JOURNAL: Orwell (Aaron )

  • 2007-03-03 20:12:54 nurotic257: http://englishrussia.com/images/calendar/12.jpg
    “Stop wasting to the ladies your bucks!
    Better get the printer and fax!”
    Otohiko AMV: ...what do we do with the fax?
    nurotic257: show off your new girlfriend.jpg?
    Otohiko AMV: I don't even have one of those
    Otohiko AMV: I only have obey.jpg
    Otohiko AMV: which is at least a more realistic representation of a girlfriend
    nurotic257: haha
    Otohiko AMV: in true simulation fan spirit, even my .jpg girlfriends are 100% realism 
  • 2007-01-30 05:23:14 I don't know if Logitech released a new patch or what the story is, but my computer recently decided it needed a restart that second. I mean, can't wait to finish that download or watching the video, just shuts down by itself. Which killed my only functioning part of the MX5000 from Logitech, the mouse.

    So after digging up the archaic mouse of antiquity, I uninstall and re-install logitech's setpoint software for the keyboard/mouse, during which 1/3rd of my screen disappears. Just gone. No rhyme or reason, bleep, you now view that much less of your screen, and no, we're not moving your icons and other stuff up so you can restart, or hell, accomplish much of anything. Thankfully I've become quite competent using a keyboard alone to do explorer browsing.

    After dueling with dubious software and website of said software, I finally get it installed, restart a couple times, because the third time is always the charm, first time software isn't recognized, second time it bitches its missing dipshitgofuckyourselfconsumer.dll, third time it recognizes that I not only paid a hell of a lot more than I wanted to for a plastic 15 inch piece of plastic when my old keyboard was still good, that I even want to use it! It takes another series of restarting the keyboard, holding down buttons and promising to sacrifice a coworker and various recieptents of my caregiving, even it works. Finally, I can type on my keyboard, with a little practice, is much more comfortable to type on, and has plenty of extra programmable keys for music/amvs/whatever else I do a lot.

    It must be a good day, or else a very bad one as they call me into work and I'm going to end up wiping up 15 loads of extra large shit, 1 load of colostomy bag goodness, and 1 twin bed size load of shit, literally. The guy's huge [very tall and a weight to compliment] and has the bowels to match.  
  • The hunt for Blue October. 2007-01-23 15:51:04 I began with making a new video, and I suspect I'll end with becoming a trait modder. 
  • Fuck the police - Rage against the machine 2007-01-16 03:10:11 Good evening,

    We want to just quickly send a nice friendly message
    To uh, fraternal order of police in philadelphia.

    Heres something nice and friendly,
    Heres something nice and friendly,
    Heres something nice and friendly,
    And it goes something like this.

    Fuck tha police,
    Comin straight from the underground.
    Young nigga got it bad cuz Im brown,
    And not the other color so police think,
    They have the authority to kill a minority.

    Fuck that shit, cuz I aint tha one,
    For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun,
    To be beatin on, and throwin in jail.
    We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell.

    Fuckin with me cuz Im a teenager,
    With a little bit of gold and a pager.
    Searchin my car, lookin for the product.
    Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics.

    Youd rather see me in the pen,
    Then me and lorenzo chilling in the benzo.
    Beat tha police outta shape,
    And when Im finished, bring the yellow tape,
    To mark off the scene of the slaughter.
    No controller, bread and water.

    A young nigga on a warpath,
    And when Im finished, its gonna be a bloodbath,
    Of cops, dyin in l. a.

    Yo, I got somethin to say.
    Fuck the police,
    Comon! off, what?
    Fuck the police,
    Yeah!
    Comon!
    Fuck tha police,
    Yeah.

    Fuck the police,
    Comin straight from the underground.
    Young nigga got it bad cuz Im brown,
    And not the other color so police think,
    They have the authority to kill a minority.

    Fuck that shit, cuz I aint tha one,
    For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun,
    To be beatin on, and throwin in jail.
    We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell.

    Fuckin with me cuz Im a teenager,
    With a little bit of gold and a pager.
    Searchin my car, lookin for the product.
    Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics.

    Youd rather see me in the pen,
    Then me and lorenzo chilling in the benzo.
    Beat tha police outta shape,
    And when Im finished, bring the yellow tape,
    To mark off the scene of the slaughter.
    No controller, bread and water.

    I dont know if they fags or what,
    Search a nigga down and grabbin in the nuts.
    And on the other hand, without a gun they cant get none.
    But dont let it be a black and a white one.
    Cuz they slam ya down to the street top,
    Black police showin out for the white cop.

    Yeah, my brothas will swarm,
    On any mutha fucka in a blue uniform.
    Just cuz we in washington d.c, punk police are afraid of me.
    Hey!

    Punk on a warpath,
    And when Im finished, its gonna be a bloodbath,
    Of cops, dyin in l. a.

    Hey yo, we got somethin to say.
    Fuck the police,
    Comon, sing that shit,
    Right now,
    Comon!
    Comon!
    One more time,
    Here we go, here we go,
    Comon!
    One more, we gotta do it, right now,
    Yeah,
    Check it out. 
  • Hourglass - Thread the Needle 2006-12-25 18:22:47 He was made to travel
    a place he'd never been
    it's all the same
    his time is running thin

    A light that now shines dim
    once as bright as the sun
    a door once open wide
    will now let through no one

    CHORUS:
    He threads the needle
    he's walking the fine edge
    he treats life like a game
    and you know he'll end up dead
    as he threads the needle
    he can't remember what she said

    Can you make a change
    before it grows too late
    you'll never know your place in life
    if all you love you hate

    Don't expect my company
    there's nothing left to say
    and don't expect my sympathy
    there's none to find today

    CHORUS

    You've lived your life a gamble
    and for what you cannot tell
    I only hope you understand
    I can't pull you out of hell

    I've sacrificed all that I can
    yet you refuse to try
    if you won't change your state of mind
    then I guess this is goodbye

    He threads the needle
    he's walking the fine edge
    he treats life like a game
    and you know he'll end up dead
    as he threads the needle
    he can't remember what she said
    he treats life like a game
    and you know he'll end up dead
    as he threads the needle
    you know he'll end up dead 
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