It is 2:07...

And I cannot decide if I want to go to sleep or play Left4Dead2 some more today...

Did I mention that I made a MINOTAUR for D&D?

MINOTAUR!

I love them.

...

okay, one more time:

MINOTAAAAAUUUUURRR!

No, Mumm Ra, That Is My Cheese Cake!

If my blog were a puppy, it would have died from neglect by now, or at least been taken away by social services. We still don't have Internet in my house, since money is a little bit tight. But I think one of my neighbors has it, hence the fact that I am typing right this very moment.
Life...is big.
As of now.
There have been a lot of changes.

I dropped out of cooking school, which many people tell me was a bad idea.
Personally, I don't think saving thousands of dollars from going to waste is a bad idea. At some point in the near future I will be changing my major and going to a new school. Most likely for journalism I believe we already went through this. I had been working as a chef for a horrible restaurant called All Shook Up, that charged 9 dollars for a tiny sandwich and didn't have ice cream when they called themselves a "malt shop". Thankfully I am no longer there.
I now work a mediocre job at Best Buy, but I am not complaining. All things considered, I am making money and selling video games, so all is not that bad. I've come to the understanding that sometimes you have to start from the bottom and work your way up. There are no cheat-codes for life, with maybe the exception of the lottery. But that is one of those impossible cheat codes that are really difficult to activate, much like the ones in Earthworm Jim.
Speaking of Earthworm Jim, he is now permanently engraved into my bicep. As I had always said he would be. My sleeve is coming along nicely.

Thanks to some awesome Black Friday sales, we got Left 4 Dead 2 and Dragon Age for outstanding prices. Van and I beat L4D2 on Co-op mode, but need to go through it on single player still. It is a good game, the graphics are nice and the new weapons are useful, but it isn't all that different from the first one. Honestly, it kind of seems the exact same in some parts. Though, I don't own the first one, so I'm alright with that.
Zombies tend to go in a backwards order for me. Always start with the second part. as I did with 28 Weeks later.
Dragon age is pretty awesome, but also very frustrating to me. There are a lot of different controls and settings that I really don't have the patients to deal with. I just want to go and be the most evil of mages. Unfortunately I have to listen to hours of dialog to do so. Alas, it shall be done.
\And while we are on the topic, I will quickly state that I got to level 30 out of 55 on Zombies Ate My Neighbors. No cheats used. Go me.

As of recent we have a new addition to our family: Mumm Ra our little cat-baby.
Well, he isn't so little anymore, but he is still a young one. We found him outside last month and didn't want to leave him. He came right up to me and was more than happy to stay. Now that he is massive and has become a master of parkour. He is also trying to eat my cheesecake.
And yes, the name Mumm Ra did come from ThunderCats.


Yes, that is a chicken hat.


My parents just got to meet Mumm Ra at our first Thanksgiving.
It was a very interesting and slightly horrifying experience, but luckily enough it all turned out okay in the end, despite our power going out an hour into cooking our Turducken in out electric stove and me being rather sick for a few days. In the end all was good and we had enough food for 30 people to feed our little gathering of 6.


I suppose that is all that needs to be said for the time being. When I think of something new and also have Internet, I will keep this updated.
Ta.

SOOO-EEEY!

Its official. We are all going to die.
It's over. Its over. Its the end.
The apocolypes is here.
Z-day is en rout
we have met
the end.


SWINEFLU



The virus strain is mutating into something more dangerous.

Zombie aporkalypse, here we come.

C is for...

like bamboo torture
chocolate chips under the nails
a sweet Vietnam

Every day I dread going to this class. Cookies. Cookies, cookies, cookies. Cookies.
Cookies.
I can not deal with them anymore. I am halfway through the block being over, which is a good thing, but never the less.
I cannot believe that I am spending all of this time and money to not get any better at baking...cookies.
Honestly, I like the ones I make at home better. I feel like I am learning absolutely nothing. It seems to be a waste of time. And I definitely almost dropped a knife through my leg yesterday. Somehow it flipped over and landed handle-down. Then I almost stabbed a guy that went running by me without warning. Bad call.
Perhaps the next class with be better.
My goal is to go to the store and get gum paste and practice more so I can get better at making flowers and things so I will do better if I get my extern. Hopefully that will all work out.
But enough about school. That subject grows wearisome after a while.


If I were a superhero, I would be Fever Cat.


"Who is Fever Cat?" You ask?
Fever Cat is the ultimate superhero!
Kind of.
Not really.
Here is a picture.
Oh the awesome that she is. Pouncing unsuccessfully from treebrance to treebranch, infecting small children with strep throat and the flu, drinking ungodly amounts of orange juice, just to throw it up on your favorite shoes in a few hours. My mom says that Stan Lee might buy it. Ill have to pitch it to him.


I am currently listening to the Misfits yet again. I have a playlist of songs that Im working on learning how to play on guitar, Saturday Night was one of them. I learned it though and now play it acoustic sometimes. Someday I might actually work up the guts to sing in front of people. That is highly, highly unlikely. I believe I will have to be mildly inebriated to do that.
Someday.


I really feel like Im just writing the same things over and over again on here. I really with I could think of something better to write about. I need to go back and reread the things that I used to write about so I can get a better feel of what is more interesting, because honestly, no one wants to hear about what I'm doing with my life or how my day went. I have a feeling people would rather read about zombie attacks or mall goths. I don't know when the next post about reality TV shows will be, considering I don't own a television that plays TV shows. it only plays video games and movies. But really, it just seems to be collecting dust, because I rarely use it. I really don't like televisions, they rot the mind. Though it would be nice to be more informed. Apparently there was a salmonella outbreak in pistachios. I wish I had known this before I ate them. So, if there are no posts for a while....

blame the pistachios.


Until then!

SCREEEEEEEE!!

Though I tend to talk about zombies a lot, I really have another point to bring up.

Van and I were in the car the other day, after an awesome weekend, and we got on yet another zombie related topic. This one goes as follows:

What would be worse: a raptor outbreak, or a zombie Apocalypse?

Think about it. Lets say that there are equal amounts, either way. Lets say that...there is 1 zombie or raptor for every 2 people. which is worse?

I personally think that zombies are worse to deal with.

In the event of a mass invasion of creatures, I would rather is be raptors than zombies. In all honesty, I feel that I would be more likely to escape from a raptor.

Raptors, though intelligent, do not have the ability to spread a disease to change people into one of them. If you get bit by a raptor, you will not get turned into one if you get away. You will still be human. Wounded, but human none the less. Zombies, on the other hand, will turn you into one of them. If you get bit by a zombie and get away, you will still turn into a zombie, therefor endangering those around you, and perhaps changing the ratio.

Secondly, raptors have a sense of reason.

If you are trapped somewhere, lets say a hole for example, a raptor will try to get at you, then they will give up because they get bored. Zombies will not. A zombie will try to get you until it does or until it is destroyed. A zombie will reach and claw at you.

Next thing to take into consideration is the fact that raptors can feel pain while zombies cannot. if you shot a gun and blow off a raptor's arm, it will stop attacking you because it is in pain. On the contrary, a zombie will keep coming after you with one arm and half a head. Also, if you light a raptor on fire, it will die, a zombie will just chase you while it is on fire.

Lastly, raptors will die out on their own. They will eventually all be killed or just die. It takes a long time to reproduce and their eggs are easy to destroy. All a zombie has to do is infect a person or animal and you instantly have more zombies. This will cause problems.

So, in the end, it is decided that Z Day is far more detrimental than a zombie attack. They are more resistance, harder to injure, and faster to populate, therefor making them the most dangerous.

Several people thought that raptors would be worse. I think I would stand a better chance against raptors.

That is all.

Goodnight.

What's In Your Head, Zombie?

Van came over to visit today and we got onto the topic of zombie holocausts. (Does this seem to be a reoccurring theme here?) We were talking about what to do if zombies came and attacked everyone and I said that if I got bit by a zombie I would want to be killed because I wouldn't want to hurt anyone. He said I would be shot because I would be a really crappy zombie. But then we decided that if there was a zombie holocaust, there would have to be a zombie safe-word, so we would know if they were a zombie or not. You know, they would have to say it so you wouldn't blow their head off. We didn't pick one, but we did decide that the worst words would be "uuugh" or "brains". So, if there is a zombie holocaust and you need a zombie safe-word. Don't pick those words.




P.S. My guitar string broke and I don't know what to do! So sad.

You Can Call Me The Nanerpus

Career fair today. As usual I would have rather visited the zoo while the pandas were on the loose. (And to any of you that think it would be okay for pandas to be on the loose, just go talk to the man in China that got mauled by one.) But I digress. Career fair is always full of hundreds of people and companies that pounce on you like a starving leopard at a slow wounded animal. Not only do they pounce, but they shove handfuls of their paraphernalia at you so you remember them. Now really, I would like to know what some of this stuff is. They've given me a few strange contraptions. (See photo) I asked one man if he had any openings for baking and pastry students and he says "No! But we have caribeaners!" then shoves a caribeaner at me. I guess he knows I have been mountain climbing in my spare time?
But see, I get really paranoid around people like that. I seem to have a problem with people approaching me and trying to sell me things in public, I get a little bit scared. So I really don't like things like career fairs. I think it may be because I was chased by a clown when i was a kid and they were trying to give me free hamburger tickets. Who knows. Anyway. Here is some shit about me,


1. I live in Hyde Park New York and I feel more at home here than I ever did in Philly. I love this place and the people I have met.

2. I have really irrational fears such as lint, poop, lugies, and sea otters. Please don't ask, and please don't joke around about the first 3, I will vomit on you.

3. I am a gypsy. I tell fortunes, I can read tarot cards like they're the dollar menu, Ill pick up anything i find on the floor and if you leave your food out, Ill jack it. I will not shrink you.

4. I honestly have people looking for me trying to kill me. I keep low profile in public now or dress opposite of how I am expected to. This isn't a paranoia, it is a fact. I'm not going to get into why, but there are people all over the world looking for me, they just don't know where to find me yet.

5. I believe in quantum physics, chi, and magick. It has all proven to be true so far, for me at least. Yeah, I know its a little bit sketchy sounding, but to each his own, yeah?

6. Recently I learned that my eyes turn yellow. It's really very scary, to be honest. My pupils also pulse. We figured that it's because I really don't eat enough. or something

7. I want to be a SuicideGirl. SO BADLY. I actually got accepted to be one. Doesn't look like its actually going to happen though, as much as I would really, really like it to.

8. Many people think I am a fairy. I don't deny it. Must be all the glitter, dancing, bright colors, and sugar.

9. I have never been to White Castle and I don't really understand why it's such a huge deal?

10. I am very proud of myself for knowing all the words to Bring The Pain by Method Man. Makes me feel like I've got a little bit of cred.

11. I'm really really sad that Michelle is leaving so soon and I really don't know what I'm going to do with myself or who I'm going to go to, screaming like a lunatic because: the Misfits are going to be in town, I broke my arm, I found SunnyD on sale, I just beat a new level of Zombies Ate My Neighbors, etc.

12. I love video games. I could play Zombies Ate My Neighbors all day, and sometimes I do. I will always be more a fan of Sega Genesis and TurboGrafix 16. Don't get my wrong, I dig Soul Caliber 4, but still...Zombies At My Neighbors will always be my favorite.

13. This is my favorite number. It is my birthday, it is the death card. It is fear and it is change.

14. If we ever go shopping together, don't expect me to buy anything normal. Last trip included SunnyD, 2 cans of shaving cream, a huge bag of straws, and watercolor paints.

15. I can eat a lot of food and I have really unusual cravings. So, someday I'm going to get pregnant and smoke a ton of pot then enter a WingBowl and win. Not really, but it is an idea.

16. if we have hung out enough I probably know things about you that you don't even know. I also can identify the way you smell and how you walk. I've also memorized your facial expressions and can probably imitate you flawlessly. I can't imitate the sound of your voice, but I can imitate your ton and delivery.

17. If it involves zombies or vampires, I probably love it. Old school horror is pretty much my favorite thing ever.

18. A lot of people seem to be afraid of me. They have good reason, but not really. I may look like I;m kind of scary, but I'm really not. People tend to turn and look when I enter a room. I can understand why, its just strange.

19. I am teaching myself to play guitar, I'm not very good, but I can play most of my favorite songs, so I'm okay with that. My goal is to learn how to play Turn Soonest To The Sea.

20. This is taking a lot longer than I thought it would. My laundry is almost done. I hadn't done laundry since before Christmas break. Grody to the max. But I still can't believe its only 5:20. I really thought it was like... 8 PM or something.

21. I have had this looming feeling that I will be dying sometime this year. After I get back from extern. The fact that 2 other people have confirmed that they have had the same feeling about me makes me a little bit nervous. I am currently just focusing on now and I also know that I can survive anything between now and then. I also found my church where the funeral will be. Call me morbid, but at least I'm giving out mix CDs as party favors when I die.

22. When I check my laundry, I just look for the dryer with the brightest colors swirling in it. That's how I know it's mine. Well, either that or the most black. I almost stole a girl's laundry today by accident because it was brightly colored. Oops.

23. I haven't eaten a meal in over a week. Just little tidbits of whatever I find. Perhaps I will find something tasty tonight.

24. I wish I was better at glowstringing. I'm not very good with my left hand so I keep hitting myself in the face.

25. I really love ska music sometimes, its like....the band geeks and the drama kids got together in a garage and said "lets make a band!" And its awesome.

Quick! Get The Necronomicon!

While playing with my webcam today I realized that I haven't really changed a bit over the passed five years. Sure I actually wear colors now instead of all black, but I do my makeup the same (meaning "absolutely ridiculously"), I wear pretty much he same clothing (stupid band shirts and crappy jeans) have the same old beat up shoes (chuck taylors) and wear the same belts that fall apart in a matter of months (studded ones, of course). And I still look just like every other lame-ass kid out there. Awesome. And when I don't look like every other kid, I look like a hobo. Mostly because all of my clothes are stolen, found, or bought at a thrift store. I wreak of win.

Anyway. I definitely didn't have class today, which always makes me happy. The less class, the better. I haven't been sleeping very much and I definitely woke up with morning feeling like I had a spear thrown through me. Then spent most of the day sitting around and playing video games. Zombies Ate My Neighbors. Always spectacular.

I must also add that every time I find someone with a similar belief system to me, I kind of feel the need to laugh and go "YOU SERIOUSLY BELIEVE THIS SHIT!?"
But that's a good thing. I think that when you live your life half-way expecting someone to jump out of the bushes and go "You've been Punk'd!", you're doing it right.

So I can't help but laugh when people think the same way I do. (Probably because I'm totally out of my mind).


And I definitely looked down at the clock and saw that it's only 8:00 pm. SERIOUSLY?!I don't even know what to do. The roads are so iced over it's impossible to travel. Total. Suckage.

That is all I have to say.
Oh. And that I learned new songs on guitar!

Saturday Night - The Misfits
Lean On Sheena - Bouncing Souls
She Had The World - Panic! At The Disco (and I refuse to drop the exclamation point.)
Open Book - The Rakes



scooters, vacation, fall

Why yes, that is Earthworm Jim on my bicep...

After searching and searching for pictures of tattoos (oh I just saw everyone that reads this cringe because they know where this is going...) I decided that there are FAR too many Nintendo tattoos. Now, don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with Nintendo, but I've always been a SEGA girl. Always. We have a Genesis that's probably older than me. And I still play it. And its definitely in my dorm room, ready to rock its pixels out. Zombies Ate My Neighbors, Sonic the Hedgehog, Earthworm Jim and Battle Toads definitely dominated my childhood. I don't think there is anything that I've like for this long other than maybe food and cats. So a decided a while ago that I am getting a sleeve of SEGA Genesis games. What more could I gamer girl ask for?!

So, I've been looking at tattoo sleeves and all I see is Nintendo! This disappoints me. The one remotely SEGA one (no pun intended...well...actually...yeah. Pun intended) was this:

Just this one same guy. (He might be my soul mate...?) And then another with just the SEGA logo, and two Sonic related tattoos.

NOT. GOOD. ENOUGH.

I am getting a sleeve of a TON of games. I don't know how much room I'll have on my skinny arm, but I do have a few necessities: 1. Zombies Ate My Neighbors; 2. Sonic the Hedgehog; 3.Battletoads; 4. Echo the Dolphin; and 5. Earthworm Jim. I'm sure I'll get the controller too, or perhaps just the ABC start buttons and D-pad. Perhaps I will get the logo too. SEGA in great, blue letters. Perhaps also the little birds from Flicky.

My only problem is this: Do I want to get the characters that look like the game covers, or do I want them to be like the characters on the TV?

Example:

or

or

I think I would want the covers more than he game-play version. The only problem is when it gets to Zombies Ate My Neighbors.

Observe:

or

Game play version, obviously. So maybe I'll have to do a combo of both.

Either way, you Nintendo nerds don't stand a CHANCE!

Z-Day

Z-Day draws nearer

a time of crisis awaits

ready the chainsaws

These fuckers are quick.

"I believe I could be a valuble asset to your team"

If ever there is a zombie holocaust, I would not survive.
I would die. Straight up. And I know it. I'm not going to deny the fact that I would be zombie chow. And I'm okay with that.
Well, no. Not really. I'm really not okay with that at all.
What am I talking about?!

BUT
I can tell you this:
If ever there is a zombie holocaust, though I would probably not survive, I could tell you how to.
If there is anyone that would know how to survive a zombie attack, it would be me.

See, I'm not such a fast runner and I've never held a gun in my life. So when the time came where I would have to whip out a shotgun and blast some zombie skulls, I probably wouldn't be able to stand up, due to the recoil. And the fact that I have horrible aim doesn't help in the least.
But, on the other hand, I could tell you what kind of guns you need and where to shoot.
I would be able to tell you that you probably dont want to light the zombies on fire, because then not only do you have flesh-eating, virus infected, mindless people running you down, they're also on FIRE. If for some reason you do catch them on fire, avoid running through a corn feild to get away. That might be a mistake.

I could tell you what you need to armor your bus with. (yes, you use a bus.) I could tell you what to do if you got bit. (Either amputate that shit or blast your head off.)
You have a zombie question, I've got the answer.
Just don't expect me to live through it.

When it comes to zombie movies, the people do everything the hardest way possible.
See, all they have to do is
1. go to the mall and ask the mall goths what to do
2. go to game stop. Everyone there will know
3. search basements for computer, movie, and comic book nerds.

They all know just what to do!

SALVATION!