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Some of the things here are f-locked because they revolves around personal matters and whatnot. You know the drill, comment to be added.


✓ It's pretty vital that I actually know who you are.
✓ Common interests = a big plus.
✓ If you've recently been defriended, it's most likely only because I don't think we've talked in a long while. No harsh feelings, commenting here will see it remedied right away.

HEY GUYS. I HAVE INTERNETS AGAIN.

I'll settle down in my new apartment tomorrow, but in a stroke of genius I won't have a working Internet connection there until Thursday next week (or a bit sooner of I'm lucky). So unless I'm blessed with unprotected wireless Internet routers near my living room, I probably won't be around much for a while. I still think the good outweighs the bad here though seeing as I'll finally get to live somewhere that isn't a complete morass.

Take care of yourselves until then, f-list!

NGHHH FUCK YES! I FINALLY HAVE BLAZBLUE!

bbl sublime and boundless happiness.

HI F-LIST! :D

I recently hit a mild hurdle in my scholarly pursuits when I was greeted by this tragicomic nonsense:

"Do we need rhetoric today? What challenges do new mediums like the Internet provide on this matter? Write an essay and argue your point."

At first I was perplexed. Asking whether or not we need something that's UNAVOIDABLE in ANY form of human communication is just stupid beyond rhyme and reason and adding the notion of challenges provided by the Internet just cements the idea that this is something taken from the forum of an Angelfire site devoted to Death Note posted by an 11-year old girl trying really, really hard to sound smart by using several big words at once. Anyone with half a brain would refute this by saying "No, you can't separate it from human communication, remove yourself from the gene pool you subhuman fuck." And that would be the end of that except for maybe the occasional whiny PM with "MODERATOR PLZ!!" in the subject line.

So naturally, when asked to write an entire essay on this - for a class that in the US would equate to post-college course in my native language - I assumed that something was wrong and decided, in a fit of foolishness, to write an e-mail my teacher about it for clarification. A formal affair, polite and proper, asking if they really intend it to require a 2500-5000 word essay on the subject when the original question is so stupid that it'd only amount to empty air that could be condensed to a sentence of actual substance. Could I perhaps have misunderstood the line of reasoning? Was there a misprint somewhere? Surely, I told myself, they couldn't be serious about writing something that's roughly as idiotic as writing an essay on whether or not we need to breathe air.

Naturally the reply I got inevitably left me in despair (zetsuboushita, etc) and gave me the impression that "SMASH HEAD AGAINST MACE" is part of my teacher's morning routine. I swear that it was just as poorly written, incomprehensible and horribly worded in its original form as it is presented here. And no, I didn't add those unnecessary quotation marks. Ehem, facepalm alert!

"It is a challenge to write an essay of ~2500 or more words, it's a part of the assignment even if the subject itself could be made as large as possible. When you write an article, a PM, or a letter it should follow a "certain size", "a certain number of words", no matter what you want to bring forth.

You are completely right! Rhetoric includes all forms of human communication and is inseperable from it, both verbal and written.
Do you think rhetoric is needed today (verbal?, written?), why, what are your arguments for this?

Maybe there are people that think that rhetoric is overrated, maybe some parts of it because of new forms of media that have been introduced as information sources/channels.
Modern, old rhetoric, differences or not? Are changes needed and in that case why?

Rhetoric has been an important topic at schools, colleges and universities in the past, but then the subject disappeared only to return today as a very popular subject. At the teacher academies they discuss whether or not rhetoric should be introduced as a subject in schools both theoretically but most of all in practice.

In the art of convincing people (verbal, written) are all methods acceptable? How did we do it in the past, how do we do it today when we're trying to convince, create confidence, refer to common sense and feelings? (etos, logos, patos). Differences or not with new medias like TV, Internet, radio, etc.

In your mail you have already written arguments and presented your opinions around the "topic" of rhetoric.

These are not points that you have to keep to in your essay but are more like "brainstorming"!

Good luck!"

In one sweep this convoluted mess somehow manages to both ignore and answer all my questions at the same time. Yes, they're dead serious about me writing a 2500+ word essay on a topic that makes about as much sense as "DO WE REALLY HAVE TO BREATHE AIR IN THIS DAY AND AGE NOW THAT WE HAVE INVENTED AIRCRAFT CARRIERS?" because rhetoric is basically inseparable from human civilization. And in a sense, yes, it's perfectly clear what I'll have to do from here. It does however bring a few new ones to the table such as "ARE YOU FUCKING TWELVE?" and things of that nature.

I wish my copy of BlazBlue would drop into my mailbox already, even its impromptu sketch comedy fictions within fiction make perfectly logical sense compared to this.

Due to a recent heatwave I've somehow managed to make myself leave my house less than usual, and as the day when BlazBlue drops into my mailbox approaches with the same speed that EU bureaucrats toil through red tape in their everlasting quest to destroy every last trace of Pwn on the continent, I decided to dust off some old games, for better or worse.

√ Guilty Gear taught me that true love can transcend the barriers of the sexes, the many dubious uses of pool cues and teddy bears and that male aerial pirates like to be called "STUD MASTER" be small girls.
√ Persona 3 and 4 has taught me that love can transcend the barriers of the sexes and that it's perfectly fine for me to be the little girl.
√ Final Fantasy X-2 and Dirge of Cerberus has taught me that Square-Enix needs to fuck off from making spin-offs.

None of these games, however, have protagonists that one such as myself can relate to. Luckily however, there's 2008's Hikkikomori Quest.

( Hikkikomori Quest: A retrospective analysis )

And six months later I find myself outdoors - if you can believe in such an outlandish claim - as I had some scholarly matters to take care of downtown. Alas, fate had other plans for me as a sales representative for the telecommunication company 3 ("The scum of the earth in my book."-Pastor Richards, Vice City) approached, nay, ran up to me from across the street. Ehem.

"DO YOU HAVE A CELL PHOEN? ^O^" was yelled in my general direction. Before I have a chance to politely ask the fiend to GTFO the cacophony continued as "DOES A GIRL LIKE YOU NEED A NEW PLAN FOR UR CELL PHOEN??? ^O^" echoed across the realms. Is it the hair? Or is she stupid and blind? A brief moment of silence followed. "You're a girl, right?" Awkwardness. "Right?" A real-life counterpart to a D:-face followed.

With whatever trace of masculinity I may previously have possessed broken and shattered on the spot, I realized the errors of my ways in venturing outside, promptly walked home and decided that I had to find a way to deal with this predicament. After putting much thought into the matter I came to the logical conclusion that I should lock the door to my apartment and head back to LiveJournal.

SO. Hi guys! What's going on? :3

I got the Noro virus for Christmas. :D

...*FAP*


EDIT: Oh yeah, happy birthday/Pearl Harbor Day, Butler-kun.

I THINK I AM GOING TO SPEND THIS EVENING WATCHING THE US ELECTIONS UNFOLD STATE BY STATE ON BBC. THIS IS MOST CERTAINLY GOING TO BE AN ENRICHING YET ENTERTAINING EXPERIENCE AND IT MOST CERTAINLY WON'T LEAD TO ANY DEGREE OF PHYSICAL OR MENTAL PAIN ON MY BEHALF. ಠ_ೃ

Oh yeah, happy birthday pana and uncompromisable. Stay kawaii. ♥

Vain attempt to kill some time.

( Fandom Sins Meme )

What a spectacular day it was! Glorious from the first few minutes of rubbing the sleep out of my eyes to this present moment of writing this entry! Blessed be the Chairman and long live the PRI! Within a time frame of just a few hours I've not only had the delightful pleasure of dealing with psychs insisting that I start using addictive narcotics to make me a less misanthropic member of society and been notified that I'll have the prestigious privilege of having to go another month without pay! Hailu Ilpalazzo! Also, western civilization as we currently know it is also being crushed under the weights of its own economic failures, which cheered me up a little bit as well. :D

Alas, all is not well. The very foundations of the Internet are currently trembling as a new disaster looms in the horizon. Namely, the Tokyo Game Show which kicks off tomorrow. Much like E3, events such as this tends to cause every retard and perman00b with a keyboard to cry out litanies of idiocy that can make the Death Note fandom look not-all-too-retarded for a few brief moments. Now, I wouldn't normally go out and mention a trivial event like this, but there was a particular rumor which has annoyed me somewhat in the past few days and prompted me to cautiously build shelter and procure provisions to survive the apocalypse. Namely, the rumor that Kingdom Hearts 3 may, just may, be announced at this show. The moment this rumor started, fangirls everywhere took to arms, unleashing wave after wave of attacks that threatened to shatter the very fabric of the Internet while the rest of us with dread recall the aftermath left in their wake the last time as the sheer volume of MS Painted Aku/Roku art and second-grade Riku/Sora fics written by 12-year olds cut a deep wound into our blessed Internet.

Now, because of my name and the fact that I used to roleplay as a character from that series it has become a common misconception that I'm a fan of those games. Which isn't really true, but let's not go into details. Seeing as I'm somewhat more bored, laptop deprived and dead than I normally am, I'm going to try and waste my own time by making a phony, supposedly productive entry here in an effort to waste my own time when I could be doing something productive that no one will read. Ehem.

( I'm so bored )

And yes, I've seen this and no I don't think it's a giant falsehood and recognize its authenticity, STOP LINKING ME TO IT WHENEVER I SIGN ON TO AIM, would you kindly? Thanks. :3
EDIT1: This means you too, bidoofs you gigantic faggot of proportions that rivals the size of Cid Highwind's cock.
EDIT2: HOLY SHIT SOMEONE LISTENED TO ME.

bbl, fangirling over S.T.A.L.K.E.R Clear Sky.

(USER WAS BANNED FOR THIS POST)

OFFENSIVE WORDS DETECTED: Sora, toaster, cocks, COMBINE HARVESTER.

EDIT: I might actually put something in here to actually make this post, you know, not entirely useless.

Trolls Among Us - A New York Times analysis on trolling in the modern Internet era

In the good traditions of FOX News, they even refer to "lulz" as a corruption of "lol". Moderately entertaining.

Today's adventure began when a certain faggot friend of mine (let us call her warplanes for the sake of maintaining her privacy) voiced complaints about me never actually posting anything here. Gasp! Shock! Of course this boils down to a very simple fact of life: I generally don't have much to say that isn't utterly uninteresting since my life usually consists of cursing objectivists, writing dubious works of literature, avoiding work, roleplaying as seme!women and being very, very bored. Ergo, the things I say and do tend to end up in the "shit nobody cares about" cateGORY, a bit like how I haven't really cared about my journal's layout in the past nine-or-so years. Clearly, this grievous issue needed a remedy - quickly. And thankfully enough, one such thing presented itself later in a conversation that didn't actually take place.

larkips: IT IS INDEED A PERILOUS SITUATION THAT WE FIND OURSELVES IN! WILL THE SATELLITE OF LOVE PREVAIL?
bidoofs: get a life lol
larkips: How does one such as myself attain such a powerful artifact?
bidoofs: idk lol go outside.
larkips: So what, is it like a game or something?
bidoofs: yes. brb having sex with the brave little toaster LOL!! キタ――――――(゜∀゜)――――――ンッ!!

Said and done, I tried the damn thing in order to murder some time. It was a fatal mistake.

GAME REVIEW: IRL
( Fuck no, you're the worst game ever! )

Oh yeah, happy birthday bobdelilah. A thousand lolis shall be shipped to your castle is Washington, etc, etc, etc.

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Happy birthday, bidoofs!
You're a grown man now, here are the keys to the Trabant. You earned 'em, buddy.

Also, bobdelilah: MGS4 is pretty damn win. ♥

THIS IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL GAME EVER
Or maybe I'm just overly excited about the fact that the same team that gave us God Hand and Okami is back in force again. Or it could be the fact that you apparently play as the bastard m!preg offspring of Cid Highwind and Gene running around in a game show where you have to stab people in the brain with CAUTION SIGNs and that I'm easily amused by things of the kind, immature fuckhead that I am. What an utter shame it is, then, that the Wii is a worthless piece of shit with a grand total of two games that aren't a four year old ports or one of the worst games ever and that I'm not getting it just because this and No More Heroes seem kawaii.

I also app'd Larxene at neo_rpg after re-writing my application over nine thousand times. I think it came out OK. In b4 rejected.
... This reminds me that I still owe bidoofs a fic after losing that bet. SPOILER: Battletoads. That's all.

EDIT1: wtf i got accepted
EDIT2: I really need to write that fic.