Post your random thoughts.

Oh boy.

I constantly strive to understand everything, and usually succeed. But despite the best of my efforts, I cannot, for the life of me, understand Het Is Ew.

I think they're letting their preference for homoerotica to overpower their reason.

Drag an HDTV into the middle of a local park, find a way to hook it up, and just sit there playing Half Life 2 for a while. Someone should fall into your lap eventually.

That'd have the world's nerd population at my beck and call, sure, but I don't think it'd address my original problem!

Not to mention all of the problems that would arise in carrying out such a screwball plot.

You know, it is a little funny that Cuba is closer to the continental US than Hawaii is.

I wonder what would have happened if Cuba had been a State but not Hawaii.

SHIT WOULD GET REAL.

Obviously, no Cuban Missile Crisis. Fidel Castro would have no home base.

He’d just be some dude in a raft in the middle of the ocean, and every once in a while people on the mainland would get creamed by a baseball and have no idea where it came from.

-Yawn- If only I knew how to create Soda out of thin air. Then I'd be happy. -___-

^^ That is win. :P

edited 15th May '10 8:31:17 AM by Mapi

@Mapi: Japan would probably have invaded Hawaii during WW 2 though.

edited 15th May '10 8:40:58 AM by jseblan

The fundamental flaw of Girls Need Role Models is that you cannot create a character that will appeal to everyone, as how much the audience likes a character depends on their own individual personalities. Some people just aren't another's type.

 ^{Probably too stupid for the angst thread}

I wish I didn't have a stutter.

I think you can take speech therapy for that.

I wish my voice weren't so deep. Most people like it, but I don't.

I didn't always have one, that's why it gets me. When my last baby tooth fell out (2 years ago, yeah, yeah, I know) the replacement came in weird, I have a bizarre buzzing noise when I talk, it makes me unintelligible 95% of the time.

I'm not sure anymore if I actually had a stutter, or if that was just how they classified my unnamed disfluency. (I lose focus of what I'm saying and start stammering. With therapy, it's become just a high amount of "ums" and "uhs," or if I'm consciously fighting it, throat-clearings.)

I'm not even sure if I had vowel troubles. I had TH -> F early on, and I think some R -> W.

If I posted like I talked, my posts would read something like this.

The quick brown fozz jumzz over the lazzzy dog

I've been watching reruns of The Twilight Zone. I'm suprised at how entertaining it is.

I just realized that while I truly hate angst-fests of fiction, a lot of my settings are truly Grimdark.

I'm surprised at my irritation with the fact that my mother took her boyfriend to the hospital, but never gave a fuck about my health.