Saint

Well, if anyone hasn’t read it then, this says it all.
X mentioned that blogs will stay active while their authors are active, but I find it somewhat impolitic to remain, like a houseguest overstaying his welcome. So this is adieu.
I’ve been coming here for years, not as long as some, but certainly long enough to see the changes as the forum’s developed into something new and new again. I’ve been here long enough for my own posts to evolve and evolve again, as I grew and developed. And now, I’m on the verge of facing a whole wide world, and it’s somewhat…kind that this community is moving on as well. Childhood memories, because that’s what x111.com is to me, are the things that filled your childhood like anchors in your wild innocence around which you grew. And now, I should wrap my imaginations about something new then.
So, once I figure out how to backup my posts (perhaps X can offer some advice about how to do this), I’ll let this thing go to it’s rest in whatever graveyard it is that dead blogs go to…Xanga perhaps?
so I’ll leave some tiny bit of contact info, speak.freely@gmail.com, an email, you can reach me there, eventually, I check it every few days.
Thank you X, for all of this site. Thank you everyone from the forum for putting up with me

thank you for reading, and goodbye

I’ve been lazy. See, I keep thinking that I should only write when I get struck by some brilliant inspiration. But look what kind of crap I found inspiring. Soooooo…I should be able to come up with this stuff on the fly right? I mean, how hard can it be?
anime: Someone thought “Hayate the Combat Butler” would make a kickass manga. A combat butler? He wakes up, pops on over to the nearest combat zone and toasts a couple assailants for breakfast for the master? Thanks, but I’ll pass for the pacifist butlers who aren’t busy cleaning up after the last brushfire war, I make enough of a mess thank you. Also, E’s Otherwise sucked. Horrible art, worse storyline, crappy voiceacting, shitty characters, terrible terrible anime.
hair: it grows, it’s kind of a bitch.
minidiscs: this is some cool technology. Everytime I play around with a minidisc I feel like I should be hiding it in some little pocket computer in my ridiculous black trenchcoat, then doing something ridiculous, like walking through some shimmery veil of streaming symbols a la the Matrix thing like some sci-fi movie action star. I guess it’s the little things like that that keep me going. I also feel like a secret agent whenever I go to airports, if only because I’ve done it enough to get through security sleep walking, so every time I breeze through I feel good about myself for some reason haha.
lists: they’re A-ok by me and are an easier alternative than being all formally approsepriate(XD?)

So I thought I’d switch things up and tell you a little about the happenings in my life lately:
My parents sent me some stuff from home, and they threw in one of those just add ingredient-X mixes for Chicken Masala (maybe? but which I will refer to as curry henceforth because that’s what I prefer to think of it as XD)
So I finally got down to the supermarket the other day to buy the ingredients, yogurt and chicken. I’m not sure who invented yogurt, because it’s definitely now on my list of crappy foods. I ended up with a little more than I needed, about one big spoonful of plain yogurt. And I know it makes no sense whatsoever, but I took a mouthful while thinking about delicious yogurt with strawberry bits mixed in, which definitely wasn’t how plain yogurt tastes: bitter and bland and yucky. After that it was a bunch of fun with dealing with playing with stuff you’ve never played with before that I could write about, and then like 45 minutes later I had my trusty frying pan thing full of delicious simmering curry. So I go to take a delicious bite….and it was fucking hot. For some reason my instant reaction was to press a chunk of burning hot curry covered chicken into the roof of my mouth. I had a massive blister on the roof of my mouth the size of my fingerprint in like 3 seconds. It was possibly the most disgusting experience of my life popping that thing.
The only reason I write this is because I have a painful sore of a former blister that’s prevented me from enjoying food for the last few days. And I don’t like math.

I don’t now how many of you people like Harry Potter. I’ve read the books, I found them fun. I mean, I can’t help but think turning teacups into toads would be loads more fun than doing the schoolwork I have now. But there’re somethings I probably wouldn’t want to find out. Like your patronus, sure everyone had an awesome patronus, stags and otters and stuff. But what if you had an anteater. Think about that for a second: dementors are flying out of a dark stormy sky ready to steal your soul and your cloak is flapping around your shoulders and it’s you versus the world and your friends all have their wands out and they have their crazy ass beasts ready to rip it up, and you summon your patronus and ..your big glowy lumpy anteater floats out of your wand. That would suck so much. I mean, what does that even say about you? That you like ants? The thing is ridiculous looking, it’d float out and lick a dementor with a skinny ghost tongue? terrible! ugh

It seems like I’ve been hearing a lot about eco-friendly, good for the environment crap. Like cars, the whole cutting down on fuel emissions and driving hybrids and stuff. That’s not a fucking solution! You’re not taking away pollution, you’re just adding LESS pollution. But we still end up fucked unless someone comes up with that magic solution that’s going to save us all from nature.