Sep
30
Rated M for Mature
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Oh my god…
Blood, gore, senseless violence… Creatures designed by movie SFX god Stan Winston…
I’ve been playing The Suffering on PS2 for the last 2+ hours. It’s the first time I’ve played it and I’m on the fourth or so level. I’m rocking the carnage house with this one! Yay! Gore! Gore! Gore!
The only reason I stopped the gaming for the evening was that my most mischievous cat, Rocket, decided to pull a huge IKEA drawers/shelf thing off the wall and spill everything from it. Fucker… Love that cat to pieces, but damn is he destructive!
So, I’ve got a new favourite game of the moment… I’m not much of a gamer, though I tend to be fairly decent at a handful when I pick them up, (like Onimusha 3 and Hitman 2), but I rarely play them for long. I’ll marathon with them for an evening or two… maybe even a whole day, but I just forget to play again for weeks and weeks…
Damn ADD.
Anywho- try The Suffering if you get a chance. It’s a first-person blood fest and has some creepy soundtrack stuff going on. (Read: glad I wasn’t alone in the surround sound since I was playing in the dark…:D )
Off to bed. I’ve run out of mental mana.
smooches for you~
jEN
Sep
30
Now, I’m a tool savvy girl. I am proud to say I have the best power tools in the house and know how to use them. I have a comprehensive collection of allen wrenchs. I can build or repair damn near anything… I can even wield a hammer properly.
All this self-praise aside, I am intimidated over taking my bike apart! It’s silly, I know. I am fully capable, and have the correct implements for the mechanical dismemberment… but I guess the thought of taking it apart, packing it carefully with padding in a box and shipping it spooks me a little.
I’ve found a slew of articles on the web, ranging from ridiculously lengthy to so brief it’s scary, and I’ve printed them all (smell that toner burn!)… likely won’t need a one of them, but I’ve printed them all in the hopes that a long night of cycle origami does not lie ahead.
I must stop at the local bike shop to see what they have for bicycle boxes… and if they’ll give this eyelash batter one for free.
smooches!
jEN
Update: Score! Free box and fork spacer! Whoo hoo!
Sep
26
I had to love her and leave her…
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Since I was a little girl, chic images from the pages of fashion whore magazines called out to me with a buzzing motor, neck scarf and Chanel wrap-around sunglasses. Glimmering chrome trim reflecting the sunlight from shoreline roadways or the flashbulbs of the Paris paparazzi… Dreamy visions of romantic European lover-boys and fresh flowers… tight leather gloves to hold her stylish hand grips and ruby red lips to leave marks on wine glasses from posh street-side bistros…
This was the life of a Vespa driver plucked from the pages of Vogue magazine… God I wanted one of those sexy scooters!
I’d had a passive passion, (is that possible?), for the Piaggio machines for likely more than 20 years. Never thought I’d own one but last summer we took out a loan and I got the most blissfully beautiful, pale green honey of a bike. She was an ET4, the kind that goes really fast, has a 150cc engine and requires a motorcycle license to operate. I studied, got my temp license and proceeded to buzz my way through my fantasy affair with my very own Vespa scooter.
I didn’t ride her nearly enough last year, and given my tumultuous 2004, she’s not had a single outing with me. Now, there’s not even a chance for it… I’ve sold her back to the dealer. I’m moving, you see, and some things just have to go. Including my beloved scooter. Damn, I’ll miss that gorgeous thing.
Just wanted to whine and pine a little. If you want to see a few pics of her, go to my dotmac page, (link on right), and then you too can appreciate my loss.
Good night kitties-
pale green smooches and wind swept hair,
jEN
Sep
23
Amazon.com: Books: How to Date a White Woman: A Practical Guide for Asian Men
I don’t even know where to go with this one…
Go read the reviewer comments too. We live in a sometimes freakishly surreal world…
Sounds like it’s helped some fellas out there… honestly, good for them.
I still think it’s a weird concept for a book… an advice column, maybe. Book? Odd.
smooches~
jEN
Sep
22
Getting to know you…
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Hi kitties!
I had an intriguing comment left on my last post- the one about the puppy. If you want to know a little more about why I get so angry and why I feel justified in it, go read the comments there. I responded appropriately. I can explain a little more in the future, and unfortunately, the previous blog I had has disappeared as a service. In the spirit of redundancy, I’ll revisit some of the stuff some of you already know about me from that blog in the near future.
I don’t apologise for my opinions and I don’t feel the need to censor Lance’s statements either. I do reserve the ability to remove anyone’s comments if I feel it’s necessary, but so far I’ve not had to remove anything but a bit of spam. I don’t flame people either- so if it isn’t an intelligent contribution that you leave, but just something that is there to piss me off- well… you’ll get deleted. My mom reads this- so have respect people! LOL
I’m a thiry-something year old woman. I’m well beyond the school yard.
I encourage your comments. I’m glad I got the one from Lance. I’m having a good time putting it all out there for you and encourage you to do the same. There’s a lot in this little head of mine and you only see a tiny percentage of it. I’m in the middle of some life changing events, so my posts aren’t as frequent as I’d like them to be, but I’ll try to work at it a bit more. I do this for me, remember. Having you out there is bonus.
Thanks for reading and I look forward to our dialogue.
smooches to you!
jEN
Sep
19
The below link is about that unhappy thing I meant to blog about days ago. I saved it as a draft trying to think up what I wanted to express about the story. Basically, I came up with the same hateful thoughts over and over again. I would have no problem returning the same torture to the youths mentioned in this story that they dealt to the puppy. I have a strong distaste for most of humanity… Humanity. Humane. We’re supposed to be the elevated beasts on the food chain yet every day we’re bombarded by stories like this and other atrocities that make me only glad to be upright for one reason: I’m less likely to suffer as this creature did. It’s despicable and horrid… The worst part of all, in my opinion, is that it was a group of youths that thought it was a good idea to do this. Not one sick fucker, but a group of sick fuckers. That’s almost as horrifying as the action itself. I hope they’re found and brought to justice… but then, what can be done to them that would drive the point home about what they did? With an obvious detachment from the suffering of others, can it be possible to punish the sick little bastards? I doubt it. Not without cutting off their hands or crippling them… that, I fear, would be the only way to bring light to the dim bulbs in their heads. What a sad fucking world we live in. Selfishly, I’m glad to be human to help me avoid such potential horrors. Selfishly too, I wish we could wipe out the worthless human beings that this group of youths belongs to- the not so secret society of haters, violence mongers, and useless flesh bags. It’s people like that that are wasting our time, energy and resources for ‘rehabilitation.’ Fuck ‘em. Get off my planet. I have no use for you and I don’t believe your sins can be washed from your hands with social programmes and hugs. Fuck you.
BBC NEWS | England | Tyne | Puppy was treated as a football
Wow… guess I got a bit ugly at the end there… I’m not violent, nor hateful typically. I believe everyone deserves respect and trust until they prove otherwise. I live by one rule- call it my religion, my mantra, my motto… maybe you’ve heard it before… It’s called the Golden Rule. “Do unto others as you would have others do unto you.” I guarantee that puppy had nothing but trust until he passed away. Battered, blinded and bleeding, that puppy only had trust. I don’t share the deep and optimistic trust that most domestic animals have. Wrong me and then you’ll need to earn it back. But everyone deserves a fair shake, no matter where you’re from, how much money you have, what colour your skin is, what god you worship, if any. Fair shake. Golden Rule.
Not sure where to end this, but I’m done now. Sorry for the buzzkill. I just had to bring attention to this story since it hit me like a cannonball to my gut.
Good night kitties…
(a smooch seems trite…)
jEN
Sep
17
Talk Like A Pirate Day - September 19
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Ahoy there and shiver me timbers sea-kitties… Sunday be the official “Talk Like a Pirate Day.”
If’n you be a doubtful scoundrel and believe me full of chum, feast ye peepers, (or peeper, if’n ye got a patch o’er the hole of yer former), on this here site:
Talk Like A Pirate Day - September 19
I fer one, am plannin’ a day as any other fair day- rest, I will. Then when the tide be low and me faithful parrot… er, wait… don’t have a parrot… Then when the tide be low and me faithful mate Rocket the Chum Chucker wakes me with a yeowl, I’ll eat, drink and be merry to the tide’s sleepy return. (Rocket is one of my silly-ass cats.)
Or, I’ll swab the house, eat, drink and be jEN… but I may do it with a patch o’er my eye just for fun…
Need a pirate name in a jiffy?
Pirate Name Generator
another one…
another one… but with a quiz
another one…
Go find ye a scoundrel name and state it proudly back into me comments, me sea-kitties. I am to be known by “Capn Esmerelda the Red Arse” on Sunday… but how the generators know about the tone of my ass is beyond me… heh heh
Enjoy and don’t forget the gratuitous use of “Aarrrr!”
smooches~
jEN
Sep
16
This is just dumb.
NewsFactor Network - Network Security - MyDoom Virus Writing Not a Resume Builder
I can just see it now…
“Hi, I have a high school equivalency degree, like to mountain bike, have made it through all of the Tony Hawk games twice, and can write a MyDoom virus. I’m looking for employment in computer security preferably near a shopping mall or a McDonald’s. Open the attached document for my full resumé.”
There are some really stupid virus writers out there. LOL
sanitised smooches~
jEN