BOXY BOXY
This important young man is Boxy Boxy. He’s magical. That is all.
*insert Godot joke here*
Group conversation with Nick (Nicktastic), Mike (Bacon) and I (Mobius) wherein Nick demonstrates his typing dyslexia:
nicktastic! says: shit
Mobius Striptease says: What?
nicktastic! says: i need to clean the apartment
nicktastic! says: the sink’s like 10/8 full of crap
bacon messiah says: lol
nicktastic! says: wait
Mobius Striptease says: Hahaha, did you fail fractions as a kid, dude?
nicktastic! says: reverse that
bacon messiah says: hell yeah he failed fractions…he totally forgot to reduce that
bacon messiah says: the sink’s like 5/4 full of crap
Mobius Striptease says: Hahahahaha
Also, “Bacon Messiah” wins as best MSN nickname ever.
You can lead Godot and Vladimir and Estragon, but you can’t make him show up
Lesson of the day: Friends don’t let dorky friends carve pumpkins.
Alternatively: Aaron and I should not carve pumpkins together.
He carved his, pumpkin pi, by hand with no reference. Badass.
I love this one picture we took because you can see practically everything dorky we have around the house. You can see the Rock Band drums and a Rock Band guitar on the table, the window’s covered by a blanket ‘cause we STILL don’t have blinds, Lanky’s playing Zelda on the Wii (except you can’t see the big ass TV), the router’s got like 5 wires coming out of it…what a fun house.
101 fun, new, and interesting ways to die playing Star Wars Battlefront
Haha. So.
Rock Band is no longer the only game I play on the Xbox now. I also play Battlefront (“play” meaning “die repeatedly in”). It’s a Star Wars game in which you get to pick which side you’re on, then fight to take over the galaxy. You get to shoot Wookies. You get to fly tie-fighters. It’s really fun, when I’m not dying (which is not often).
Ways to die include:
- crashing into the enemy base ship while flying a tie-fighter
- crashing into your own base ship while flying a tie-fighter
- mid-air collision
- throwing a bomb at the wall right in front of you, then failing to realize you did so
- flying out of bounds
- walking into lava
- walking off the world
- drowning
- Wookie gangs
- getting mowed over by tanks
- getting SHOT BY AARON
- and many more!
This game is awesome.
Happies
So.
Best road trip ever.
Today Lanky, Aaron and I drove up to Missoula to meet Aaron’s mom and all get piercings (well, Lanky can’t, but the rest of us can). Unfortunately, there was this huge semi crash on the road up from Idaho Falls, so his mom couldn’t meet us up there (therefore we drove right back after everything instead of staying the night like we were going to).
But we got our piercings anyway; Aaron got a tragus and I got an industrial. It’s badass, and I’ll post a picture as soon as it’s not bleeding profusely. Then we went to some random store and I bought the “Sexual Innuendo” and “Romance” sets of magnetic words. In the car, we sang Rock Band songs as well as some other classics (What is Love, Bras on 45, The Bad Touch) and tried not to crash the car.
We got home, made naughty phrases on the fridge, and had a stripping contest.
Very, very fun.
I have the best roommates in the world
God, my roomies are freaking great. So it has now been determined that Friday nights must be spent going to the dollar store and getting noodles at Mongolian BBQ. Along with a lot of other strange perverted stuff that we probably shouldn’t be doing but are doing anyway.
Why didn’t I ever meet Lanky before this? And who would have thought that Sean’s brother could be just as cool as Sean, but in a completely different way?
Yay.
Pastor vs. Lawyer: Metaphysical SMACKDOWN!
Stuff I do on the night I’m supposed to be packing for Seattle: pretty much everything but pack for Seattle.
Tonight I went to see a debate about God between a lawyer and a priest. Surprisingly, the priest made an almost convincing argument. I recorded the audio, and one day I may write it out in one of my blogs. But since that probably won’t happen for awhile, just ask me if you want to hear it.
Tonight I also hung out with my roommates (mainly Aaron and Lanky). Let’s just say a lot of weird stuff went down and we all kind of went insane for awhile. I think we’ll have to make this a Friday night ritual.
I didn’t start packing until 4 AM.
These blog titles need more sexual euphemisms
Yay! Happy birthday, Matt!
Your party = awesome. :)
You = awesome, too.
That is all.
Oh wow
Today we played Rock Band for 14 hours straight. This is what life is all about.
You know you have problems when you all start thinking you’re in an actual band.
And when Aaron starts to re-write the lyrics.
I’d type more, but my fingers hurt.
Two Sentences
I freaking love this house.
That is all.
Drunk people are great
Wow, I love living in this house. Tonight my roommates got drunk and we played Rock Band, in that order.
I’ve never seen somebody drum a 92% on medium and then, after the song’s over, be uncoordinated enough to fall off the drumming chair. Awesome. I hope the rest of the semester’s this sweet.
“No TV and no internet make Claudia something something…”
We’ve been without internet for about 4 days. That’s enough to drive us both insane. Sean’s been trying to steal WiFi off of the neighbors, but they’ve got them all password protected.
So we walked to the library tonight to get a few quality hours of internet in, then walked back and hung out. It was very nice.
But we really need internet.
I used to think I was good at life. Then I played Rock Band.
Hahaha, wow, I fail at Rock Band, seriously. At least at drumming. Apparently I’m pretty good at singing. But yeah, since I didn’t have any homework for Buddhism tonight, we played Rock Band for a bit, and I was utterly humiliated over how horrible I was. But it was totally worth it to hear Sean try to sing Ballroom Blitz.
Oh, and then he and I walked over to Shari’s and got pancakes at 10, ‘cause we’re just that awesome.
Getting set up in a new house…that’s something I haven’t done like 16 times already…
New room = set up. Also, we now have a shower curtain, dishwashing soap, sponges, a broom, and about 1/5 of the dishes from Sean’s washed. We also set up Sean’s “entertainment center/bed/desk” combo thing last night after he got back from work, something that is NOT a two-person job. It didn’t help that we put one side on backwards and the pieces weigh like 200 pounds a piece.
But yay! I live off campus and out of my parents’ house now. Finally.
I am not your pool boy, I shall not wear those shorts!
First off, Rob, thank you SO MUCH for helping us move! I’m sorry we injured you to the point you were walking like Dr. House to/during/from the drag show.
And now to the meat of my blog…
This new house is AMAZING. And by “amazing” I mean “completely falsely-advertised and yet completely hilarious.”
Things that are totally worth mentioning about this house include:
- There are these two HUGE windows in the front of the house. There are no curtains/blinds/anything to cover them.
- One of these said windows is in Sean’s “bedroom,” which is really just a side room off of the living room that is connected with two large French doors (also without curtains).
- The porch light, which is way too high for any human to reach, has an outlet in it. What the hell?
- There’s this depression in the floor of the corner of the living/dining room. We have no idea what it is or where it came from, but it looks disturbing. We’ve dubbed it the Soul Hole.
- The second bathroom that was listed on the webpage? Yeah, we can’t find it. We’ve decided it’s invisible.
- One of the bedrooms is painted LILAC. It’s amazing.
- The filter for the air vent is like 3 times too big for said air vent. It’s this big green filter just shoved under the vent. Awesome.
- There’s an upper apartment. With people living in it. This wasn’t listed as a duplex. But we can’t find the stairs, so I guess that’s okay.
- The porch tilts dramatically. We’re calling it the “wheelchair accessible” feature.
- My room’s closet has CUBBIES!!
- There’s a random piece of wood tied to the fence.
- Half the lights are missing/broken/both missing and broken. The fluorescent light in the kitchen could cause seizures.
- The window in my room? It FALLS OUT OF THE FRAME. RANDOMLY. WITHOUT PROVOCATION. IT ALMOST KILLED ME.
- And the blind for this window is about five inches too short.
- Michael’s room’s closet doors are off. They’re just propped up against the wall.
- The locks on the three rooms clustered in the back are—get this—on the OUTSIDES of the rooms. That means we can lock those three in their rooms. Sweet.
I’m going to love it here, I’m telling you that right now.
MSN Messenger is not an appropriate substitute for a life
I should not be left alone in a house. Just to let you know. Not a good idea. This is what happens to my brain:
Jacob: Computer Geek says: Well, ok… I can see the point of a vague question… sorta… but for a personality test?
Mobius Striptease says: It can work if it’s worded right
Jacob: Computer Geek says: Yeah, but the kind of question I think you are being asked, it needs to be fairly obvious what they mean… not like an audio question that says “Expand the following sentence: ‘Buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo'”
Mobius Striptease says: That’s a good question for a projective test
Jacob: Computer Geek says: in audio form?
Mobius Striptease says: Sure, it’d work
Jacob: Computer Geek says: you’re nuts
Mobius Striptease says: Thanks
Mobius Striptease says: Seriously, asking about buffalo sentences through headphones…how is that more crazy than showing people blots of ink?
Mobius Striptease says: Rorschach: the Audio Edition!
Jacob: Computer Geek says: Oh god
Mobius Striptease says: Hahaha, that’d be AMAZING
Mobius Striptease says: I need to propose the Audio Rorschach as soon as I get my PhD
Mobius Striptease says: Haha, and have said PhD promptly taken away from me
Jacob: Computer Geek says: lol
Jacob: Computer Geek says: Them: “So, how’d you come up with this test?” You: “Oh, I was sitting nude at my computer talking to a guy friend, who also happened to be nude at his computer, through an instant messaging client, we were discussing tests, and we just spontaneously birthed the idea”
Mobius Striptease says: Hahaha
Mobius Striptease says: “Here’s a Nobel Prize for you!”
Mobius Striptease says: That would be the best thing ever
Jacob: Computer Geek says: lol
Mobius Striptease says: Them: “Tell us how this test was developed” Me: “I took some speed and my friend gave me a microphone in which to yell. Honestly, there are no real meanings in that jibberish”
Best idea ever.
PROVERBS GONE WILD
Today I present to you: “PROVERBS GONE WILD” (or, “Jacob and I should not be allowed to message each other after 4 AM”).
- If a sound falls in a tree and no one is around, does it make a forest?
- You can lead a drink to water, but you can’t make him horse
- What’s the hand of one clap sounding?
- A doctor a day keeps the apple away
- Evil is the root of all money
- The bigger they fall, the harder they are
- First served, first come (dirty as HELL)
- That which does not make us stronger kills us
- Contempt breeds familiarity
- A hard man is good to find (hahaha, this one’s my favorite)
Oh, and a really pathetic stats joke. Because I’m just that way.
END!
Oh, MSN Messenger…
MSN is fun. And since I have nothing else to blog about today because work sucks and life is boring, you get some random snippets of my conversations with people. The last two are probably the most interesting. And I have no idea what’s up with all the drug references. I’m in red, other random people I allow to speak are in blue.
I see naked women patterns in the brains in my display pic
I’ve had too much sugar
so what are you up to tonight?
Using all my willpower to resist going back to the I Hate Butterflies forums
Item response theory can go suck it
Renal failure FTW!
Metalocalypse rehab center = necessary
The possible metaphysical ramifications of the existence of god do not affect whether or not I’m going to get an Otter Pop after work. I seriously wish they did, but they don’t
I’m still torn between Leibniz and Voltaire…but Leibniz is winning ’cause his wig is more ostentatious
“Vaaaaaagiiiiiiiiiiina! Vaaaagiiiiiiiiiiiiiiina!”
God needs to write a “How To Win Arguments by Failing To Argue The Point” book
Lips placed provocatively on lollipop = freaking hard to draw
Nick and I
Hot Pockets make me want to conquer Europe
have you ever had a hot pocket?
No
But I’ve never wanted to conquer Europe, either
Therefore that’s the only conclusion that can be drawn
lol, wow, that symbolic logic class really cleared up your thought processes
Hahahaha
are you high?
High on life!
And, you know, crack
Stop reading peer review journals and go buy some erotica
Sean and I take a five-factor personality test online and compare our results
So you’re always complaining that I’m emo…why are you sending me emo music?
hey, I scored a 71 on anger, don’t you contradict me!
“Your level of positive emotions is low”
That depresses me
Your interpretation of my anger issues is PISSING ME OFF
These are all Jacob and I
um, wait… you get AROUSED when the class scedules come out?
Well, as much as *I* can get aroused, I guess
I need help, don’t I?
um, yeah
There isn’t much that leaves me speechless… that statement just did
Who needs sex when I’ve got a PLANNER?
Maybe I’ll write a story on how this song makes me want to do LSD
Haha
Math rock: my anti-drug…except it makes me want to get high
I want to lick the chocolate off of the nude Swede, who wouldn’t?
Woah, I almost typed that into the wrong chat window…
I know you named your sexual organs… but did you name your breasts?
Newton and Leibniz
Heh
My boobs co-invented calculus
Or invented it independently of each other, rather
The jiggly ones have BRAINS
Hahaha
“It’s not good for tits to be that far from brains”
And this is probably the only time that I can ever use that Metalocalypse quote
My shuffle loves to mess with my head
Like yesterday it went through like five songs involving candy right in a row
I just don’t get why love’s always a candy comparison…I guess it makes sense, but what about the other food groups?
“Bread n’ Butter” would work as a love song, but I guess something like “Beefcake, Beefcake” would not top the charts
Wow, I never really realized how depressing the song You are My Sunshine is
lol
“I love you so much…oh crap, you’re leaving…and I still love you…here’s a guitar solo”
heh
“You have left me to love another, you have shattered all my dreams”
Emo
I love this song now
HAHA
You could totally write this out as a threat letter to the person who dumped you…”you’ll regret it all someday”
I hadn’t heard it in the longest time, then shuffle landed on it
But the next song was Louie Louie, so I recovered
Damn you, Maggie!
mmm… pickles….
Haha
Is it sad that Pickles the drummer from Dethklok was the first thing that came to mind?
I need help
haha! That makes it REALLY dirty!
I know!
Man, I want some pickles…
the food, or the drummer?
Both would be nice
So.. if I like little pickles… does that make me a pedophile?
Hahahahaha
‘cuz I have some tasty little pickles in the fridge right now…
Gah! The imagery!
I wonder how many pickles I can fit in my mouth…
Oh good lord
Why, why, why???
‘cuz it’s FUN!
Holy crap! This pickle squirted juice all the way across the room when I squeezed it!
If I comment, I only encourage you
Last night I overdosed on M&Ms and went insane. This is Jacob and I.
Is that another metalocalypse quote, or did you eat some ‘shrooms?
So here’s a question…why does the official Scrabble dictionary include words that are impossible to play in Scrabble?
Like “fizz”
?
There’s only one Z tile
Use a blank tile
But what about words with more than two Z’s?
It lists “zzz”
there are two blank tiles aren’t there?
I guess you could use both, yeah
But I know there were words in that dictionary that need more than two blank tiles and the letter
I now have a mission
First part of mission: find where I put the Scrabble dictionary
heh
second part?
Find a word that can’t be played
Third part: blog about it
Fourth part: laugh
lol
“Zyzzyva”–can be played, but what the fuck?
How many people–excluding American weevil enthusiasts–could just drop that word on the board without looking in the dictionary?
Syzygy
Is that the confluence of celestial bodies?
Indeed it is
Very good, no one knows what the hell that means
that is a FUN word to say
It is!
and that’s just about the only reason I rememberd
Haha, it’s like Lynyrd Skynyrd was allowed to put a word into the dictionary
Tubular Pasta = best band name ever
lol
The lead singer could write under the name “Manicotti” or something
Hahahaha, a “penne” name!!
Oh god, I had way too much sugar
This song is too slow! Claudia wants metal!
You sound like you’re on crack
M&Ms: my anti-durg
Hahaha, drug, not durg
Point not proven
Hahaha, “I’m shipping off to Boston…TO FIND MY WOODEN LEG!!!”
This song shall climb my playlist quickly
heh
what’s it called, and who is the artist?
I’m Shipping Up to Boston by the Dropkick Murphys
BAGPIPES
I know!
AWESOMENESS
I’ve never heard such an upbeat song regarding amputation
If I ever get a body part amputated, I’m going to write a techno song about it
lol
Or just, you know, rewrite the lyrics of Dropkick Murphy’s song and just have it a blatant rip off
lol
“I’m shipping down to Boise…TO FIND MY WOODEN ARM!”
Yeah. I’m nuts.
Holy crap, no more dorms!
Hooray!
I am now officially on the lease with Sean and the others. What does that mean? That means that next semester’s housing situation is going to rock. I hung out with Sean today for the twenty minutes I had left on my lunch break (after we attempted to sign…long story). It was awesome. I missed him.
Oh, and we decided that it was totally metal for Socrates to drink hemlock. We also decided that it was Archimedes who invented the Cuisinart so that the hemlock could be blended into drink form.
Yeah. We’re amazing.
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