2/28/03

Ok, i like to bitch, love it as a matter of fact. It gives me a feeling of fulfillment in my life. (Especially when i can make other people feel bad because i point out how much less of humans they are because of said bitching.) And there are some things in life that piss me of a lot.

The first is computers in general. I mean, i love the things, (as much as you can) but what the fuck is up with the fact that i get slow down all the time. And don't fucking tell me that it is my computer, or that i should fucking upgrade. I get slow down on every fucking computer that i use, regardless of age. (The fucking age is something else that pisses me off. I mean, come on. Why the fuck is it that the older that my computer fucking gets, the worse it gets at doing things? The same shit! It isn't like a real human being, it should improve with fucking age. It should learn. My computer should get faster at doing the same dumb shit that it does every fucking day. There is not a reason that someone hasn't made a program that can do that for me. Cause if they haven't, do it fucking now.) If my computer fucking looks at me one day and starts to drool, i am going to be pissed right the fuck off. The next thing you know, you are going to have to change the fucking things diapers. And it is going to be adult fucking diapers. My computer is fucking going to senile on me one day and start asking me random questions about things that i didn't tell it to do.. OH WAIT! It does that already. Fucking piece of shit.

The entire idea of fucking having a computer in general is just a money making one. And you always lose. Know why? Cause you always have to upgrade. Be it fucking hardware, software, of BIOS. You never fucking know. It is always something else magical that you don't know about that you have to pay for. Oh look at that, you only have 512 megs of RAM, you thought that would be enough to run internet explore. Well guess what? It isn't, cause your computer isn't running at 3 gigahertz. You are going to now need to upgrade that to fucking 2 gigs of RAM, and fucking pray to God that that is enough for you to make it through the fucking night. KNOW WHY! Cause something else is going to be out tomorrow, and your computer is just going to feel dumb, and therefore it is going to just stop working.

Not only that, but have you ever tried to fucking play games on computers? Most of you, if you are reading this, probably have. Two things about that. First the thing that really fucking pisses me off. I BOUGHT THE FUCKING GAME, DON'T MAKE ME PAY FOR IT OVER AND OVER AGAIN. This is perfect if the game has any form of online play at all. I hate that in ways that you can't even fucking express. Know why? Cause the game costs like fucking 60 dollars, then it is another fucking 10-20 a month so that you can fucking play against your fucking friends, and then have someone random come in and kill you. Know why? Cause that random person is a fucking rich kid, who can have his fucking parents buy him the best computer, so that 1/2 a sec lag that you are getting, he isn't. That is enough to put a board sword through little Timmy's fucking skull, you lose, start over.

Guess what else, so you fucking paid for the game, and the subscription to fucking play it every fucking month. You what else they fucking love to do to you? Update. Most games update at least once a month, in the case of Everquest (EQ) it updates something like once a week. Updates mean that you have to wait for about 24 hours before you can play the game again. Don't really understand the logic inherent in that, but it is there, if you dig, really, really deep.

The other thing that i was going to bitch about today, (if you read the news, that means that you know that the last half of this is done mostly drunk.) is how much i really really hate physics. Now you might sit there and tell me that the things that make me stay attached to the Earth, instead of jumping through a hole in a tree to a happy land where everyone knew my name, was elves, and love to play the flute, is something that should be loved. But you know what i have to say about that dumb piece of shit that tells me that every single fucking bag of popcorn is different, and therefore i have to sit downstairs and fucking listen to the thing pop so that it does burn? FUCK YOU. Why can't physics. just be happy for one day and let me microwave a bag of popcorn, for the same time that the last one went in for, for one fucking day? Why does it have to make it different every fucking day? Every fucking bag? Can't i just have confidence in the fact that the bags are close enough that 15 seconds of time isn't going to make that much difference? That i don't have to put my life on hold for 3 minutes and 30 seconds to make sure that every kernel is popped to perfection, and that none are burned? Is it really that much to ask?

Maybe today is just a rant about things that are never going to be changed, maybe they all are, maybe the last 12 beers are talking.. but the fact of the matter is this, why does life make itself hard? why can't it just be like, "Dude, please ignore me for awhile, and everything that you left will be the same" no, it has to go and change on you. and not in the "ex girlfriend decided she can't live without you, so she is going to fuck really hot women, and you, together, in order to get you back," way? No, always fucking downhill. FUCK YOU LIFE! I WILL FIND A WAY TO WIN THIS GAME! (wow.. beer is fucking good. i even think that that rant didn't suck!)

2/27/03

I like anime. As a matter of fact, there is little in my life that i think that i would choose to take over a new anime.. or at least a new good anime that i haven't seen before.. or maybe a new version of an old one with new features.. ok i will take pretty much any anime over most things that people would consider dear in life. (Women, Friends, Family, Food. stuff like that.) It isn't very hard for me to walk into the mall, telling myself that i am going to buy something for my apartment that i really need to be getting, (IE food, soap, paint, things for my computer to make it run again.) and to find myself in FYE staring at the anime that i don't own yet. I just sit there and look at it. Then i start to play this little game. I like to call this "Anime or the Rest of Your Life," the sad thing out of all of this? The thing that always makes me decide the victor in that battle is this little statement, "Anime is the rest of your life, friend. Just understand that fact and be happy." And i don't have anything to say to that little voice any more. I don't know how to fight him. I guess that anime is going to be the rest of my life. I don't even care any more. He wins, anime is better then anything else that i could spend that money on. Fucking voice, always there for me when i need him.

My main problem is the people who sit there and tell me why it is better for them to buy subtitled, instead of dubbed. They tell me that it is more pure, that they love it better, that there is this warm little feeling in their ass that makes them understand the concept of how the Japanese are better then us in every way, and thus their voices on this video, instead of ones that are easy to understand, are going to make our lives better. They tell me that by listening to dubbed, that i am committing sin to those who worked so hard to make this anime go where it is.

FUCK YOU.

When i first started collecting anime, (And with 300 tapes, collect i do.) i was poor, had no money, and went without eating lunch at fucking school so i could save that little fucking money, everyday, to get my new anime. It went on like this for years. I would get after school jobs, everything, save every fucking little penny that i could so that i could end up getting another fucking tape. That is fucking be devoted friend. I still do that to this day. I need new anime. At least one fucking tape a month. I love that shit, can't get enough of it. (The sad times in my life is when i have a really good job, and am making more money then i can really spend, and i start to realized that i own all the anime that i want... Thank God that anime is pretty much a monthly installment thing.) My roots in anime where pure, true, powerful.

From those roots i understood two things that cannot be denied about dubbed anime:

1. $20 vs $30. Dubbed anime, (On VHS now, where this debate pretty much starts from) comes that the very cheap price of watching it for only 20 dollars (normally per hour, if you are looking at a series. ie EVA or Blue Seed. It can go up to two hours if you are talking about a good company. IE Slayers.) That means for every two subtitled anime that i am going to buy, i could have had another dubbed one free. Let me think about that for a minute. That means that i have to go without lunch longer, to see the same amount of anime.. Wow, i think i know who wins this little argument about money. (FYI. The only reason that subtitled anime is more expensive then dubbed anime is this alone. Companies know that they can charge more for it. Because people who fucking will only watch subtitled anime are elitist pricks who are willing to pay more money for something that isn't there. That is right everyone. The myth about how much the dialog is changed? Isn't true, well it hasn't been since the early, and i am talking really early 90s. That is when the last people stopped doing it. [Not counting fox kids, or pokemon. Those aren't the anime we are talking about here.] The only thing that changes during the dialog are things to make it more understandable to english listeners. Nothing more. Some words here, some words there. It isn't that fucking big of a deal. Most subtitles sound wrong when spoken any way. When you translate something, this is what you do, you don't just say exactly what you want to have said. If you fucking do that you tell the people of Germany that you are a Jelly Donut. You must localize what you are saying.)

2. I don't know Japanese. Don't get me wrong, i want to learn, but i suck at learning new languages. Ask anyone who knows me. English if fucking hard enough. But this comes into play when you want to watch something, and do something else at the same time. Basically you want background that isn't music, so you turn on an anime and do home work or write a web page rant. Guess what? Do you speak Japanese? NOOOOO. So that means you have all this sound that is just going to be distracting, cause you don't know what the fuck is going on. If it was in english you could just listen and do your fucking work. Not only that, but it sucks when you are drunk. When was the fucking last time that you sat down and said "I want to read!" when you had just finished a bottle of Jack Daniels? Unless you are a superhuman, i can bet not allot. Know what? That means you aren't going to be able to watch your little "better" anime either. You are going to miss the point. Little whine ass. You are cutting yourself off from this wonderful thing, that you have never really even tried to understand, because this false sense that something is better then something else.

I will give credit that some anime does suck dubbed. Know what though? Some anime sucks in general, and i will be the first to fucking stand up and say that there is allot of really bad anime out there that shouldn't be watched. But that doesn't mean that you should stop watching it. (Just because Space Warriors STOLE 3 hours and 15 minutes of my life, doesn't mean that i burned Rally Vincent all up.)

Anime is one of the best things that can happen to you in your life. Don't just fucking sit there and tell yourself that you feel better then others because you like to read while you watch a movie, that makes you a jack ass, not better. Movies are meant to be watched, not read. Get a fucking book.

2/26/03 (Part 2)

Ok, i understand the fact that i run around like a freak all the time. I understand that i do crazy things that no one really understands why the hell i am doing all these crazy things. (IE. Wearing shorts, sandals, and a t-shirt out side when it is -40 out. hmm... oddly specific..) Yes i understand that i must provide hours and hour of amusement for all of you out there who are just looking at me and judging. I am fine with that.

What i am not fine with is the fact that when i do start to say something crazy and wild, like "Drive By Bukkake," everyone thinks that it is the funniest thing that anyone has ever said, and thus implement it into their everyday life. You know what, i would ever go so far to say that it was funny the first seven times that it happened. I would be sitting down and eating food somewhere, and i would see someone that i kinda knew walk by and say something that i had passing said to them three days before. Not only that, but the women would think that he was the most manliest thing ever, cause he was orginal... Fucking bastard. Those should be my women. (I will stab him later)

But you know, it gets to a point that when everything that you say because the next phrase that everyone starts using (case in point drive by bukkake) that you really start to get annoyed. I know that i am funny, and i know that most of you out there can't manage to think on your own at all, but come on, when i say something that invented, don't look at me like i am a fucking retard for saying what they think is now their phrase. I CAME UP WITH THE FUCKING THING!

The reason that i am bringing all of this up to you is that Bucko seems to have made it his mission to take all of my wonderful phrases that i love to yell for no reason and start saying them. "Strangely specific," as well as "EVER" the last one holds no meaning to anyone, but the first one is derived from the movie "Signs" when the character is looking to join the army, the officer remembers who the hell he is and says, and i quote "Why aren't you in the majors, having women like your toes," and to that i say "wow that was strangely specific." Basically that is used any time that someone is talking to you, and to try and prove a point they use an image from their head that they think that everyone else would enjoying seeing, and maybe even agree with.

Guess what, no one really wants to hear your thoughts, or see inside your head. You are strange and stop talking. RIGHT NOW.

So i guess the moral of this story is that i have this amazing power over all of you, and you should understand that. Stop trying to be like me. Just understand that lightening struck once, and you are just trying to touch the flash. Trust me baby, you are gonna get burned.

FIRE!

2/26/03

I hate dumb people. And, I really must admit to all of you, that i really haven't ever liked them. They say that ignorance is bliss, they tell you that the dumbest years of your life, (you know the ones, they call it "childhood") are the best years that you will ever have. When you don't know better, when you feel that everything in the world is right, and that nothing can go wrong for you. Fuck the,

How fucking hard is it to make sure that UPS delivery's stuff the day that they say they are going to? I mean, come on, i know that i live in the middle of no where, but this is the worst that i have ever fucking seen. They just feel the need, for no reason i may add, to just not deliver at all up here some days. AND THERE IS NO FUCKING POINT FOR IT. Yeah, fuck you and your, "Promise to be there" What the fuck is wrong with this area of the world that i cannot seem to have the game be fucking in when they say that it fucking will be in! This is the third fucking time something dumb like this happened.

The first time was almost a plus, they had Final Fantasy 9 in stores, TWO WEEKS before it should have been there. So i bought the players guide, because i was supposed to get a free memory card with it, but they didn't have any of "Those Kind" of memory cards, and the fucking players guide was more so worthless it didn't even burn well. The fucking thing didn't burn. What is wrong with that? So i get the game early, but the reason that i buy the fucking guide isn't in. Fuck you UPS, and fuck you EB (Disclaimer: I only hate the local EB, as well as EB World.com Every other EB store i have been to has been a happy time in my life.) for not giving me something so that i could fucking pick one up when you did have those fucking things in stock. Worst EB ever.

Second time? Best game of all time, as far as i Know. Metriod fucking Prime. That is right, it was supposed to come out whatever fucking day. I skip all of my classes and drive an hour to pick the fucking game up. Guess what happens again. UPS fucks up again, and it isn't in. Fucking bastards. THE BEST GAME OF ALL TIME, I skipped all my classes that day. Is it that fucking hard. And then the manger has the fucking balls to tell me off for telling him that the game came out that day. Every other store in the mall said that they were sorry that it didn't come in, but it might be in the next day. The fucking manager of EB tells me off, and starts acting all high and mighty that he is in charge of things or something, and that he would tell me if it was in, but they aren't supposed to let anyone have it until tomorrow. EVEN THOUGH IT ISN"T IN. I HATE THAT FAT FUCK! Now the funny part about all of this fucked up shit. We looked around the store and they had these little boxes sitting out, they were of Metriod Prime, they had the release date on them, it was for today. I turned to the fat Manger and pointed this out. He promptly told me to leave the store, and attacked the box with a magic marker, thus destroying all evidence that the game was to be there that day.

Third time... Today. I want XenoSaga... I need this game, more then anything else i need right now. I don't need to breathe for awhile, i can do without., i have gone without food for long periods of time. (Thank you Final Fantasy Tactics.) and i have gone without human contact for years. I need this game. I know that this is the plot of "The Manager" to make sure that i can't get a game the day it comes out. I hate that fucker. I am going to make sure that he gets his one day.. ONE DAY!

2/24/03

This weekend should be known as "Reason 12 why being drunk for 4 days straight is a good idea," But then again, why do you need reasons to get drunk for days on end? I mean, isn't that what college/writing is all about? (For those of you who don't know, i am going to college right now to get a degree in writing, also know as how to drink your friends under the table: The 4 year degree.)

So being raging drunk for long period of times does have many good things about it as well. First off, you might find yourself saying stupid things like "Hey everybody, lets go see that DareDevil movie," at this point your friends should beat you too death, but no, you have forced them to drink all weekend as well, and now you find yourself being forced to sit through this sobering movie. Damn it, no one even fucking dies! I hate it when you are blitzed and go to see a movie, you sit through the entire thing waiting for it to get good, and then nothing happens. I guess that blindness isn't the best power in the world to have, but i don't think that i would be first to point that out.. The entire time i was watching this movie i kept thinking of what Maddox had been saying about the fucking movie. You know what? He was right. Don't see the fucking movie, unless that is, you think that Ben Affleck is sexy in tight red leather... FUCKING TEENAGE WOMEN RUINING EVERYTHING!!! I BLAME YOU ALL FOR THIS!!!

But besides that i also found out that i am the smartest man in the world for working it out that i only have to go to class two days a week. Break is coming up, and i have nothing to do. Just thought that i would bring that up, so all you Wheaton fans could hate me just a little more.

2/20/03

Well besides the entire fucking web page changing, and considering the fact that it isn't even at the same fucking web site any more, yeah, some changes today everyone. Bucko News? what the fuck is up with that, getting changed as soon as i am done my fucking rant. I hate you bucko. We will do battle, my rage from wheaton is over whelming, trust me on this one..

Yeah, so do you know who i hate more then people? Women. Women aren't fucking people i have decide. (DISCLAIMER. I am dating a woman, and i think that are womans are cool. But you lump the cunts together and they bleed and feel. FUCK YOU) Yeah, so i fucking hate women. I was in class today, and this fucking bleeding heart, "My boyfriend broke up with me because i am a fucking narrow-minded bitch who fucking reads to little and fucks other people on the sly," cunt stood up and read this poem about how much she thinks that men are mistreating her, and how much she hates this guy who fucking dumped her. You know what cunt? I don't fucking care. You can fucking rot in hell, and i will tell you why.

First off, if i was going to get up and read this crafty fucking poem about how much i hate women, and how i wish that i could run one insensitive bitch over with my fucking car, just to see what kind of blood she leave behind, i would be shot. Fuck you. That is what i have to say to you. You know that the only reason that someone listens to that fucking shit is because they feel that you have been treated unfairly in life, and you know what? You haven't. You can't get fucking treated unfairly in life. It is fucking called Karma, you deal with it until you fucking die.

Now don't get me wrong, i hate everyone equally, (Wheaton the most) but if i was to do something like this, people would act like i was an ass hole. That i should "build a fucking bridge" or some other touchy feely shit like that. You know what? I don't fucking care any more. I lost someone, does anyone let me tell my story? NO!!! You know why? Because i have a penis, and therefore must not fucking feel. well fuck you, and i think that your dog likes your dick in his ass more, so please remove it. I hate the fact that men have to be the "bigger person" to fucking get laid anymore, i think that i should be a whinny little fucking bitch and still manage to get laid. I hate people, and i don't want to fucking try. I want to be able to tell the world that my fucking ex- was the biggest touch hole in the universe, but you know what? If i want to get pussy, i have to be "the bigger person" fucking cunts.

2/19/03

Yeah, so for some reason i decided to start a real blog today, i guess just to let all three of you who are reading this, for some random reason, know what i am doing in on the fucking page, and what you can expect to see in the next couple of days.

Today I added to the wheaton blog, as i normally will be doing, as well as added a poem section, for a friend of mine (Bucko) to submit his poems, and let me do all the fucking work of keeping it up. Also changed the starting page a bit, so it doesn't suck nearly as much as it did before. God do i hate angelfire. Hell, free web space, i ain't going to say a fucking thing. Going through and basically cleaning up the page to make it look nicer. who knows, one day i might get real hits on this fucking page!

Well, ok i was going to give you a humorous depiction of what happened today, with pics as well, but you know what? The fucking camera died, so, basically, this is what happened, Through the eyes of the fucking tard who locked his keys in the car, as well as broke the digital camera, so that we don't have any crazy road trip antics to show you.

The Trip (By Bucko...)

<<Editor's note: What follows is a pictorial of actual events that took place on Gillman and Bucko's impulse trip to Massena to buy shit-tons of anime. It is not a particularly good pictorial, as the camera broke. However, we would like to provide you with this important and engrossing story nonetheless.>>

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Gillman and Bucko and Digital Camera. Digital Camera likes to be called "Camera", so we call him Corky.

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Gillman gets his check, and Bucko and Gillman travel to the local money wizard.

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Bucko is an excellent driver, provided there are no robots around to distract him.

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LOOK OUT! It's a giant road-going elephant robot! I love robots.

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What an odd name for a wizard. They certainly are eccentric.

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The Wizard exchanges Gillman's check for a shiny piece of red plastic, used in barterless trade.

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Gillman and Bucko leave for the Land of Mall.

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Crazy wizards try to trick Gillman and Bucko into leaving by cloning their faithful steed Vinnie the MiniVan. Gillman and Bucko were not fooled, as this van was obviously a Manly Pirate™. It didn't scare us! We yelled right back at it. "ARRRRRRRR," we said.

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Gillman and Bucko finally arrive at their destination.

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These assholes actually think they're riding snowmobiles. Crafty wizards!

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Gillman loves Evangelion!

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Bucko breaks Gillman's pelvis and steals Evangelion.

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Gillman cries like a Sissy-Mary as Bucko makes the purchase. Bucko is a Manly Pirate ™.

--note. Fuck you Bucko--

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OH SHIT! It's the *N-Street BoyZ!

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Bucko and Gillman crave Oriental ass. So it's off to the A#1 Buffet!

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Scrumptious Vittles for the upcoming disaster.

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"Bucko, why don't the doors open?"

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"Fuck you, Bucko!"

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Gillman bum-rushes Bucko for locking the keys in the car.

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"This is a payphone."

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"FUCKING USE IT!"**

**At this point, Corky threw a tard fit because of his extra 23rd chromosome. Therefore, no pictures were taken of the ensuing hot lesbian orgy. Better luck next time!

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GOD, i really hate that fucker some times. Those pics rocked...