The ProtoBlog
Monday, October 27, 2003
 
Long time no see.
I'm alive. Yay.
Thursday, October 16, 2003
 
How To Be Paranoid (part one of x=y-x^2+6)
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Go to hell, and never come back. But you will. Cause that's you. And that isn't that awesome? You find out you're dead, and you're alive, bieng raped by Satan's demons. RoboticParanoia <-Umm...like robots....Sing a song for me, gentlemen, and youi'll be fine. Gotta run, gotta run, always gotta run (biatch). Fellatio (sp) and Cunnilingus (sp) are not to be performed on asexuals. Or dogs. Everytime you mastrubate, God kills a kitten named Benny. Sit around and kill time...but you matched your QUOTA! GO AND DIE UNDER A BRIDGE TODAY! Terrorist of minds exist in telelvision. Racksack the blender,and God will give you the upperhand. She went sexy...she didn't care about her loved one...he died that day, choking on the Dear John. Oh no. She's dead! Oh no. He's dead! Oh no. I got a 10-40 in the mail today! I wonder where you went...Come on...come to me. There's a funk in the air, do I care? Madonna = Attention Whore, Olsen Twins = Media Whores, Alex Sivley = whore. GO TO HELL. DON'T PAST GO. DO NOT COLLECT INSTANT KARMA. INSTANT KARMA! YAY! I'm sorry that I'm not paying attention. The idiots have taken the earth. Sex on the first date is equivelant to Date Rape. Lane Hill is a pothead. Yeah right. Too much of a fool to be cool. Say No To Anarchy. MARCO! POLO? I'm stuck in a place...GET ME OUT NOW. Please send your soul to xxxx xxxxxxxxx xx or call xxx-xxx-xxxx. Tired, Bored, Confused and Lonely? Go to www.___________.com. Bleed from every orifice. Timber! REMOTE CONTROL TURN ME OFF NOW!
Wednesday, October 15, 2003
 
Hello, Charlene.
I've been expecting you. Come around, see yourself in the mirror. Or whatever...HAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHA. *cough*

In other words, nothing is happening, and I'm just an idiot with no time on his hands to think. DId I mention an idiot in my words is a good thing. If you are an "idiot" I'll just call you a "diphead" or "ignorant person" or "idiot"...wait...nevermind. I'm a hypocrit.
Tuesday, October 14, 2003
 
What I am Afraid Of (Warning: Might be offensive to the minority)
1. Death
2. Anal Rape
3. Castration
4. Eye Gouging
5. An Axe In The Head
6. Future
7. Ending up bieng useless to society.
8. Bieng a vegetable some day.
9. Getting ambushed.
10. Bleeding
11. Demons
12. That I may be schizophrenic.

And the big one

That I might be not loved in the future.

Okay, a lot of them could be put together in a category, but whatever.
 
What I am Afraid Of (Warning: Might be offensive to the minority)
Here is a list of what I am afraid of.
1. Casteration (Mr. Dick really likes himself, and I like Mr. Dick. If Mr. Dick or I are seperated, hell will pay!)
2. Eye Gouge (Like with Mr. Dick, I'm really fond of Mr. Eye. Both of them. Do not hurt Mr. Eye!)
3. Anal Rape (Self explanatory)
4. Death (Heaven is good...but, still. I'd like to be on earth.
5. My Future (Scares the fuck out of me. Seriously. Would I succeed, or be a hobo on the street?)
6.
Monday, October 13, 2003
 
if ur readn this ur stoopid pt. 2
Now I'm done. Thank you for participating in this expirement.
 
if ur readn this ur stoopid
I don't know what to say. I just want to type something. But, I don't know what. Nothing really happened to me...I just bought a CD. RHCP's "By The Way". Good CD.

That is all, I suppose. So, what am I going to do. I'm going to make a challenge for myself! Typea bout absolutely nothing. Yes, nothing. How can I do that? How the hell should I know? Just type whatever is on my mind. 5 grams of fat is pretty awful. I snapped last night (YAYAYAYAYAYA!). I hope Lauren's doing alright. MAVIA is an evil organization. So is PETA. And the SPCA. My cat is the reincarnate of some communist, I think. I'm thirsty. Are you thirsty too? Post and publish. Same old things, same old things. I SUCK AND R BIASED. I AM THE WALRUS. Pachuka's a dumbass (may you burn in hell, you lovable oaf!). My cat's silly. I'm bored, lonely, and devilish. I'm bored. So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored.So bored. That's an easy way to fill up space. Would you be accept payment if someone asked you to dance naked infront of Jehova's Witnesses? N-Gage sucks. End of discussion. There is no apocalypse. Thank you. Come again. Go Apu! Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap, let's just shut me up.
Sunday, October 12, 2003
 
Apocalypse
Recent developments on the 4:42 news:
1. Everyone's Getting Hacked! Who is causing this? Find out in a moment!
2. LUE is bieng Quarantined! Who and Why caused this? Find out in a moment!
3. I found some socks! Why were they in my junk drawer? Find out in a moment!
4. I might fail this semester! Why and how I'm going to improve? Find out in a moment!
5. If I die tomarrow, what would I do? Find out in a moment!
And in other news,
6. How did the NGage do so far? Find out in a moment!
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Saturday, October 11, 2003
 
I don't know if I should feel special.
Mood: Undertermined

Well, mr. TheRedEye , on LostLevels.org (a good site, I might add), quoted the last blog entry. Which was strange. He didn't even put the "But, screw the teenage psycobabble." part. Oh well.

The fact is, is that this is both a personal (like a blog of a 12 year old girl), and a business (like a blog of Yahoo! if they had one) blog. And the fact is that I am a 16 year old male, so I should be concerned with Homecoming events. {Even if they do make me amateurish, but I am an amateur}.

(BTW: It was a funny update though. Read it. It's a good game site as well.)

Anyways, I haven't heard from my contact, so, the review for Pitcher's Duel might be the closest thing you can get to the game at this time. So, enjoy that.

Ahh...diddums...





Thursday, October 09, 2003
 
Homecoming Derby For People Who Like To Derby The Night Away, A OK?
Mood: Sad and Tired

Yes, it's Homecoming, about. A week ahead, the dance...boy, oh boy! Another day of me doing my thing infront while the rest of the school watches in horror. Another day to prove to myself that I am a loner. Another day to prove that I am not afraid to be me. But, yeah, you just can't help feel depressed, when you see loved ones, can you? But, screw the teenage psycobabble.

New Beta up, from a friend of a friend of a friend, and undisclosed (but reliable source). Mysterious huh? It is.

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Sunday, October 05, 2003
 
Take Three
Mood: Bored

If you see this, then I'm definently doing something right. Can't have the blog on the server anymore, because of some protection thing. So what's new in the world of prototypes?

Hmm...not much. I do have some two intresting news though:
1. An undiscolosed source is going to send me an analysis (w/screenshots!) of a game that was supposedly lost. Unfortunately, s/he didn't tell me the name of this game, so I don't know what it is until s/he emails me the review. I can expect him/her to email it soon.

2. Thunder PX (or however he wants to be known nowadays), the guy I talked to in that AIM log about Jazz Jackrabbit 3D, is going to write a formal review/analysis of JJ3D. Expect this to come soon as well.

Yeah, so watch for those, have a happy day.


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