My Near Death Experience

As you probably know, I am coming to you now from this, my Alienware M5550. As you probably also know, I value this thing more then life and playstation itself. So here's the story, last night as I was typing a paper I reached up to pull down the USB cable, with said cable a mostly empty can of Code Red came plummeting down with it, promptly landing on my keyboard..upside down. So I grabbed a towel and soaked up as much as possible, believing I got most of it, crisis averted. Right? Wrong. As I continued typing I hit enter to start a new paragraph which every time I did, the letter N popped up, then it started capitalizing. Making sure the "NumLock" wasn't on I started to freak, then all of the buttons to the right of the M,K,O,0 line started acting up. So naturally I was flippin out so I turned off the comp, took off all of the keys to the right of the aforementioned, went over them again with a moist towel, and then again with the compressed air. After this was finished I turned the computer back on, and as I typed in my password to get in for every one letter hit 3 letter dots came up. So I hit backspace to delete them and 5 letters came up. I really started melting down so I just turned off the computer for the night and watched InuYasha. This morning though it's all working fine. Thank God. That was a close one.

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Les is More

It's times like this I wish I had a lot of money, with which I would buy my Gibson Les Paul Studio. And a Marshall 1/2Stack. I can't decide whether I want a black with gold pick ups or white w. gold pick ups. White is pretty but the black is classic. However, if I had $1200 to spend on a guitar, it would probably mean I would have a lot of cooler stuff lying around. I'm tired of class already. This isn't a good sign. At least tomorrow I can go hiking. Someone entertain me. Here, which do you think? \/\/\/

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First of all, it's cretin

Some people are just rude. This guy, whose name won't be mentioned on here, decided to call me a "dick" and "nob" for my beliefs that McLaren should be punished for their cheating ways. Thankfully they have been fined 100 million dollars. Woot. Oh and they are kicked out of the world championship, drivers excluded. Anyway, the guy who thinks he's doing the world some kind of favor by telling me off, doesn't even spell noob correctly, if your going to insult me at least do it correctly. However his obtuse nature couldn't detract from the awesomeness of the McLaren penalty, this means Ferrari is gonna win, "naa naa na boo boo". I have no idea if thats actually spelled the way it supposed to sound (grade school taunting). So, to further ratify my case, and piss this guy off more, I'm putting up pics I made when I was bored and upset about McLaren cheating.

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Sick Of It All

Not referring to the band that makes poor attempts to sing. I'm just sick of being at this perpetually stagnated place in my life. I don't know why I hate socializing so much, at least in big groups of people I don't know. It's probably because people annoy me. Big social environments just make me uncomfortable, so how am I supposed to enjoy myself when I'm hating the situation at the same time? It's really gay. I hate being single too. But also I hate the idea of tethering myself to someone, for whatever reason it feels like the idea of being in a relationship will hold me back, like a ball and chain. I'm just too independent. I hate being single and I hate the idea of not being single. I'm stuck here really. Shit. Oh well if something happens it happens i guess. I suppose I should go find myself a deserted Caribbean island and live out the remainder of my days there alone, maybe with my dogs, counting the endless waves in the sea as the sun slowly sets on the horizon. A really beautiful image there. If anyone has any relationship advice for a guy who looks like a troll who crawled out of the nearest cave. please. I'd appreciate it.

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Awesome.

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