Lucky, lucky man.

Yesterday was a clear example of why I'm lucky to have my girlfriend kicking my ass everyday. There I was, about to not come to Kendo practice and she was there poking me the whole way making sure that I went. Had I not gone I probably would still be feeling like crap this morning, but instead I'm feeling better about myself. Sure, I got into a nasty freak accident and now my head hurts a bit from falling down on the floor, but mentally I'm in a better place.

Thank you.

History doesn't repeat, but it sure does rhyme.

I was telling myself that this was it, this was the semester where I'll keep all my affairs in order, and not need to get help from my counselor or crash and breakdown like I always do. Once again I set the bar way too high and I couldn't achieve it and now that has happened I feel like a failure again. Good thing I've got an appointment with my counselor tomorrow.

Damn.

Douchebag!

Thats what I felt like when I nearly collapsed at training yesterday. At least know I know to really drink more water. Just gotta remember to bring sandals though, cause with more water going in theres definitely more piss going out, and I ain't going into the toilet without something covering up my foot.

Penis' cant aim for shit.

Losing it.

*NERD ALERT* Those of you who are allergic to nerd particles, turn away... now! What am I saying, anyone who reads this blog with even the slightest allergies towards nerd particles would be dead by now.

Holy-mother-of-fuck I am going to wear out the refresh button on my browser if the HD version of the new Metal Gear Solid 4 trailer, released at the Games Convention in Leipzig, Germany, doesn't come out. I know that there is no actual way to wear out the refresh button on your web browser, after all it isn't actually there, so its more like I'm going to wear out the left mouse button, but I think even Firefox is soon going to be sick of me staring at the same page, refreshing it every other minute, and then groaning like I've just been punched in the stomach.

For now, I shall drool on these...

Raging Raven

Crying Wolf

Laughing Octopus

Screaming Mantis

Looks like Foxhound is back.

A Tribute.

Today is the birthday of my beloved, smelly girlfriend. She's the woman who came bursting into my life and basically keeps me in line by conducting man-checks when ever I screw up.

Thus concludes my short (not quite like the lady in question) and sweet (definitely like the lady in question) tribute.

Happy birthday!

Conversation between body parts.

What goes on in the weekly meeting where various body parts report their health back to the brain.

Chest: *cough*wheeze*cough* It hurts... to.. breathe..

Right Arm: That numbing is back. Plus I think the elbow needs that support bandage again.

Nose: We don't seem to be getting much air in... something must be blocking the nostrils. Any chance we can get a search team in there to see whats wrong?

Ear: Look, its already been confirmed that theres a nasty infection in the right ear, when are we going to get the antibiotics to fix it up?

Right Leg: The heel is acting up again, and this time it's spread all the way up to the thighs, we really ought to be in a wheel chair you know.

Brain: .............

Wallet: Um, yeah, Hi. I know this is the Body Parts meeting, but um, funds are really low. I mean really low. By that I mean, the $40 you have in your wallet is all that you have left.

Body Parts: *collective groan*.

Brain: *Runs away into the storage jar and goes into hibernation*.

Why do I even bother.

You know what really sucks? When you try to reach out to an old friend, cause you just need someone to talk to, only to be completely ignored.

Fuck it.

Sick.

I hate you, you fucking-good-for-nothing-lame-ass-douchebag flu! I fucking hate you!

I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!

You've made all food taste like shit!

You've made my apartment a fucking mess!

And you've already made me miss one practice session.

I swear if you make me miss any more, I will personally hunt you ass down, and shove my phone so far up it that when I call my own number (which I will do numerous times), it will make you want to tinkle every time I the vibration features goes off.

You got that?

Punk ass bitch.