I’m playing the Sims again
Jorenko 47 danced with Cheddar Cheese and now Schroe 47 hates Cheddar.
Jorenko 47 danced with Cheddar Cheese and now Schroe 47 hates Cheddar.
The air seems as cluttered as my desk with all this noise.
I’m fairly certain this one started in the middle of something, because that’s where my first memory of it comes in. Some guy (I’m pretty sure it was Jon Dark) and I had just finished fighting of a bunch of armed guards. More were coming, and we had no chance to escape. I look at…
Maria just got back from her weekend trip to her parent’s house. First thing she asks me to do is rat our anything Ashley said to me about her. I told her to leave me alone. She was shocked. She then tried to convince me that it was alright for me to tell her anything…
Dream 1 was the steps to Muhon on crazy. Seriously. I dreamt the steps to Solitary. Might have something to do with the eight hours of Pump It Up yesterday. Dream 2, I was in Ohio, in an apartment that resembled my Aunt Mary’s from a while ago. I was a bit angry at my…
We moved the PREX machine; it’s facing a different way. The 2nd-player side of the stage is next to the window, so when people look in, they have a better view. I was the first to play on the new setup and it was damned cool. In Another Truth on Doubles, there’s a part where…
Someone asked me how I could believe in a higher power and not believe in “God”. Conversation as follows. Me: Name something you’re good at. Him: Drawing. Me: Name someone better than you. Him: You. Me: Name someone better than me. Him: Edward Aldrich. Me: Name someone better than him. Him: I dunno, Van Gogh?…
Toad just reminded me how much I hate Rare for changing Joanna. The image gallery he linked to reminds me of a porn shoot. — I loved Perfect Dark. It was the greatest game ever, and that was partially because the main character was not a fucking bimbo. Joanna was a competent agent, short haired,…
I don’t want to deal with either one of them, but only one of them respects my wish to be left out of it. The other keeps trying to drag me into it. — I moved to Chicago because I hoped to mingle with other cultures and learn more about the world. I get stuck…
My current answering machine message: “How are you gentlemen – All your message are belong to us. This an answering machine, not answering service. If you are calling for anyone other than Amanda, Ashley, or Maria, please hang up now. If you are a telemarketter, fundraiser, or anyone else wanting to collect money, we are…
“You’re my witness,” she says to me, and grabs my forearm. I yank it back and say, “No.” She looks at me, confused. “I didn’t see anything. I wasn’t there for any of it. I’m not part of this, do not bring me into it.” She was shocked that I wouldn’t agree with her.
More on the roommate situation: I was wrong about Maria trying to fight with Ashely. What had happened was Anna, a friend of Ashley’s, came over and tried to fight with Maria. I could hear most of the conversation, and, basically, Anna was trying to fight for Ashley’s “rights” that Maria had supposedly violated. (things…
Alright, here’s the deal. Ashley is paying twice as much to get one room of the apartment all to herself. Maria’s trying to start a fight with her over the manner in which she announced it. Lametria’s still a fucktard, and thankfully, doesn’t live here. Ashley had planned to have a room to herself before…
#8 Rantt Ô_õ 10/30 I forgot my pens at home today. As well as my unlined paper. But the good news is that I have hair gel. HOORAY FOR ANIME HAIR!
I’m a kitty!
Maria asks me if Ashley’s mad at her. I tell her I don’t know. She then asks if I have any idea what could make her mad. I mention the beer bottles that have been sitting there all weekend. “They aren’t mine, they aren’t Ashley’s. Someone’s got to clean up after themselves.” Maria’s response: “They’re…
I don’t remember much, but it started with started with my confusion as to why there were several technology related things hanging on a wall in our apartment (though it didn’t look like my current one). I asked Ashley if they were hers, and she said no. I looked at one item, an indigo-cased photo…
She knocks on the door and exclaims that she’s in a “fucking hurry,” then adds seven more unneeded sentences. She won’t shut up. I finally say, “Are you going to stop talking for a second so I can answer?” “Well, it looked like you were thinking.” “I knew the answer to your question before you…
What the fuck is wrong with that damned bitch Lametria? Somehow I’m violating her rights by getting angry at her for giving out my phone number to a bunch of her friends in LA, and then not telling them that she moved out. She called asking for Ashley. I told her Ashley has left, probably…
#7 Rantt Ô_õ 10/29 Today’s comic stars a hunting Kerin-Schroe. It also stars a hunted Rat. And then a Jorenko.
Hatt was meant to be a M-F comic drawn during my boring classes. Unfortunately, my Thursday class is too much working in-class to allow time to draw. So now Hatt will be a Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday comic. Sounds reasonable, yes? As for this week’s Monday comic, that’s not going to happen because of the…
The first dream started with me in my room. It’s surprisingly clean, but when I walk over to open my door, it split near the hinges. Well, shit. I shout outside to the others in the apartment, which includes Ashley, her friend Mike, Kara, and another white guy. I ask, “Does anyone want to explain…
Well, that was interesting. She walks into my room. “Are you up now? I didn’t mean to wake you up. Oh! So how was the party or whatever with your boyfriend? Good, blah? Huh? What? Are you awake? Are you sick?” She finally shuts up long enough for me to answer, “I’m tired.” “Oh, you…
I just took the batteries out of the cordless phone because Maria keeps using my phone. She hasn’t paid her share of the phone bill, and she doesn’t plan to be here long enough to. And she’s been making long distance calls. Fuck knows how much she’s rung up with that. Hell, she didn’t even…
[01:45] [Ettin> Please talk to me. I’m lonely. [04:04] [Schroe[Sheepies]> You’re lucky. I’m going to fucking puke soon, so I’m wide awake. Not only that, Maria knocked loudly on my door a while ago for no fucking reason, and didn’t even stay in front of it when I got to answering it. I just sat…