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.
We are slowly disposing of Algernon’s family?
So, uh…
Tonight we killed a few more mice. And by a few, I mean eight. I guess it was some sort of kamikaze finale for Algernon’s family. Or something. They were like dive-bombing the sticky traps. It was really weird.
OH AND THERE WAS ONE IN THE MICROWAVE WHAT THE FUCK.
Seriously. I guess the microwave was left partially open and Michael opened it all the way and hey, guess what? A mouse.
This house is great.
We have failed to dispose of Algernon!
Hahaha, oh man, watch this a few times, it keeps getting funnier.
“Halifax is a SEX NIGHT! Shing! Shing! SHENG. SHENG. SHENGSHENGSHENG.”
“DON’TYOUFUCKINGLOOKATME!”
Also, we didn’t catch Algernon.
Apparently, we caught a DIFFERENT mouse. Fun times.
We have disposed of Algernon!
HA!
We caught Algernon tonight. Finally. That freaking mouse has caused all sorts of problems. Also, since we finally replaced the giant filter on the heating vent (apparently it was a health hazard the way we had it), I just cut a chunk out of the old filter and plugged up the mouse hole with it.
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.
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So we have a new roommate in our house.
We named him Algernon.
Because he’s a FREAKING MOUSE.
Yeah, he chewed up through the carpet in my room and now he’s wandering around our house.
Fun times.
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.
Oh dear…
So.
The house is getting Netflix. Movies already on our queue include:
- The Brave Little Toaster
- The Brave Little Toaster to the Rescue
- The Brave Little Toaster Goes to Mars
- The Last Unicorn
- The Fox and the Hound
- Jurassic Park
- Starship Troopers
- Robin Hood (Disney version)
And like six million other movies from our childhoods.
It’s going to be a fun year.
“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.
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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