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I gotta go to Phoenix again.  :crankey:

That's just cruel. Something must be amiss, and the gods are clearly displeased with us. I know this to be true because one of my toenails just came off.

We must prepare more sacrifices. This cargo cult of ours has been slacking off.


I spent all the time I could playing with the paint program (Macpaint) and playing what games I could find. I remember Dark Castle particularly well. My brothers were also fascinated, especially by the games, but had been deemed too young to touch it by Mom Inc. This did not exactly stop them.

Macpaint and Dark Castle were the bomb-diggity. Sometimes the color would stop working on the Mac I had but the programs still worked.

The Richard Nixon school of ballet and the arts / Re: ORIGINS thread.
« on: February 17, 2015, 06:27:28 pm »
 :lulz: I like this new (?) mythos.

You mean you're not interested in charging majick sigils?  :lulz:

Wake up at 4:30 am. Consume magical fizzy elixir of life* and hike across the Siberian Tundra that lies between my front door and my car.

Arrive early at job site in Manhattan after 1.5 hour drive. It is 3° F, or -16C, and it's an outdoor site. No one around. Sit in car to kill time, eventually someone lets me in. Luckily, there's a heated trailer office to wait in.

2 hours later, word finally comes through that the trucks needed to work today are fucking frozen like goddamn woolly mammoths. Get sent home, consoled by fact that I'm getting paid anyway, plus pay for the holiday. Parking ticket negates monetary gains of working on holiday.

You bet your ass I'm leaving early every day this week. The Law of SLACKTM requires that, for every action, there is an equal and opposite FUCK YOU.


That was great.

It's like Christmas, except Santa hates you! :lulz:

#6 sounds like some really good crazy.

Literate Chaotic / Re: Don't Break The Chain
« on: February 15, 2015, 11:25:53 pm »
Feb 11
    The glass was shattered. It's very easy to forget just how unreasonably sharp and small pieces of shattered glass really are, especially if you watch too many movies where people break through glass with impunity. Glass, when broken, naturally forms edges that are sharpened at the atomic level.
    This was not very interesting knowledge for my left palm, which was much more interested in not being shredded. I withdrew my hand from the box.

Feb 12
    "And just when were you planning to fill me in on this plan? After those cretins hogtied me to a scaffold and electrocuted my nipples until I talked, or before? I swear to god you have the planning skills of a fungus."

Feb 13
    Knowing is easy. Learning is hard.

Feb 14
    After about two minutes, it was apparent that I was not going to "get used to it." The pool was too fucking cold and no amount of sucking it up would ever be enough to thaw my testicles.

Feb 15
    He had a voice which reminded me of a scratchy tag on the back of a t-shirt collar. But he smelled really nice. This presented me with a problem, because I really didn't have the time to stick around and learn which of these first impressions I should rely on for future judgement.

I am noting my deep-seated gut reaction of "STAY IN SCHOOOOOL!!!1!!11" and the blatant classist prejudices. High school DOES suck, I ain't gonna defend that shit.

Literate Chaotic / Re: Don't Break The Chain
« on: February 13, 2015, 05:49:47 pm »
I'm pretty sure Hirley0's chain is a Möbius Strip, and cannot, due to an epistemic glitch, be broken.

The Richard Nixon school of ballet and the arts / Re: People Like Us
« on: February 11, 2015, 01:27:08 pm » will do that to you. :lulz:

Literate Chaotic / Re: Don't Break The Chain
« on: February 11, 2015, 05:17:44 am »
Cainad, the 9th is my favorite.

i have been in a writey mood lately, but with almost no time to write. Appointments here, appointments there, meetings everywhere! But I have the feeling of having much to say, so I hope I can take a minute to say it here and there.

I had just gotten into bed and realized that I'd forgotten to write an entry, so I hopped up and scribbled out whatever trash came to mind. Made a nice departure from the entries that sounds like they were written by someone with thick-rimmed glasses and a cardigan.

There's definitely no requirement to get all your thoughts down for the chain entries. If you have the urge to make words, scrawl out one terribly-formed sentence on the nearest thing you can write on.

Literate Chaotic / Re: Don't Break The Chain
« on: February 11, 2015, 04:29:09 am »
Thanks :lol: Last one is 4% autobiographical; taking up two different martial arts at the same time for my SlackTM tends to leave me feeling a bit... tenderized.

Literate Chaotic / Re: Don't Break The Chain
« on: February 11, 2015, 04:05:54 am »
Feb 3
    Nope. Nope nope no, fuck that and fuck you. I came here on my day off and gave you a fair listen like I promised. Now I'm going to get my coat and leave, and we will not speak of this ever again. God damn it.

Feb 4
    Not a soul to be seen or heard. For the next ten minutes, we had total isolation.

Feb 5
    There was so much left, it seemed impossible. Surely we'd gone through more than that.

Feb 6
    "It won't be that way. We've taken special precautions," he assured me.
    "I'll believe you, mostly because I really want to." It was the truth; there was no way these people, smart and earnest as they were, could have accounted for everything.
    I followed him to the door, behind which was the most important thing I'd ever dealt with in my life... this month, at least.

Feb 7
    I had been taking constant sips of water to avoid entering the conversation, but I miscalculated. I sat staring at the ice cubes, cursing them for not melting fast enough.

Feb 8
    She sniffed at the damp, cool forest air. The fecund smell seemed to wash away the dry, dusty residue of the city.

Feb 9
    Maybe if you quit being such an asspig for twelve continuous seconds we'd be able to unfuck this turdstorm of incompetence. But first, lunch.

Feb 10
    Everything hurt, in a way I was not prepared for. Just sitting still as a rock with half a bottle of aspirin swimming around in my blood hurt.
    Sure, in concept it's easy to understand that getting your ass kicked in a straight-up fist fight is gonna be painful. But adrenaline is a fickle bitch and once it leaves you, you're left with nothing but sandbags where your muscles should be.
    Shauna would, of course, find this hilarious. Because she's that kind of friend.

The Richard Nixon school of ballet and the arts / Re: People Like Us
« on: February 10, 2015, 05:29:34 pm »
I've been trying out the Daoist/Qi Gong reality filter lately, and I'm really enjoying the synthesis with a lot of the Discordian ideas.

I went to a Qi Gong retreat a few weeks ago, and among all the weird and esoteric practices was one perfectly simple one: Laughing Practice, more literally translated as "Opening Heart practice"

Imagine a dozen grown-ass adults standing in a circle, and then everyone starts laughing. Like, REALLY hard belly laughing. For the first 3 seconds it's forced, then it immediately becomes the most hilarious fucking thing in the universe. Everyone was cracking up, falling over for a good 30 seconds.

That's about the simplest way of Freaking the Fuck Out I've experienced. There's just no time to be a pissant when you can be having a great time instead.

But, alas, They think that kind of thing is weird. Because they believe dumb things.

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