University?

University going great so far! So many people I don't know which is kind of really strange, but I figure I'll get used to it soon. Gonna go drink so more beer tonight; last night, we went out and bought about 54 beer for maybe 60 bucks- a good deal! Full fridge, to say the least. I'm looking forward to tonight. In summary, so far so good! And good to come.

Kanye Bear by Romo

The Most Excellent Game of 'Yeehaw!'

Here we have it folks, the rules to the game 'Yeehaw', as best as I can remember. I feel the need to point out that anytime someone asks a question about the game, they drink. If anyone answers, they drink as well. Anybody who messes up drinks (that goes without saying), and anyone who messes up the motions drinks as well. It's a fast paced, rowdy game. At the beginning, ideally there will be two people who know the rules, and no one else does. The idea is that they have to pick up the rules as they play, making for some amusing situations. In order to play, all participants need to have a drink with them and be seated in a circle, the larger the better.

Yeehaw : Make a sweeping, one handed pointing motion in the direction you wish for play to go. Next person either needs to repeat the gesture and phrase, or substitute in any of the other motions. Play continues, same direction. If a person does the gesture wrong, points in the wrong direction, or takes too long, they drink.

A-frame : Make an "A" over your head with your arms. It skips the person who would normally be next, the person after the person skipped continues with a 'Yeehaw!' or any other action.

Pitchfork : Make a pitchforking gesture. Play reverses direction, skipping the person beside you, with the person it skipped to needing to continue with a 'Yeehaw!' or any other action.

Barfight : Make a pointing gesture to two players. The two chosen slap hands together in a high fiving motion until one gives in. The loser drinks.

Toss that Barrel: Make a throwing motion, as with a basketball, towards any player. Throws the order off, anyone who gets 'thrown' at has to either: 1) toss that barrel to someone else, 2) Say "barn doors closed" and the original person has to toss that barrel to someone new, or 3) Continue with a "Yeehaw!", in which case play continues from the "Yeehaw!".

Hoodenani : Make a crossed arms motion, pointing at the people on either side of you. Splits play into two seperate threads, where the people on either side of the "Hoodenani!" have to continue play with "Yeehaw!" or any other action.

Gunfight : Point at two people. Play pauses as they make finger pistols and say "bangbangbangbang" until one runs out of breath. The loser of the gunfight drinks.

Quickdraw : Point at two people, they have to pull out a finger pistol and shoot the other by saying "Bang!". Last one to say "bang" and shoot the other loses and has to drink.

Tumbleweed : Everyone stands up, twirls around, and sits back down. Last one down drinks.

Hoedown: Everyone drinks.

And there it is, the rules to the most excellent game of "Yeehaw!" Sure to be a riot in any situation where there happen to be people drinking.

Moving On.

My tweet, that I feel is too personal to put on facebook, making twitter perfect for the job.

Good luck with the next four and half months. I'm proud to say it: Best Friend. End of an Era. To great times had. To lifelong friends. pce


And I mean every word. We won.

Growing Up and Moving On.

Fittingly, the way myself and my best friend parted was after gaming Halo 3. So many memories of Surmsauce, Steven, and myself, ripping it up in the wilderness of multiplayer, playing deep into the night, arguing, calling out "One shot S3! One Shot S3!", calling each other retards, idiots, and dumbassess, yet loving every second it. Arguing over who should get the sniper, strongsiding, listening to music while we were playing, beaking the other teams we played relentlessly, going clutch with 30 seconds to go trying to pull off a victory. So much stupid small stuff that is host to some of the greatest memories I have. I'll never forget staying up till 4:30 in the morning practicing our BR's in a map called The Octagon, a featureless thing in which scores were racked up to the point of ridicule. Halo 3 was awesome, something that bonded us and to this day no game has ever stacked up to that one.

I remember 8 years ago, this kid came to the end of my street walking his dog with his mom. And my mom made me go outside and say hi to this new kid, someone whom, as it turned out, hadn't met a single kid our age since he had arrived. This kid's name? Surmsauce. I was the first person he knew and over time, he became my best friend. Someone whom I could be myself around, someone I could say stupid shit to, someone who didn't give a fuck what I said or did. It was some sort of connection that was largely wordless, as we were as comfortable sitting in silence as we were watching whatever movie had been downloaded earlier that day. Someone who at first, didn't share my appreciation for rap, but over time, became the person who probably had the most love for the music. He and I would talk about whatever album we had recently listened to and argue over what was shit and what was gold. We would make countless top ten lists (ranging in topic from Greatest of All Time to Best Songs on My Ipod That Start With G). We went to Jay-Z live, we shared a love of Jay and Kanye, even tonight, we were killing ourselves laughing over Ghostface Killah's review of Watch the Throne and also his website, which pretty much just beaks Drake (or Aubrey, as Ghost likes to call him).

Proud to say that Surmsauce was the person I called first when I was just bored or felt like doing something. It was so easy to drive the "root 2" minutes that it takes to get from each other's places, and there was never any pressure to do anything.

Good luck at university, my friend. All good things come to an end. Yeah, I got a couple tears, so what? It's the end of an era, my best friend gone.

No More Than He Deserves

In other news, Anders Behring Breivik, 32, drowned in the waters off Utoya island today. Circumstances are unclear, but local police have assured us that the mother fucker deserved it. Further investigations will be conducted when hell freezes over. 

You're Wrong

You're wrong. 10000 hours is commonly accepted as the minimum amount of time required to become an expert. Don't fucking argue with me. Obviously you don't need that much time to become an expert on building fires, or (gasp!) walking. You dumb fuck. Stop making arguments of things which are taken out of context, and have a legitimate debate- If you want to argue you can become a figure skating expert in less than that amount of time, I welcome you and encourage you to find someone who managed to become such a pro without massive amounts of time put in. No one learns how to blow glass overnight, no one is able to go to the Olympics in gymnastics after taking a single course, and no one can go to the PGA tour after going twice to the driving range.

In summary, you are a dumb fuck, and need to learn to shut the fuck up.





God venting feels good.

Chill Night

Chill night with my buddies, coulda gone clubbing, but I think it's overrated. Too many friggin' people, too much music.. I like meeting people in quiet situations, where you can hear each other talk, over shouting and grinding. Also, I like slow dancing better and have been wanting to take a dance class for forever. Gay? Nah. Something that would help me meet girls! As of yet in my short existence as a legal drinker, I haven't found the happy medium between pubs and clubs, and don't know where to look either. Cocktail lounge? I think lounge may be what I'm looking for.

Depression? Update

Also, and I realize I'm just tacking this on the end, I realized that I was depressed for about 4 months this year, possibly longer. Took several online quizzes and the signs all point towards the fact.. Not anymore though!

THAT'S RIGHT MOTHAFUCKAS

That's My Bitch

Yeah that's my bitch
I've been waiting for a long long time
Just to get off and throw my hands up high high high
Yeah that's my bitch

Love the beat on that song! Kanye and Jay showing why they're tops in the rap game. Torrented the album within 30 minutes of it coming out, and immediately felt guilty.. It's the type of album that you need in hard copy. As soon as the album comes out on CD, I'm snapping that shit up!

Been a while since I've posted, chances are no one is reading this, hell, shit's therapeutic in a way. Might as well tell the internet that I'm gonna be heading off to university in three weeks, so my bank account's about to get drained. Say hello to the newest broke guy in the world! I'm considering it an investment, rather than just cash thrown out the window, and hopefully it'll all turn out well and I won't be broke after I finish!

Rooming with one of my buddies in residence, in a room in the basement. Hoping to meet some new girls after getting shot down once again with a girl I thought I had a chance with. I'm at the point right now where I'm just saying "Fuck it". The effort is there, there's just something else that's missing, the secret sauce so to say. I'm lost as to what it is.

Anyhow, little update!

Got staples on my dick, why? Fuckin' centerfolds!

Jack Johnson < 3

Title is pretty self explanatory. I love rap but am not exclusive. <3 for this music!

Depression?

I think I might be depressed. I go through some honestly great days, and then some totally shitty days... I seem to dwell on the shitty. You could call it a funk I suppose, and I hate the way I feel whenever it happens. It tends to center around unhappiness and loneliness, but mostly the loneliness. Not exactly loneliness, but it's different; I mean, I make friends easily, but make very close friends with difficulty. What would happen if I lost those one or two super close ones? Or, worse yet, never meet someone new that I could be close with? Blechhhhhhhggggggg.

On a totally unrelated (well, actually, maybe it's somewhat related), one of my friends' father has cancer. Her little sister wrote a facebook status regarding the cancer, yet in a really indirect way- and I don't believe that many people know about the situation. I want to write a comment of support, yet no one knows about the situation; I feel like a simple 'like' doesn't express what I want to express; and I'm not sure if I'm close enough friends with the little sister to write an inbox message to her. Fucking stymied. I think I might write her a message.

On yippayap, there's a hashtag for problems like these: #firstworldproblems. Pretty self explanatory. Fuck.

On the Office

Michael Scott asks, "If the ship was sinking who would you save?"

Jim says, "I would save the client."

Jim walks away, and looks at the camera, and says, "Just for the record, I would save the receptionist."

Backstory: the receptionist is Pam, who is engaged to her boyfriend. Jim is in love with her. Pam and her boyfriend set a date for the marriage that night, and Jim breaks up with his girlfriend. At the end of the episode, Jim goes to Michael and says that they he and Pam had a connection, but now it's all over because she's getting married. Michael says, "BFD, man. Big fucking deal. Engaged isn't married."

My best friend Sarah has had a boyfriend for three years. I've loved her for two years, and have hid feelings from people fairly well (barring two, that I can count, drunken breakdowns). Now I'm trying to get interested in a different girl while maintaining a friendship with Sarah, and every time I try I get the feeling that I'm just not with the right girl. Is the right thing to do to hang around and hope they break up? Or is the right thing to do to tell her my feelings and lose my best friend? I feel like these types of friendships are a once in a lifetime thing; the type where others look over and say , "I wonder if I'll ever be like that."

It's basically dating, without anything physical.  It's fucking frustrating.

That first bit, the bit about The Office- If you substituted my name in for Jim's, it's the same story. THE SAME FUCKING STORY. The only difference is that I doubt mine can turn out happily ever after.

American Gangster

Here we go, post numero uno. I feel like already this is going to turn into a music blog (given how dumb I feel talking about myself, so unless there's something serious, I'll try not to keep it personal), so here we go just to start off:

American Gangster by Jay-Z

First off, I would like to say that I have been listening to this album pretty much on repeat for the last couple days. The soulful samples that were utilized in "American Dreamin'" and "Fallin" make my day every day. I do have a question though; on "Roc Boys", there is a voice in the background that sounds suspiciously like Kanye. And this album came out after his debut, and after he'd been producing for several years, so it's not that odd - but I can't find out if it's actually him, which is a shame since I would love to add that info in my iTunes library. Finally, "Blue Magic" lets the champagne pop. Love it! Overall, I'd give it an approximate 4 or so stars (Bears? Glasses? Any other rating system? Maybe I'll just stick with stars).

On an unrelated note, I've started the project of listening to and rating every single song in my library. A mammoth project, sad to say. I started out rating Jay-Z, and have come to the realization that Blueprint 3 was decidedly substandard. A damn shame considering how good the concert was!

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