Tue Dec 31, 2013, 8:59 PM
Gawd this year sucked ass. Suck games, terrible movies, disappointment abound, a sharp reminder why I hate going home for holidays, proof that the government really is suppressing news, spying on everything we do and destroying all our freedoms to keep a handle on us all when the economy finally collapses under the weight of the Fed's constant money printing, run-away social warrior activism from out of control feminists and mangina/white knights trying to destroy the gaming industry, a AAA games industry bound and determined to destroy itself, a bizarre attempt by Obama to start World War 3 by invading Syria? wtf?, and more of the same crap to be found everywhere.
So where does all this negativity lead me? Well to let everyone know that surviving isn't just a physical thing, its mental and emotional too. The only way to stay alive in this world right now is to cut out all the shit, and make yourself happy. And if you're a male, then its to take all those toxic women in your lives and kick them to the curb and go find yourself and make yourself happy cause no one will help you get there. If you're female, well you could start by not making everything about your vagina and emotions and start considering what you actually offer any men (or potential men) in your life other than sex and shaming tactics. Then when you find out who you really are, then start cutting shit out of your life and finally stop worrying about stupid shit.
For those of you men women who have your shit together, cut out anything you can't directly control from your life. Seriously, worrying about clumsy attempts at starting WW3 or the pending dollar crash really doesn't matter in the long term as you can't do anything about it and what few precautions you can take are inevitably pointless (buy gold, gov makes it illegal to own or buy/trade/sell gold and confiscates it just like they've done twice before). So, if you can't fix it or control it, don't worry about it. No good movies? Then don't go see them. Save your money and tell Hollywood that you're not impressed. AAA games industry and feminazi social justice warriors destroying gaming? Well, I wasn't that interested anyway. Hell, none of the new consoles interest me at all, and the most interesting things that happened this year were in Indie games on PC, the many Atlus games on the 3ds, and the SteamBox offering legit gaming on Linux. So AAA gaming can go implode for all I care.
So what did I do this year? I kept my job. I potted two plants with a friend's help. I got 3 new polo shirts and 3 long sleeve shirts with hand embroidery that fucking rock. I got a Derpy Hooves doll to remind me of the good times. I got outside for the summer and rode my bike and only had to fill up my car three times during this period. I got to do some road trips with friends from Montana, and took some pics. I got to play some really good obscure games that few others care about which suits me just fine. Cooked and baked a lot of really tasty food and finally learned how to make basic bread. And I made my yearly fruit cake which everyone loves. Good times.
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- Mood: Neutral
- Listening to: Fresh Aire by Manheim Steemroller
- Reading: fuck all
- Watching: nothing
- Playing: my 3ds
- Eating: FOOOD! That I cook myself
- Drinking: Tea
>got a derpy plush
Yeah you are, pretty much. Merch is for faggots.
though the derpy doll was meant to troll me, the one that actually got me the was the other sister who gave me a Tangled doll of the stupid princess fuck Rapunzel or something. God that movie sucked. we like to give each other troll gives to see who ends up the most rage-hard. Merch is for those that know people with buttons to push. Like getting my co-worker, who likes anime, a Strike Witches doll for his birthday at work. And he hates anything to do with that anime. And of course no one else is in on the joke and he can't open it or reject it at work either. So he just has to sit at his desk in a seething pile of frustration and rage at the fact that a doll of an underage girl in her underwear with airplane parts on her legs is sitting there on his desk. There's a lot of in jokes and pranks at our office, and I'm surprised I haven't come back after the xmas vacation to find my desk wrapped in wrapping paper or something. Though that did happen to the guy next to me.
Derpy doll actually, looks neat. Sister got it for me for Christmas, and I took it into work and put it on my desk. Was quite a lot of fun trolling the entire office. There's a few rabid anti-mlp guys there and this sort of thing pushes all their buttons. Plus its Derpy Hooves. It was a good start to a week that ended with all of us very ill with whatever the fuck is going around.
Well I guess that's a valid reason to own some piece of merchandise.
Its not like I actively seek out merch from shows. I had this one movie poster once for "The Princess Bride" on my dorm wall because people wouldn't shut up about how bare I keep my residence. Now I'm in an apartment and I don't have random fucks walking past my door wondering why I don't have posters of nude womens plastered all over the place. Plus I hate crap cluttering up my living area, so if something isn't doing something or used to do something I throw it out. Thus toys and dolls don't serve much purpose. On the other hand if it makes someone scream in incoherent rage, fuck yes!
Oh I see. I have a friend here obsessed with ponies deep enough to buy
figurinestoys, plushes, printing posters and wearing printed pins. At least he doesn't wear a fuck-off "Rainbow Dash" hoodie with rainbow tail and wings strapped to it's back, but he's going for it. Among other shit, he owns a Vinyl Scratch "Obama" poster-mousepad and another mousepad with whirst-rest shaped as tits, only that the print has pony's ass right there.
If there's any note of mental to survival to you, then you're a spoiled brat, and a sissy pants little girl.