Somehow, an extra family and a half had found themselves at my house! Now, I was rather surprised to see them, but didn't want to stay downstairs, as I was in the middle of a boss battle, but I hung out with the group of people anyway, just because I'm that kind of guy.
One of the family members, of whom I'll refer to as Auron, has a MySpace. Oh god, I hate MySpace. The only reason I have a MySpace is to keep someone happy! And what is up with the spelling of MySpace!? It's just so tedious to type out! I hate having to hold down the shift key every few seconds!
Whoops, sorry, I went off into a rant. Anywho, Auron wanted showed me his MySpace, (I hate that word!) and I tried to explain to him how to search for him on this abysmal website, but, unfortunately, he did not understand. So he had to sign out of my profile, log in to his, and then search for my name and send me a friend request. Wow. Just wow. You really couldn't have just done that on my profile, could you? Grr...
So, after sending me a friend request, he tries to show me his just horridly designed MySpace. Really, now, no offense, but if you can't design a MySpace (like me) don't fill it with dark colors and incredibly bright, clashing colors please. It hurts everyones eyes, and does not show off your 'mad designing skills.'
Anyway, I end up booting him off of the computer shortly there after, and log into my account. I start sending my friends some messages. Commentary followed afterwards, and not the kind I like.
[Kait Sith] *typing away on the computer*
[Auron] Is that your girlfriend?
[Kait Sith] *still typing* No.
[Auron] Who is she then?
[Kait Sith] *typing still* A friend from Woodstock.
[Auron] You like her!
[Kait Sith] *now blatantly ignoring him* No.
A silence then falls over the room. Then, another family member, of whom will be called Mistral, walks over to me. Another one-sided conversation begins.
[Kait Sith] *hastily typing away*
[Mistral] Is that your girlfriend?
[Kait Sith] *typing!* No.
[Mistral] Who is it then?
[Kait Sith] *typing some more* A friend.
Thankfully, Mistral soon got bored and walked away. I say, are they are hoping that I get a girlfriend or something similar to that? Are they just betting quids on whether or not a ever get one? Woohoo, I'm a new form of gambling!
Soon after, the family left, and I got back to my boss battle. Woohoo. Oh yeah, and I won by the way.
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Flag Races on .hack//MUTATION. I hate them. They are so hard - I just can't stand them! I spend so much time raising all three types of Grunties on the Llamda Server, only to find out that MY GRUNTIES SUCK! They all have horrid handling and acceleration! The highest I ever got on the rankings is 3rd place, which by no means gets me any stat-increasing items! Not at all. I rest my case.
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2 comments:
they probably were looking to rape you
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