the zombies were in the quad now. Many luls were had. The cops are on the human side, viva la resistance.
In any case, we got our orders, there were 3 scientists spread across campus, and we had to get them and get to the north bus stop. Seemed simple enough. We split into teams and squads and headed for our destinations.
My team, we headed for the center of campus. Of course, the zombies had gotten there first.
We swung around, at a stand-off for a while untill the zombies took off in the other direction. With the help of a backup team, they were quickly dispatched, and we were able to retrieve the poor kidnapped scientist. By this time, the other squads had retrieved their designated scientists and were already heading to the north stop.
And oh so lucky us, first with the zombies, then with the missing scientists, then with the recovered scientist, well we, we picked an old slow moving scientist.
In a painstakingly slow procession we made our way to the northern stop.
We thought we were finished, but that was untill we found out some CEO had left his jump drive back in Cooper, clear on the other side of campus. The side we had just come from.
After slight reorginization, my team was called on again as runners/scouts. The goal, make it to Cooper before anyone else, and secure the perimiter. We were paired up with another squad of pure runners and we made our way across campus. Apparently somewhere along the lines, we lost one member for a restroom break, and our team was ordered to remain behind and wait for him. After about 5 minutes and little deliberation we elected to keep to the code, and leave him behind. Turns out, he made it to Cooper before us. There had been a horde of zombies waiting for us outside Cooper, and thanks to our delay we didn't actually have to confront them, the other squad did however and managed to take them out without casualties. We did loose one from our squad however, because he ran off ahead and got himself killed. Dummy.
After awhile of waiting outside the Cooper doors, a few of us decided to take a bathroom break. And that was when the shit hit the fan so to speak. I came out of the bathroom and all hell had broken loose. Aparently one of the major teams had almost completly been anihilated by a roving band of zombies, and there was one known survivor, who was outside Cooper with the rest of us, freaking the heck out.
Turns out, he just got seperated from the group and only 2 members of the massive group had actually gotten tagged.
We received a backup squad after calling in with the (false) intel, and proceeded to escort the CEO and his crazed employee back to the north stop. This took an obcenely long amount of time considering the CEO couldn't seem to walk and talk on the phone and because the employee was apparently a diabetic, and she proceeded to have a (fake) panic attack and fallout on a bench for a few minutes. We were being tailed by zombies the whole time.
When we had finally made it most of the way back, our immediate path was blocked by the zombie horde. They were of no consequence as our massive amount of squads moved to take them out, and as reinforcements arrived from the north stop. Mission complete. Scientists recovered, jump drive delivered, and no super zombies of which to speak.
Getting back to the dorm proved much easier than expected as well. Maybe the zombies took off after the Lafollette group? Dunno don't care.
Day 2: Survived.
Quote of the Day:
"Bill, just because your father tried to eat you, does that mean that we all have to be unhappy? Forever?"
- Mrs. Robinson (Fido)
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Now playing: The Hush Sound - Don't Wake Me Up
via FoxyTunes
27.3.09
Incubation
Heh. Sorry it's been so long. Again, I'd like to say I've been busy, and partially, I have been. But mostly, I've been playing zombie related games. And by zombie related games, I mean RE5 and Left 4 Dead. I loves them so. In any case, I'll be updating for the next week. It's a week long special! Of course, for me to have a week long special, it has to have something to do with zombies. And this week is HvZ. It makes me so happy. The following are my (enhanced for awesomeness) forays into the humans vs. zombies realm.
Day One:
It's incubation day. Rumors are going around about two original zombies. I trust no one. I was massively paranoid all day. I'd even gone so far as to separate the day into phases.
Phase 1: get to and from econ safely. Phase 1 went off without a hitch.
Phase 2: get all the way across campus for anthro. Phase 2 had no problems.
Phase 3: get back to the dorm from mid campus. Phase 3 complete.
Phase 4: survive the mission.
Phase 4 was the only difficult portion.
Tonight's Mission: Collect "debris" (boxes) and "fallout" (glow sticks)
I ran with a small band of close friends. We took no chances. Mavericks and Blow darts were locked and loaded, socks were close at hand should the need arise. Our band of 3 took the longest most roundabout way possible to get to the center of campus. Why? You could call us paranoid, which would partially be true, or you could call us well informed. Rumor had it that the OZ's and regular zombies were Lafollette residents. Lafollette zombies spell trouble for the entirety of the Lafollette, and Johnson complexes, any situation where Botswin could possibly be involved is dangerous for anyone in the area. So as a (massive) precaution, we walked the longest possible route to meet up with the other humans.
After a long paranoia-filled trek to the Atrium, we were briefed, and forced to turn around and go back the way we came. Stupid mission starting right where we came from.
There was a small (really small) horde waiting for us at our destination. One that could easily be taken out by our overwhelming numbers. And what did we do of course, we ran our asses the other direction. Quite lame, but we did manage to tag them all out. (after suffering completely unnecessary casualties) The humans proceeded to run around gathering up glow sticks and cardboard boxes. I myself elected to protect the one carrying all the glow sticks and a few boxes, which of course led to me carrying 3 large boxes and a few glow sticks myself. (it's not easy carrying 3 boxes and a Maverick) In the long run, we collected all the debris and fallout and proceeded to head back to the Atrium, with about 5 minutes to spare on all the zombies time out clocks.
You would think that'd be enough time to get back to the middle of campus and finish the dang mission. But no, for some reason everyone seemed to get it in their head that walking slowly in tiny little groups when we vastly outnumbered the enemy was a good idea.
I, of course, thought differently.
I ended up running half of campus with a couple other guys to ensure the glow sticks made it back safely BEFORE the (tiny) horde was back in play. (really, i wouldn't have it any other way)
Mission success, minimal (though completely unnecessary) casualties and we got to talk to a guy named mudkipz. Also, completely roundabout way on the way back to the dorm. It was the safest way what with botswin being an evil hell pit of doom and possible zombie lurker-ness.
Day 1: Survived.
Quote of the Day:
"Don't worry about the world coming to an end today. It's already tomorrow in Australia."
-Charles Schultz
18.3.09
Eyes Wide Shut
Oh Hai Thur. I hope no one really expected me to update over break. Twas fun though. And I did get to see the King Tut exhibit. Not the real King Tut though, or any part of his sarcof...sarcaugh...coffin. 'Cause the exhibit was more of a Egyptian history exhibit than an actual King Tut one. Made me a little disappointed. Oh well, it was still kinda cool. In any case, time for today's rant.
Thoughts of a Sleeping Kid:
So lately I've been remembering my dreams a lot more. And most of them are insane and awkward and I really have no idea wtf my neurons are doing when I'm sleeping. The other day I had this dream with Alice and Carlisle Cullen, Shia LeBouf, Orihime, Orphans, and people jumping trains. I have no idea wtf was going on. I do remember a cardboard box city in one of the train cars, and that at one point Alice and Orihime were not wearing shirts, and my mind cleverly kept their boobiez concealed with witty camera angles and conveniently placed arms and such.
Now last night, I had this dream that for some reason I was waiting for a ride outside of a high school. It clearly wasn't my high school, but the dream did include people I vaguely remember as probably being HSE students. Now I was current me waiting for a ride with an abnormal amount of highschoolers. I was minding my own business, on my laptop and such. But those stupid little high school people decided I was on the torment list. They were those kind of kids, the asshat popular people that picked on other people for no apparent reason. In any case, they stole my psp and a few other things before preceding to taunt me and pretend they'd done nothing. I chased them around for awhile, and then dream me got pissed. Like, I'm actually going to try to severely injure you pissed.
I woke up with a frown on my face, and my fists clenched.
I was literally about to whoop some imaginary popular kid ass.
I don't normally get that involved in my dreams.
I did, however, wake up one day after punching my desk in an attempt to dream-reach for a soda.
After a few minutes of curiosity, I've really come to the conclusion that I simply have an innate dislike for a lot of people in my age group.
In much better news: I've got Resident Evil 5. This makes me super happy. I don't particularly like playing it single player though, Sheva AI is pretty good, but shes a total ammo-whore. Don't see a zombie? SHOOT IT! What's that? A zombie? BAM! 10 rounds gone. It's awesome co-op though. Even when your partner leaves you to a gruesome zombie filled fate, while he laughs and 'holds the lantern'. Asshat.
Quote of the Day:
"...It's like a genocide of color. Somewhere a rainbow is weeping."
-Shawn Spencer (psych)
7.3.09
Thoughts on a Plane?
Oh look. It's a traveling blog post! I really didn't expect to be on the Internet this week, but so far kidnapping connection has worked out much better than planned. So it's spring break '09. And this year, I'm hanging with the fam in ATL. I'll try to update regularly, especially the things I see column in the sidebar. Traveling is always so much fun, even if I've been to the place a bazillion times.
Random Travel Related Thoughts:
Personally, I love flying. And lucky me, I got to fly from Indy to ATL today. We got a brand new shiny airport in Indy. I'm not gonna lie, it was pretty spiffy. It's still fairly small, especially when I frequent the ATL airport in (almost) direct proportion to Indy International, but it's all shiny and new and open. It's got a really nice vibe now.
But anyway, security checks have gotten much better in recent years. (I haven't flown in about 2 years) It's no where near as tedious and annoying as it used to be. But what I really thought was cool, was the strip search machine. It was awesome! I got strip searched, without the stripping! My life is slowly becoming more and more like science fiction. I want my lightsaber! (or maybe I'd do better with a lightepee?)
So after getting psyudo-strip searched, I was waiting around in the terminal listening to the snakes on a plane soundtrack (yes, yes I did actually do that. I was severely disappointed with Samuel L. Motha-fuckin Jackson did not show up) and people watching. Now, inspired by snakes on a plane, I decided that if they're actually were snakes on my plane, or any serious disasters, we'd probably all be screwed. Lots of babbys and a distinct lack of buff martial artists. Good thing it was a boring flight.
In any case, the real point of this. I sat next to this lady today. And guess what she pulled out. A copy of New Moon. I almost died right there. I truly can't escape twilight. It's like... haunting me or something. She was reading the part where Bella hangs out with Emily and the wolves. Yes, I did read over her shoulder. Dante's Inferno was sitting neglected on my lap. I mildly regret this decision.
Quote of the Day:
"That's why I married you 47 years ago... I was drunk off of strawberry shakes."
-Ross Avina Sr.
Also, Things that make me happy: apparently king tut and the terracotta soldiers are in ATL. Guess who might get to see them :3
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Now playing: Jason Mraz - Geek In The Pink
via FoxyTunes
Random Travel Related Thoughts:
Personally, I love flying. And lucky me, I got to fly from Indy to ATL today. We got a brand new shiny airport in Indy. I'm not gonna lie, it was pretty spiffy. It's still fairly small, especially when I frequent the ATL airport in (almost) direct proportion to Indy International, but it's all shiny and new and open. It's got a really nice vibe now.
But anyway, security checks have gotten much better in recent years. (I haven't flown in about 2 years) It's no where near as tedious and annoying as it used to be. But what I really thought was cool, was the strip search machine. It was awesome! I got strip searched, without the stripping! My life is slowly becoming more and more like science fiction. I want my lightsaber! (or maybe I'd do better with a lightepee?)
So after getting psyudo-strip searched, I was waiting around in the terminal listening to the snakes on a plane soundtrack (yes, yes I did actually do that. I was severely disappointed with Samuel L. Motha-fuckin Jackson did not show up) and people watching. Now, inspired by snakes on a plane, I decided that if they're actually were snakes on my plane, or any serious disasters, we'd probably all be screwed. Lots of babbys and a distinct lack of buff martial artists. Good thing it was a boring flight.
In any case, the real point of this. I sat next to this lady today. And guess what she pulled out. A copy of New Moon. I almost died right there. I truly can't escape twilight. It's like... haunting me or something. She was reading the part where Bella hangs out with Emily and the wolves. Yes, I did read over her shoulder. Dante's Inferno was sitting neglected on my lap. I mildly regret this decision.
Quote of the Day:
"That's why I married you 47 years ago... I was drunk off of strawberry shakes."
-Ross Avina Sr.
Also, Things that make me happy: apparently king tut and the terracotta soldiers are in ATL. Guess who might get to see them :3
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Now playing: Jason Mraz - Geek In The Pink
via FoxyTunes
3.3.09
I Have A Short Attention Spa... Hey Look A Quarter
Alright three days in a row! This is a record! I feel so cool. Maybe I'm just getting back on my feet, my brain has been a little off for a while (well more so than normal) so maybe I'm finally allowed to think random thoughts again. In any case, here's what I've thought about over the last 24 hours or so.
Fleeting Thoughts:
Multitasking. Is this really a trait to be valued? Cooperate America seems to think so. I'm not so sure. I multitask because my attention span is too short to concentrate on only one thing at a time. Im that person with 10 tabs open in firefox, a google chrome browser up, an unfinished paper or two open in word, itunes up and running, a paused video game of some sort, and an anthropology reading assignment next to me on the bed. It's like the most productive ADD symptom ever!
Really though, if you think about it multitasking is really just showing that your train of thought is all messed up. Oh I should do this, oh wait! What about that? And that? Then there's this other thing... I'LL JUST DO IT ALL AT ONCE! I don't think it really makes you any more productive, it just makes you look busy.
As proof to this statement, I was sitting in history today, pondering the above and taking notes, when I had this thought. Beards, do you brush them? Or comb the stringy ones? Do they get tangled in your sleep? Do guys wake up in the morning with bed head... for their beards? I must know. I will find an answer.
::EDIT::
Answer Get. Apparently it depends on the guy. Some people comb/brush them some don't. Same goes for getting beard bed-head. Also, apparently some people shampoo and condition them. Any more input would be greatly appreciated.
::EDIT::
Also, can Oprah die? I don't think so. It's gotta be like, illegal or something.
Quote of the Day:
"Three failures denote uncommon strength. A weakling has not enough grit to fail thrice."
-Minna Thomas Antrim
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Now playing: Franz Ferdinand - What She Came For
via FoxyTunes
Fleeting Thoughts:
Multitasking. Is this really a trait to be valued? Cooperate America seems to think so. I'm not so sure. I multitask because my attention span is too short to concentrate on only one thing at a time. Im that person with 10 tabs open in firefox, a google chrome browser up, an unfinished paper or two open in word, itunes up and running, a paused video game of some sort, and an anthropology reading assignment next to me on the bed. It's like the most productive ADD symptom ever!
Really though, if you think about it multitasking is really just showing that your train of thought is all messed up. Oh I should do this, oh wait! What about that? And that? Then there's this other thing... I'LL JUST DO IT ALL AT ONCE! I don't think it really makes you any more productive, it just makes you look busy.
As proof to this statement, I was sitting in history today, pondering the above and taking notes, when I had this thought. Beards, do you brush them? Or comb the stringy ones? Do they get tangled in your sleep? Do guys wake up in the morning with bed head... for their beards? I must know. I will find an answer.
::EDIT::
Answer Get. Apparently it depends on the guy. Some people comb/brush them some don't. Same goes for getting beard bed-head. Also, apparently some people shampoo and condition them. Any more input would be greatly appreciated.
::EDIT::
Also, can Oprah die? I don't think so. It's gotta be like, illegal or something.
Quote of the Day:
"Three failures denote uncommon strength. A weakling has not enough grit to fail thrice."
-Minna Thomas Antrim
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Now playing: Franz Ferdinand - What She Came For
via FoxyTunes
2.3.09
Its so much better on holiday
OK, had quite a few random thoughts between last night and this morning. These are their stories.
PS: hahahaha, updated faster than normal!
Random Much, Yes sir:
OK, so me and my roomie were talking last night. And I got curious. Can wolves flip the pages of a book with their nose or paw? I would assume so. This conversation brought to you by, me being retarded and saying she can't read harry potter in the dark 'cause she's a human and not a elf/ half-elf. She then said her wolf could read for her (she plays a druid) but then she'd have a problem with the page turning thing. I don't think she would. Maybe issues with wet pages from Lupin's nose though.
On a related note, I claimed she was eating harry potter. Why? because she's plowing through that book like none other. Now what is harry potter made of, angst that's what. OM NOM NOM ANGST. Delicious delicious angst. Which brings me to the question: Angst, white or dark meat?
Personally, I'm gonna go with 'Questionable substance you buy and consume at McDonald's.' Who knows what it REALLY is.
One last random thought/question. Why do we call goldfish gold? Most of them are not gold. Yellows and oranges, and grays and whatnot, yes. But not gold. I wiki'd this. Turns out it's something about Asia and yellow being an imperial color, so only the imperial family could have yellow goldfishes. Go figure. Here's the link.
Quote of the Day:
"My fellow Americans, I am pleased to tell you I just signed legislation which outlaws Russia forever. The bombing begins in five minutes."
-Ronald Regan
PPS: I've added a twitter to the sidebar. Now you can know what I'm doing every five minutes!
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Now playing: maroon 5 - sweetest goodbye
via FoxyTunes
PS: hahahaha, updated faster than normal!
Random Much, Yes sir:
OK, so me and my roomie were talking last night. And I got curious. Can wolves flip the pages of a book with their nose or paw? I would assume so. This conversation brought to you by, me being retarded and saying she can't read harry potter in the dark 'cause she's a human and not a elf/ half-elf. She then said her wolf could read for her (she plays a druid) but then she'd have a problem with the page turning thing. I don't think she would. Maybe issues with wet pages from Lupin's nose though.
On a related note, I claimed she was eating harry potter. Why? because she's plowing through that book like none other. Now what is harry potter made of, angst that's what. OM NOM NOM ANGST. Delicious delicious angst. Which brings me to the question: Angst, white or dark meat?
Personally, I'm gonna go with 'Questionable substance you buy and consume at McDonald's.' Who knows what it REALLY is.
One last random thought/question. Why do we call goldfish gold? Most of them are not gold. Yellows and oranges, and grays and whatnot, yes. But not gold. I wiki'd this. Turns out it's something about Asia and yellow being an imperial color, so only the imperial family could have yellow goldfishes. Go figure. Here's the link.
Quote of the Day:
"My fellow Americans, I am pleased to tell you I just signed legislation which outlaws Russia forever. The bombing begins in five minutes."
-Ronald Regan
PPS: I've added a twitter to the sidebar. Now you can know what I'm doing every five minutes!
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Now playing: maroon 5 - sweetest goodbye
via FoxyTunes
1.3.09
I'm Attacking The Darkness
So it's been a few days again. I'd like to say I've been busy, but really, I haven't. I've just been lazy and I haven't particularly had any awe inspiring thoughts. There was something over the last week or so that I told my friends I'd blog about, but I can't for the life of me remember what that was. So in the mean time, I'll blog about this.
I had to roll at least an 11 to write this:
I started playing D&D the other day. (god help me, I may be addicted already) And (not so) slowly but surely the world is sucking me in. I'm playing as a half-elven monk. Jaek has black hair and purple eyes, and is currently level one. He currently cannot fight to save his life (4hp) and frequently runs into the fray with righteous fists of furry flying. These righteous fists have a tendency to miss any and everything he punches at. We've decided he's just punching at air. I dream of a day where Jaek can run in fists flying, and actually hit something. I also dream of the day when he's not a laughing stock among his peers. In the mean time, Jaek will continuously run in, fists flying, and punch at the air in front of that heinous dire rat.
Quote of the Day:
"Everyone has a purpose in life. Perhaps yours is watching television."
-David Letterman
PS: The announcement of LBP and Assassins Creed for PSP made me a very happy little girl.
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Now playing: maroon 5 - the sun
via FoxyTunes
I had to roll at least an 11 to write this:
I started playing D&D the other day. (god help me, I may be addicted already) And (not so) slowly but surely the world is sucking me in. I'm playing as a half-elven monk. Jaek has black hair and purple eyes, and is currently level one. He currently cannot fight to save his life (4hp) and frequently runs into the fray with righteous fists of furry flying. These righteous fists have a tendency to miss any and everything he punches at. We've decided he's just punching at air. I dream of a day where Jaek can run in fists flying, and actually hit something. I also dream of the day when he's not a laughing stock among his peers. In the mean time, Jaek will continuously run in, fists flying, and punch at the air in front of that heinous dire rat.
Quote of the Day:
"Everyone has a purpose in life. Perhaps yours is watching television."
-David Letterman
PS: The announcement of LBP and Assassins Creed for PSP made me a very happy little girl.
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Now playing: maroon 5 - the sun
via FoxyTunes
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