Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love my Dad. He's brilliant, and whenever I need him, he's usually there to sub me out, be with a lift somewhere, a bit of cash or just an ear to listen to my problems.
However, right now I feel like killing him. As usual with my blog, there's a story behind it.
It started about 7 months ago, in September. I managed to successfully convinced (and by convince, I mean bribe) my mate Jeremy into lending me several pieces of vital Nintendo Merchandise. I'd been having a Zelda jones for a while and, despite completing Ocarina of Time & Majora's Mask on the N64, I still wanted to play. What can I say? I like playing as a pointy earred dude in a green dress and tights. The next logical step was Wind Waker & Twilight Princess.
However, I'd lost and never bothered finding my copy of Twilight Princess and every attempt to replace Wind Waker caused an unnecessary amount of stress, so I took the next logical step. I went to Jeremy's and asked if I could borrow them. Anyway, I'd also lost my Action Replay disc (I like not worrying about drowning on Wind Waker), a controller and my memory card, so I managed to con him into lending them as well.
I finished Wind Waker (yay me) and then promptly misplaced everything but the Controller and the memory card (so the non-vital non-expensive stuff). After MONTHS of searching, I gave up and spent just under £100 replacing them (both games are the GCN version and are a bit rarer then their Wii Counterparts). Why? Because I couldn't be bothered searching for them anymore (and Jeremy was being a whinny bitch about it.)
I hear you asking "but what does your Dad have to do with this?" (and in one case, "Stop reading my thoughts!"). Here is your answer (and no, I will continue to read your thoughts).
He helped me search. We looked everywhere (except where they were). He didn't believe me when I said, "No, they're NOT in my room! I don't care how messy it is! ITS NOT IN THERE!". Long story short (a bit late there). Today, exactly 20 days after replacing them, Dad looked on his DVD shelf in his room and guess what he found?
Am I angry at Dad? A little, but that's turned down by this simple fact. GAMES FOR ME TO
PLAY! YAY!
And in Lent news, I had an apple
Wednesday, 30 March 2011
Saturday, 26 March 2011
Wednesday, 23 March 2011
"Because it's me"
Well, as those readers that actually know me know, I can be quite random a lot of the time.
There are times when I want to do questionable things, such as the time I wanted to go ice skating while I was on crutches. My solution to get some children's ice skates, and duct-tape them to the crutches. Fortunately, someone sensible (one of the only times I've known her to be) stopped me from doing this. I also used to pace when I'm thinking, though this has become a controlled behaviour quirk since my time in my flat. Occasionally, I read books upside down. No, the books aren't upside down. I am. The book is normally the right way up.
I also randomly burst into song when I'm out and about. Tonight, after reaching Bingley Station, I proceeded to dance and/or singalong with whatever my Ipod was playing. This might be normal, except on the playlist I was playing, there is a great variaty of genres. The People of Bingley were treated to "I Would Do Anything For Love" by Meatloaf, "She's a Lady", by Tom Jones, "Rawhide" by the Blues Brothers and finally, "Rest in Peace" by James Marsters (Buffy Musical), as well as my dancing, before Dad arrived.
And tonight in a conversation over MSN, I asked three important questions: Why do my Earphones taste like my shaving foam? How do I know what my shaving foam tastes like? And finally, Why am I eating my Earphones?
And what does this have to do with anything?
Simple. It has reached the point with my friends and family and even myself accept some variation this as a legitimate reason:
"It's me."
I now truly believe I could do anything and get away with it simply by uttering those magical words. How will I find this out? I don't know yet but I'll be sure to let you know.
And an update on my Lent feastings. Today, after watching Rango with one of my best mates, we went to Nando's. Why? Well, it was his suggestion and, frankily, I didn't care where we ate. Those of you who regularly eat at Nando's know that it is primarily chicken food. I'm actually surprised there's no attempt at making a dessert with Chicken. I've noticed there are vegetarian options there in the past, so I had no problems.
There were THREE whole Salads, and every one of them had the option of adding a Chicken Breast.
I picked the Caesar Salad and I won't lie to you, loyal readers, it tasted like Feet. The rest of my Food since my last update has been good.
And for those of you who want to know the reasoning behind my Shaving Foam Earphones, e-mail me and I might explain.
"So Say We All" - William Adama
There are times when I want to do questionable things, such as the time I wanted to go ice skating while I was on crutches. My solution to get some children's ice skates, and duct-tape them to the crutches. Fortunately, someone sensible (one of the only times I've known her to be) stopped me from doing this. I also used to pace when I'm thinking, though this has become a controlled behaviour quirk since my time in my flat. Occasionally, I read books upside down. No, the books aren't upside down. I am. The book is normally the right way up.
I also randomly burst into song when I'm out and about. Tonight, after reaching Bingley Station, I proceeded to dance and/or singalong with whatever my Ipod was playing. This might be normal, except on the playlist I was playing, there is a great variaty of genres. The People of Bingley were treated to "I Would Do Anything For Love" by Meatloaf, "She's a Lady", by Tom Jones, "Rawhide" by the Blues Brothers and finally, "Rest in Peace" by James Marsters (Buffy Musical), as well as my dancing, before Dad arrived.
And tonight in a conversation over MSN, I asked three important questions: Why do my Earphones taste like my shaving foam? How do I know what my shaving foam tastes like? And finally, Why am I eating my Earphones?
And what does this have to do with anything?
Simple. It has reached the point with my friends and family and even myself accept some variation this as a legitimate reason:
"It's me."
I now truly believe I could do anything and get away with it simply by uttering those magical words. How will I find this out? I don't know yet but I'll be sure to let you know.
And an update on my Lent feastings. Today, after watching Rango with one of my best mates, we went to Nando's. Why? Well, it was his suggestion and, frankily, I didn't care where we ate. Those of you who regularly eat at Nando's know that it is primarily chicken food. I'm actually surprised there's no attempt at making a dessert with Chicken. I've noticed there are vegetarian options there in the past, so I had no problems.
There were THREE whole Salads, and every one of them had the option of adding a Chicken Breast.
I picked the Caesar Salad and I won't lie to you, loyal readers, it tasted like Feet. The rest of my Food since my last update has been good.
And for those of you who want to know the reasoning behind my Shaving Foam Earphones, e-mail me and I might explain.
"So Say We All" - William Adama
Wednesday, 16 March 2011
The Failure Incident
Remember when I said I was going to chronicle my struggles through my meat free Lent?
Turns out, I failed. I was planning on picking up the next day, but ultimately decided against it because, frankly, who cares? I also realized I'm too important (AKA lazy) to post updates every day. I also forget the rest of the World actually exists from time to time. And finally, let's be honest, who actually reads this blog regularly? (Don't actually answer that. Your Honesty will probably make me cry)
I'll post updates at the end of each blog entry, but they won't be the main point of any of them (mainly because I realized the five of you who regularly read my blog don't care about my food intake). Therefore, I'll update you a little on my goings on.
Except I have nothing besides Lent to update you with this time around. So contray to what I just said, I'll tell you about it. I've lost yet more weight (now down to virtually 10 stone exactly). Since I've always been tall and slender, I'm not worried about it. Ultimately, if it becomes an issue, I will give up my Lent-meat withdrawl and overload on Meat. To help counter this, I've restored Fish to my diet (That and it was the only appetiting vegetarian dish at the Sainsburys I was in).
But in completely unrelated news, I got a tiny chunk of apple stuck between my teeth. It was there for about ten minutes, until I successfully defeated it with a combination of my tongue and right thumb.
That's all. Go away please.
Live Long and Prosper.
Turns out, I failed. I was planning on picking up the next day, but ultimately decided against it because, frankly, who cares? I also realized I'm too important (AKA lazy) to post updates every day. I also forget the rest of the World actually exists from time to time. And finally, let's be honest, who actually reads this blog regularly? (Don't actually answer that. Your Honesty will probably make me cry)
I'll post updates at the end of each blog entry, but they won't be the main point of any of them (mainly because I realized the five of you who regularly read my blog don't care about my food intake). Therefore, I'll update you a little on my goings on.
Except I have nothing besides Lent to update you with this time around. So contray to what I just said, I'll tell you about it. I've lost yet more weight (now down to virtually 10 stone exactly). Since I've always been tall and slender, I'm not worried about it. Ultimately, if it becomes an issue, I will give up my Lent-meat withdrawl and overload on Meat. To help counter this, I've restored Fish to my diet (That and it was the only appetiting vegetarian dish at the Sainsburys I was in).
But in completely unrelated news, I got a tiny chunk of apple stuck between my teeth. It was there for about ten minutes, until I successfully defeated it with a combination of my tongue and right thumb.
That's all. Go away please.
Live Long and Prosper.
Friday, 11 March 2011
Lent day 3
Well, True Believers, today was a real challenge for me.
I went out for lunch with an old friend. Normally, this means a trip to our local co-op where we stock up on Junk and then head to the moors where we consume the food and have a good natter. However, today we changed our normal habit and went to Greggs.
For the first time, I was surrounded by Meat...and I was absolutely ready to punch through the plastic windows and eat everything I saw. However, I was able to contain myself, and bought an Egg Mayo Sandwich and a bag of Steak & Ale Crisps (the second of the four flavours introduced for Red Nose Day I've tried). We then went up to a nearby park, were we ran into my cousin, her boyfriend and their wee baby, as well as her sister's little boy. This little coincedence saw me waste the majority of my energy and I enjoyed a small nap before Dinner.
Dinner consisted of Vegetarian Spring Rolls. I actually enjoyed them!
Well, anyway. I've got a mate's Birthday Night out to enjoy. I'll be sober for the night, and I intend to enjoy many hours of laughing at my drunk mates, including the Birthday Girl herself! No photos though. I promised.
Thursday, 10 March 2011
Lent: Day Two
Apparently, I'm going to chronicle my journey of being a Vegetarian. Why? Because it makes me happy? Maybe. Because it gives me something to definately write about? Likely. Because I can? Yeah, let's go with "Because I can.
Anyway, Day Two was a bit tricker then Day One. I almost made myself a Pate Sandwich before I remembered that Pate is Meat. Fortunately, I'd only gotten it out of the fridge and not spread any, so I gave up on the sandwich and instead had a cup of tea (That is my substitue for Food more often then not). Tonight, Dad and I enjoyed Pancakes (We rebelled on Tuesday and had Hot Dogs). Dad covered his with sugar, and I enjoyed Golden Syrup on mine.
I expect by about Day Ten, I'll be craving Meat...
Anyway, Day Two was a bit tricker then Day One. I almost made myself a Pate Sandwich before I remembered that Pate is Meat. Fortunately, I'd only gotten it out of the fridge and not spread any, so I gave up on the sandwich and instead had a cup of tea (That is my substitue for Food more often then not). Tonight, Dad and I enjoyed Pancakes (We rebelled on Tuesday and had Hot Dogs). Dad covered his with sugar, and I enjoyed Golden Syrup on mine.
I expect by about Day Ten, I'll be craving Meat...
Wednesday, 9 March 2011
Lent: Day One
Lent is a Christian Tradition. It is to commentorate the 40 days and nights that Jesus spent in the desert, being repeatedly tempted by the Devil. Typically, people practice Lent in the 40 Days leading up to Good Friday and then Easter.
The idea of Lent is that a person gives up something that is dear to them. For example, some people give up Chocolate. My Brother has given up Caffeine, and my Dad has given up smoking (hopefully not just for Lent). Me, I gave up Meat. For the next 40 or so days, I shall be enjoying a delicious vegetarian diet.
Why Meat?
Simple. Normally, I'd give up Cheese. Cheese is one of the few things in Life I can't live without, and I was gearing up to do the same this year. Then I realized something. For some reason, I've been eating nearly as much cheese as I usually do. I didn't feel it was a noble enough sacrifice this year, so I briefly considered Sarcasm. However, my brother is (to put it politely) somewhat of an easy target and it'd be a repeat of Chandlier giving it up for a week.
So what else could I give up? Dr Pepper? Again, while I regularly enjoy its so-called 27 flavoured goodness, I don't actually drink it often enough to miss it for 40 days. Doctor Who? Are you insane?! Not a chance in Hell! Simon suggested Tea, and was rewarded with the very sarcasm I nearly gave up. So that left...Meator the Internet. Since I love the Internet too much to give it up for 40 days, that left Meat. Some family members (and most of my friends in the know) objected, since it probably would mean some weight loss at a time when I can ill afford to. But it is Meat or nothing...
So Meat it is.
Today has gone well. I enjoyed Welsh Rarebit (Posh way of saying Cheese on Toast) for my main meal. Half a day down, 39 and a half to go.
To paraphrase Carla's song from the Scrubs episode My Musical....It's gonna be a long, long Lent.
The idea of Lent is that a person gives up something that is dear to them. For example, some people give up Chocolate. My Brother has given up Caffeine, and my Dad has given up smoking (hopefully not just for Lent). Me, I gave up Meat. For the next 40 or so days, I shall be enjoying a delicious vegetarian diet.
Why Meat?
Simple. Normally, I'd give up Cheese. Cheese is one of the few things in Life I can't live without, and I was gearing up to do the same this year. Then I realized something. For some reason, I've been eating nearly as much cheese as I usually do. I didn't feel it was a noble enough sacrifice this year, so I briefly considered Sarcasm. However, my brother is (to put it politely) somewhat of an easy target and it'd be a repeat of Chandlier giving it up for a week.
So what else could I give up? Dr Pepper? Again, while I regularly enjoy its so-called 27 flavoured goodness, I don't actually drink it often enough to miss it for 40 days. Doctor Who? Are you insane?! Not a chance in Hell! Simon suggested Tea, and was rewarded with the very sarcasm I nearly gave up. So that left...Meator the Internet. Since I love the Internet too much to give it up for 40 days, that left Meat. Some family members (and most of my friends in the know) objected, since it probably would mean some weight loss at a time when I can ill afford to. But it is Meat or nothing...
So Meat it is.
Today has gone well. I enjoyed Welsh Rarebit (Posh way of saying Cheese on Toast) for my main meal. Half a day down, 39 and a half to go.
To paraphrase Carla's song from the Scrubs episode My Musical....It's gonna be a long, long Lent.
Saturday, 5 March 2011
And now, two pictures I borrowed from a mate's blog
And by borrowed, I mean stole:
And Dad's watching Glee.....ALARMED FACE!
And Dad's watching Glee.....ALARMED FACE!
Plotholes, plotholes, plotholes...
So I was watching an episode of Smallville today, not something I regularly do. I watch enough to have some idea of what's going on. I know that Callum Blue is playing a clone of the awesomely cool Zod:
Anyway, the episode I watched was Pandora, and dealt with one of the characters trying to find out what the hell Lois Lane was up to when she mysteriously disappeared for several weeks. As it turned out, she'd been wearing a magic ring that teleported her to the FUTURE! (No, it isn't the One Ring - wrong franchise)
And of course, like most science fiction programs where the main characters don't regularly pop to the Future for milk, it's one of Doom and Gloom. But before I continue, have a bit of background for my readers who don't watch Smallville.
At this point, Zod and his fellow clones are powerless under a Yellow Sun, but have them under a Red Sun due to Jor-El and a handy piece of Blue Kryptonite. This was before (SPOILER ALERT) they discovered that a drop of Clark's blood would somehow magically reverse the damage due to their DNA (END OF SPOILERS) so he decides to build a tower to make the Sun go red, and give everyone back their powers.
And back to the point! In this now Alternate Future, Zod built the Tower, and the Sun went red.
However, as an additional bonus (for Zod), the Red Sun has stripped Clark Kent of all his superpowers. That basically means that Zod can conquer the World unopposed. He COULD do it by himself, but instead he choose to do it with an army of his fellow Kryptonians. After all, why get your hands dirty?
So let's recap. Zod's conquered the World, Humanity are slaves to their Kryptonian Masters and the Red Sun is really getting everyone down. You can tell it was bad when TWO of the main characters were killed off in this future (killing one means it bad, killing two means it's SERIOUSLY bad. Killing an entire cast....WHOA)
Fortunately, Lois went back in time and Clark, prewarned, used his heat vision to destroy the uncompleted Tower that would've brought this future to pass (Wait - Zod knew about Clark's heat vision...why didn't he make the damn thing heat resistant?) and we all lived happily ever after, unenslaved.
Now, I'm all for this ending. I'm beating the Kryptonians put the Humans into two categories: Slaves and Food for the Slave. Since I'm physically weak and sarcastic, I doubt I'd have been made a slave. But I must point out one very large plot-hole. (There are others, but this one, I feel, is the biggest of the lot).
Lana Lang. Clark Kent's first love. The probable cause of his fetish for women with the initals L.L (look up Lori Lemaris if you don't believe me. Don't worry, I'll wait)
BACK to my point. In her last series (which is before Zod's appearance and therefore before the Timeline got buggered up), Lana Lang gained SUPER-POWERS! Honestly, super-powers! She gained speed, strength, stamina and invulnerability from a nano-tech suit under her skin. Basically, she was supergirl, only not Blonde....or Kryptonian:
However, she also gained a super power Clark (luckily) never had. Kryptonite Absorption. This basically means she could absorb Kryptonite radiation. This, in fact, proved to be quite convenient when Lex Luthor tried to blow up Metropolis with a KRYPTONITE BOMB!
Lana could've absorbed the Kryptonite, but it would've permenantly ended any hopes for a relationship between her and Clark (not to mention their growing partnership) since she would become a walking piece of Kryptonite for all intents and purposes. In the end, she decided to absorb the Kryptonite and leave the love of her life forever...
This lead to the heartbreaking (though nowhere near as good as when Buffy stabbed Angel) scene where Lana Lang kisses Clark (nearly killing him I might add) and then walking away forever (really - she's not coming back for the Finale and all). Thus ended an eight year love affair of God-like proportions.
But what does that have to do with Pandora I hear you ask? Simple.
In this new future, Lana Lang would've basically had all of a Kryptonian's powers AND she was radiating Kryptonite. Not only could she kill a Kryptonian with her death touch, but she had all their powers so they couldn't even take her out long distance. Surely, she could've just jumped in (she can't fly) and beaten the snot out of all the clones, ending their rule of Earth in about two days flat. Simplier still, it's already been shown that the key to Zod's plan wasn't that well built (if its not flame proof...) so she could've just walked in and smashed it with the aforementioned super strength, rendering all the clones powerless and restoring Clark.
But she didn't. She didn't even get a passing reference in the story, so I can only assume she's alive, content to live in the newly formed country of Langland with her human slaves.
Your move, Smallville writers....
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| Yes....I can see the resemblance.... |
And of course, like most science fiction programs where the main characters don't regularly pop to the Future for milk, it's one of Doom and Gloom. But before I continue, have a bit of background for my readers who don't watch Smallville.
At this point, Zod and his fellow clones are powerless under a Yellow Sun, but have them under a Red Sun due to Jor-El and a handy piece of Blue Kryptonite. This was before (SPOILER ALERT) they discovered that a drop of Clark's blood would somehow magically reverse the damage due to their DNA (END OF SPOILERS) so he decides to build a tower to make the Sun go red, and give everyone back their powers.
And back to the point! In this now Alternate Future, Zod built the Tower, and the Sun went red.
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| What? You thought I was joking about the Tower? |
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| Zod's Back up plan: An army of Superpowered Flies. |
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| And Zod beat up Clark....does that count as abusing a cripple? |
Now, I'm all for this ending. I'm beating the Kryptonians put the Humans into two categories: Slaves and Food for the Slave. Since I'm physically weak and sarcastic, I doubt I'd have been made a slave. But I must point out one very large plot-hole. (There are others, but this one, I feel, is the biggest of the lot).
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| Zod's weakness for Brunettes. |
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| Maybe not just women wink wink nudge nudge |
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| Or Laura Vandervoort |
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| "And then I was going to head back to my secret Moonbase and have a beer with the Joker and Sinestro" |
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| Not to mention do a pretty good impression of Green Lantern. |
But what does that have to do with Pandora I hear you ask? Simple.
In this new future, Lana Lang would've basically had all of a Kryptonian's powers AND she was radiating Kryptonite. Not only could she kill a Kryptonian with her death touch, but she had all their powers so they couldn't even take her out long distance. Surely, she could've just jumped in (she can't fly) and beaten the snot out of all the clones, ending their rule of Earth in about two days flat. Simplier still, it's already been shown that the key to Zod's plan wasn't that well built (if its not flame proof...) so she could've just walked in and smashed it with the aforementioned super strength, rendering all the clones powerless and restoring Clark.
But she didn't. She didn't even get a passing reference in the story, so I can only assume she's alive, content to live in the newly formed country of Langland with her human slaves.
Your move, Smallville writers....
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