Let's Loathe with Leviathan v.3.5

I don't really have much of a topic for this one, just something to whine about.

So I'm sitting in homeroom, talking with friends about shit. Then the TV gets turned on, and the Mass Media class broadcasts the morning announcements. Cool. But once a week the "school idol" and mascot (he happens to run around in the mascot costume Friday nights in football season), Fungus, broadcasts his series "Fireside Chats." It's usually some horribly unfunny joke. Today's was the least funny of them all. He was pumping the school up for our playoff game, farthest we've ever gotten in the 50-year history of our school.
"There was once a time when all groups, the Preps, the Nerds, the Slackers, and the Hot Girls got along, and even sat at the same lunch table." My friends and I took this time to shout that the nerds have never associated with preps. "But then one day, in the forbidden social studies office, the teachers decided that the students needed to be divided. They had no control. So entered the EMO. The emo put ketchup on the Prep's shirt and blamed the Nerd. The emo stole the hot girl's lunch and framed the slacker." Oh, you did NOT just make fun of some of my best friends you little corpse eating decomposer. "But you know, the Emos may be responsible for our breaking apart, but maybe they can be responsible for our unity. They're very angry people. So we need to unite against this common enemy with anger! You can be just as angry as an emo kid with new Eem-O's!" What. "Side effects may include wearing pants made for the opposite sex, cutting, acquiring a taste for horrible music, and Hot Topic." No. You. Did. Fucking. Not.

MAKING FUN OF EMO KIDS IS 4CHAN'S JOB! YOU ASS HOLE! YOU'VE NEVER EVEN HEARD OF THE HACKERS ON STEROIDS! AND YOU MADE FUN OF MY FRIENDS! YOU MOTHER FUCKER DECOMPOSER! I HOPE YOU TRIP AND FALL WITH YOUR MASCOT HEAD ON AND CRACK YOUR SKULL AT THE PLAYOFF GAME!

And guess what he and the cheerleaders are doing? This playoff game is against one Martin Luther King Jr. High School, primarily black population. The banner that our football players will break through is going to read, "Dreams don't always come true!"

Mine might. You'll all get horribly gangraped.

Actually, the cheerleaders are so fucking ugly and flat, they'll probably just get lynched. The football players might get assraped though, and then killed. :D

Leviathan Talks about shit.

I was going to do a Loathe today, but classes are only half an hour. Instead, I'll describe what the hell i'm doing with half-hour classes. Today is what we call a WEB day. I go to a charter school, meaning I go to a private school with no tuition and government funding that happens to teach the same cirriculum as every other school in the county.Anyway, our charter states that on every Wednesday that we don't have aa school holiday or other early release of that same week, classes area half hour each, and finish at 12:45. After that, students are free to go to either a club meeting, get extra help from a teacher, or evengo home. Sometimes, there are government-sponsored programs like Alcoholand Drug Awareness that are necessary to get your driver's license.I usually go home, walk to La Madeline with some friends (The entire schoolgoes to starbucks on WEBs, so we're basically beating the system), or get extra help from a teacher.

tl;dr: WEB. Wednesday Enrichment Block. Super Early release days for Leviathan.

Interesting how it's called early RELEASE like we're locked up?

So when I start my uber "YAY TODAY IS A WEB!" dances, you'll knowwhat the fuck I'm talking about. Sorry about today's format, i had to write this in a plain text document today. -Lev

Maniacal Machinations 11/26/07

Rule #34 isn't the only thing that can ruin your childhood. XD

A Look Back at Social Qualifications of Gamers

I don't know bout y'all, but my fuzzy Grey balls remember back in the day when gamers were deemed nerds. Put into a class which was shunned by the popular kids. Usually cause they smelled and didn't attempt proper hygiene in any sense of fashion. Yet when you look at things these days, it is not the case. Even the cool kid is rocking a game in one sense or another.

I grew up in the 80's. An era of complete awesomeness. Don't lie, you all miss it. It was the era where video games really took off. Nintendo hit the stands, and either the nerds or the spoiled kids had them. Fast forward to the SNES. I remember my buddy had the cartridge that would allow him to play snes online... with all 5 other people. Wait, I'm totally getting off topic with nostalgia.

Back to the topic at hand. Now a days it is perfectly acceptable to sit in front of a TV with a controller in hand. Its cool to chat at the lunch table in front of girls about getting 12 head shots in a row. I guess I should enlighten you all as to why I felt I should write about this topic. Well now that I graduated from college, I don't live 5 mins away from my friends on foot. I live 15 mins away if I'm lucky. And as I do not like driving myself to the bars, I usually go out with my older brother. A person who has a lot of friends that I know none of. Now the last 4 times I have gone out with him, Every time I have spent at least 3 hours talking about gaming. The kicker, only one person has been annoyed about this, my older brother.

Now fast forward to 1990 ish times. This wouldn't be the case. It would be that only you and your friends could connect on this level. Now with the advent of XBOX live, you can play with people with people across the globe. I guess the purpose of why I am writing, is because I can at least say I am grateful that gaming is where it is. Now I don't have to raise an awkward kid who reeks of anti social behaviors. So remember, if you are at a party and dont think you have anything to talk about with others. Shut the fuck up and talk about nerdary.

Love and Kisses
CH

PROXY UPDATE

TAKE THAT SCHOOL DISTRICT! I JUST OWNED YOUR PROXY!
more on this later.

LATER IS NOW.

So I successfully set up a proxy break at my house. It took awhile since I had to figure out how to automatically pull my computer back online when it dropped. In the end, I just decided to write blog posts offline first, then copy and paste them to here before my connection dropped.

This particular proxy my school uses blocks all but ports 22 and 80, both of which have something plugged in. I could go on to tell you that it was an inside job, but seriously, all it means is that I still can't use IRC or any other chat program that uses port 6000 and up. Also, since I really only have enough time to log in to blogger, paste in my post, hit publish, and pray my teacher doesn't come up behind me, I don't have enough time to look up how the hell I beat a boss on Mario and Luigi: Partners in Time. And yes, the damn school has EVERY site blocked with "game" in the url.

It's a very childish game, really, intended for that new generation that didn't grow up with the "SUPER MARIO WORLD and SUPER MARIO ALL STARS SUPER ALL-IN-ONE" package on the snes with every mario game ever made on the snes plus one never released in the US before. But as far as a new mario game goes, it's really fun. I just can't seem to beat the boss that continually regenerates. Every time I kill off a squad of three shroobs holding a giant shroob bomb-omb, another one comes along with another giant bomb-omb. Supposedly, you're supposed to kill off their commander, but he only shows up between waves of three shroobs + bomb-omb, so I have no idea how the hell I'm supposed to kill him.

And I'm stuck at the classic second-to-last ice-based level. That's not a mario thing; that's a Nintendo thing.

Maniacal Machinations 11/24/07

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If you are what you eat, then would cannibals be people and prostitutes be dicks?


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Maniacal Machinations 11/22/07

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Baseball makes no sense. A man with four balls can't walk!


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Maniacal Machinations 11/21/07

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Water Polo is nice and all, but how do you get horses into the pool?


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Maniacal Machinations 11/20/07

Once, back when my brother was an adorable lad and not the asshole he is at the moment (XP), we had an interesting conversation.

He said, "Pop quiz: What's 20 times 4?"

I said, "80"

He said, "Oh."

I said, "Wait, so you didn't even know what it was?!"

He said, "Mhmm"

"Let's Loathe!" with LEVIATHAN v.3.0 *PMS SPECIAL*

It's been awhile, guys, sorry about that. As compensation, I'll be ranting about something very special today: PMS, and the horrible "first day" that follows. Take notes, men.

You think you've got another week until your next cycle, so when your head starts to hurt whilst out in public, you're extremely exhausted, and you can't eat, you think you've caught the flu. Then you get home, wanting a little rest and relaxation. You hole up in your room, but the first thing you're told after getting downstairs again to finally eat something is that you're acting weird. WEIRD!? So you hole up again, and wanna play some video games. You wind up lashing out at anyone who dares ask for the controller, and you realize you are acting a bit weird. So you take an advil, and go to bed, with your typical, "YAY FOR TOMORROW" attitude.

First thing when you wake up, you realize you've started just in time. You take three Advil and two Midol because you spent an hour or so writhing in pain from cramps. Ugh... makes me kinda miserable thinking about it. So then you spend the whole day running to the stupid bathroom every two hours if you're the athletic type (tampon user), or just whenever you can if you're a comfort type (pad user). And the whole time, you have these nasty cramps that shouldn't be there, and when you don't, you have a killer headache.

Protip: compressing your head either by pushing it with your hand on the back of your head against your desk or by tying a tight handkerchief around your head can make a headache feel much better.

Then comes the horrible heat flash ON TOP OF ALL THE OTHER SYMPTOMS. "It's so fucking cold in here!" No, it's not, i'm freaking sweating you sunuva bitch.

Finally, finally FINALLY, you get home. You've fallen so far. You remember what happened yesterday, and sneak a few slices of lunchmeat or a couple granola bars or something with you to your personal cave. Finally, you curl up with a book or Game Boy or DS or PSP and your granola bars with your head between your knees, and all your symptoms go away. Then someone comes in to give you a hard time, or maybe just to ask a favor involving you getting up.

Oh, HELL NO.

GET THE FUCK OUT, I FINALLY HAVE PEACE FOR ONCE, I AM ABSOLUTELY NOT IN THE MOOD FOR YOU! WHEN YOU GO THROUGH SUFFERING INSTEAD OF PURE JOY FOR YOUR OFFSPRING, THEN WE'LL TALK, MOTHERFUCKER!

kbai.

And suddenly, everything's better.

Maniacal Machinations 11/19/07

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Maniacal Machinations 11/18/07 - 3

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Friendship is replacing your buddy's oral thermometer with a used rectal thermometer.

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Maniacal Machinations 11/18/07 - 2

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In a perfect world, every day would be Caturday!

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Maniacal Machinations 11/18/07

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Love is finding out you're pregnant at the tender age of fourteen.

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Maniacal Machinations 11/13/07

Holy crap. I'm really inconsistent, aren't I? Sorry!
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I was browsing 4chan the other day when I came upon a rather odd manga. Now, I've seen some wierd shit, but this takes the cake. It's about a woman who has the power . . . . to turn into a refrigerator. I shit you not, folks. That is the actual premise. Hold on, though. That's not all. Not only can she turn into a convenient medium for storing perishable goods, she can also freeze anyone who looks into the freezer and kill people by falling on them.

Once again, Japan has given us a wonderful gift. >_<

Maniacal Machinations 11/11/07

Oh shit, guys. It's 11/11. You know what that means . . . . It's the Day of the Turkey!

No, not Thanksgiving, but a pagan festival dedicated to the dark god of poultry, whose terrible gobbles tormented the bellies of those unfortunate enough to hear them. One day, a brave warrior slew the Dark Turkey by pouring boiling gravy all over it before stuffing it full of vegetables through its anus and throwing it into a volcano.

Every year on this very day, the turkeys go out for blood, seeking vengeance for their ancestor. They swarm the streets and countrysides, slaughtering any humans in an ironic and somewhat humorous fashion. So remember, lock your doors, seal your windows, and keep some stuffing handy.

Maniacal Machinations 11/9/07

Once, I put soap on my toothbrush and rubbed toothpaste all over my face . . .

Maniacal Machinations 11/7/07

If a tree falls and crushes a lone hiker in the forest, will I give a flying fuck?



I guess not.

Maniacal Machinations 11/6/07

One day, I'm going to make a giant Where's Waldo? puzzle with no Waldo.

It's Not Violent Video Games We Should Be Keeping From Children, It's Headsets

First Off before I start I will state that my stance on using demeaning slurs in my book is not OK.

With that being said you probably have a good idea about what I am planning on writing about from the title. Every gamer knows about this epidemic that has been a problem for years. Its the young kids on headsets that use every vulgarity known to man. I will give you an example to refresh you minds. During the first week I had Halo 3 I was playing online a lot. Things were going great for a while. The other players were usually civil, if there was trash talk it never escalated past the word fuck. Then it happened. The pre-teen crowd hit the game. There was this kid with the name Daniel in his gamer tag who in the beginning went down the list and called every player in the room a derogatory term. usually stringing them together in nonsensical terms. To which I do my normal reply. I'm sorry that your testicles haven't dropped sweetheart, but because you know other terms for homosexuals, does not make you A. good at a game, or B. any cooler then your mom thinks you are. Well he wasn't too happy about this. Especially since me and my pink armor and unicorn emblem handed his ass to him.

The point I am getting at is parents think that violent games corrupt children, when I believe its handing them headsets for these video games. I have never heard such racist people as these 10 year olds. What does it make them feel empowered. Are they suppressing inhibitions that they wish to explore themselves? I believe that much like with violent video games being bought by ignorant parents, if they knew what their children were saying online to others, they would take away that headset away ASAP. Probably slap the child in the mouth.

Now on the nerd side of things, These kids are always horrible at the game. They have some skill but they never follow through, and get even more enraged post match. These are also the kids who call HAXXOR after a match because they do not have the hand eye coordination to find there penis to get the manly release, let alone play a video game. I remember watching a video on you tube during a rainbow six match where this child was demanding chocolate milk and calling his mother a bitch. Listen sparky, I'm damn sure it is not you whose paying that internet bill.

But speaking about parents, where the hell do these children find these terms. You all know that these aren't the normal cuss words that you drop in middle school let alone elementary school. When I have kids you better believe they playing their VG games in the living room where I can hear em. So please if you have children, make sure they are 16 before letting em chat online with audio, and even then they are probably still to stupid to talk.

Love
CH

Maniacal Machinations 11/4/07

You know how we just gained an hour with Daylight Savings?

Well, how do computers deal with this?

I mean, do the clocks go from 11:59 to 12:00 and stay at 12 for an hour?

Do they go to 12:59 then loop back to 12?

This merits further research.

Maniacal Machinations 11/3/07

Looks like I owe ya guys two MMs, eh?
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I noticed people on da internet like to say "It's my opinion, leave me alone. Don't try to change it. Blah blah blah."

Well, i've got one thing to say: If you put your opinion out there, it's going to get criticized!
If ya can't take the heat, don't fucking say anything!

If you have to state your feelings on a matter and an opposing view comes up (while you're unwilling to properly defend it), then just SHUT UP! If you just "wanna state your opinion", then just say it and shut the hell up after you do it!

The second you defend your statement, it becomes a debate wherein you need to support your view with evidence. "It's just my opinion" is a cop-out excuse at this point and essentially says "I lost". If that were all, I wouldn't care, but the people that do this have a nasty little habit of continuing to argue, using the opinion excuse whenever they're cornered.

So to all of you who like to abuse this line of thought:

Maniacal Machinations: Wierd Titles 2

Yup! Another cop-out. What other weird titles have I found this time?

Fruit Cup
- Yum?

Holy Virgin
- Not for long, by the look of it.

Mystery of the Necronomicon
- I REALLY don't like where this is going.

Pigeon Blood
- Yeah . . . real sexy . . .

Sailor And The 7 Ballz
- Sounds like a rap group.

Mania Secret of the Green Tentacle
- Tentacles have secrets?

Demon Beast Invasion
- Oh shit.

Romance is in the Flash of the Sword II
- I dunno what to say either.

Crimson Climax
- That does NOT seem pleasant . . . or sanitary.

F3: Frantic, Frustrated & Female
- ?!