It's my turn now to be late to answering. MY DOG ATE MY INTERNET! I MEAN -- I had a lot of homework to do. And was really tired by the time I finished, and ended up falling into bed.
Man, see, that would definitely be the sort of ride I would sit out. And eat candy, and laugh at my friends for being dumb brave enough to try it. PICTURES! YAY! I love seeing people post pictures, because it makes me go THIS MEANS THEY ARE REAL PEOPLE AND NOT JUST TALKING ROBOTS. Which is ridiculous, because if robots could talk well enough to deceive people, they could probably also find photos to share on the Internet. And then LIE about them. I can totally relate to using bad humor in bad situations, though. (And boy can I relate to failing at being a girl. Although a (female) friend of mine failed even more than I did -- she wore a tuxedo to our prom. I was so jealous. Your dance sounds so much better than mine. Mine just had tons of really loud rap music. And I think at one point "How Much is that Doggie in the Window?")
I also heart other people doing paperwork. Like, random guards and stuff in the background, not real people doing paperwork. It's definitely less awesome in real life. What's QCS? *LOL*, that's great! Toilets. Oh James, when you're not facing down horrible demons, you have to face down everyone making fun of you for sticking your hand in places it should never ever go. Oh! Maybe I'm thinking of Silent Hill 2 with the chainsaw, then. And, um, did I get across properly that I love SH2 and play it a lot? Not just SH? Because I think I've only played SH once. And I hated the shadows so much, you would turn around and something would move and it would be either a shadow or Maria. Or, you know, sometimes a nurse.
(There is? Where? I think that church attendance would go way up if they had things like this to lure people there. "Come see Jesus on a pogo stick! He's got rhythm and soul!")
Aww. The description of the Road to Eldorado makes me think of Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, except I've been told that it actually isn't the same at all. Butch Cassidy had my first ever OT3 in it. I didn't know what to do at all, as a general rule I disapprove of them but there it was. I want to see it now, but I hardly ever rent movies, so. It might be awhile. (Also, now I'm really curious what slash subtext you have picked up on. I think I tend to pick up more than I really should, but my definition of slash usually doesn't actually include any physical romance.) (Oh, thank you, Pixar. I really hope they can continue to have a positive influence on Disney, so it doesn't end up spiraling horribly out of control again.)
Aw, slow Internet is really frustrating. Especially because so many sites keep having really high-memory graphics and design and everything. (It is in the dictionary! geek, n. an expert in computers and receives sustenance only from the Internet.)
I am determined to at least try it. Even if I have to go knocking door to door, asking everybody if they maybe own a copy.
I kept getting these random text messages from an unknown person about a month ago. They eventually stopped sending them to me, but for awhile there it was very strange. Who is this James person you keep talking about? I don't know anyone named Mary! I hope I didn't get charged for them. (I don't actually use my mobile ever, I just keep it on because my dad will randomly phone me to ask me something and then yell at me for having it off. "SAFETY!" he says and "INSTANT ACCESS!" and I say, "But we have managed without them for years.")
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Date: 2006-11-21 04:09 am (UTC)Man, see, that would definitely be the sort of ride I would sit out. And eat candy, and laugh at my friends for being
dumbbrave enough to try it. PICTURES! YAY! I love seeing people post pictures, because it makes me go THIS MEANS THEY ARE REAL PEOPLE AND NOT JUST TALKING ROBOTS. Which is ridiculous, because if robots could talk well enough to deceive people, they could probably also find photos to share on the Internet. And then LIE about them. I can totally relate to using bad humor in bad situations, though. (And boy can I relate to failing at being a girl. Although a (female) friend of mine failed even more than I did -- she wore a tuxedo to our prom. I was so jealous. Your dance sounds so much better than mine. Mine just had tons of really loud rap music. And I think at one point "How Much is that Doggie in the Window?")I also heart other people doing paperwork. Like, random guards and stuff in the background, not real people doing paperwork. It's definitely less awesome in real life. What's QCS? *LOL*, that's great! Toilets. Oh James, when you're not facing down horrible demons, you have to face down everyone making fun of you for sticking your hand in places it should never ever go. Oh! Maybe I'm thinking of Silent Hill 2 with the chainsaw, then. And, um, did I get across properly that I love SH2 and play it a lot? Not just SH? Because I think I've only played SH once. And I hated the shadows so much, you would turn around and something would move and it would be either a shadow or Maria. Or, you know, sometimes a nurse.
(There is? Where? I think that church attendance would go way up if they had things like this to lure people there. "Come see Jesus on a pogo stick! He's got rhythm and soul!")
Aww. The description of the Road to Eldorado makes me think of Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, except I've been told that it actually isn't the same at all. Butch Cassidy had my first ever OT3 in it. I didn't know what to do at all, as a general rule I disapprove of them but there it was. I want to see it now, but I hardly ever rent movies, so. It might be awhile. (Also, now I'm really curious what slash subtext you have picked up on. I think I tend to pick up more than I really should, but my definition of slash usually doesn't actually include any physical romance.) (Oh, thank you, Pixar. I really hope they can continue to have a positive influence on Disney, so it doesn't end up spiraling horribly out of control again.)
Aw, slow Internet is really frustrating. Especially because so many sites keep having really high-memory graphics and design and everything. (It is in the dictionary! geek, n. an expert in computers and receives sustenance only from the Internet.)
I am determined to at least try it. Even if I have to go knocking door to door, asking everybody if they maybe own a copy.
I kept getting these random text messages from an unknown person about a month ago. They eventually stopped sending them to me, but for awhile there it was very strange.
Who is this James person you keep talking about? I don't know anyone named Mary!I hope I didn't get charged for them. (I don't actually use my mobile ever, I just keep it on because my dad will randomly phone me to ask me something and then yell at me for having it off. "SAFETY!" he says and "INSTANT ACCESS!" and I say, "But we have managed without them for years.")