Thursday, November 06, 2003
Now I will post nice shinyness for my 21st Blog
My blog posts have come of age!! and as a special gift................ I wish you all shinyness ^_^
Shinyness always makes the bad go away and when u feel blue the shinyness is there to cheer you up ^_^
Shinyness comes in fruity flavours and is as pretty as a rainbow ^_^
We love the shinyness - We like the shinyness
I wanna be shiny shiny shiny.
Happy shinyness day!!!
My blog posts have come of age!! and as a special gift................ I wish you all shinyness ^_^
Shinyness always makes the bad go away and when u feel blue the shinyness is there to cheer you up ^_^
Shinyness comes in fruity flavours and is as pretty as a rainbow ^_^
We love the shinyness - We like the shinyness
I wanna be shiny shiny shiny.
Happy shinyness day!!!
the 20th post - heh heh
We will club u and make u smell like smelly smells do that happens to affect you like that sickening flavour at the back of your mouth and the nauseous rise in your stomach. The smell that makes the feeling of bile slide up your throat and leaves a bitter acidic taste on you tongue. The feeling of lumpy chunks of vomit hurtling to the roof of your mouth and rushing through your nasal passages oozing their sour taste over your tastebuds and burning flavour hits your brain senses that makes you feel like you're spinning in a daze. This is the taste of bitterness.
Can you make more? No, I'm not making more. But we could eat more then and then we wouldn't be so hungry. No, you eat what is there and if you're hungry you can't have seconds. But you have some spare. No, that's my seconds. you get your own. Can we have seconds? No, I can't be bothered with making more. This is all you get.
This is all you get.
A plate full of "fuck-you" and "eat-shit muther fucka" nicely sprinkled with a garnish of "you are like shit". This is your daily world menu in over 20 different languages. Remember you mightn't understand wot foreign people say but the fuck-you feeling is all the same.
This shitful taste in my mouth makes me grimace in with a wry look. It's the taste of humanity. I didn't eat anything to get it. It's just there. I wish I could make it go away.
Why worry about active intuitive minds? It's the bored ones that are going out, nothing to lose, trying to get quick fix, latching on to something and being taken for a ride in the country, so easy, just so easy, too easy and it's all relative to what you know.
Children killing Children. Don't let it stop. Make it stop.
We will club u and make u smell like smelly smells do that happens to affect you like that sickening flavour at the back of your mouth and the nauseous rise in your stomach. The smell that makes the feeling of bile slide up your throat and leaves a bitter acidic taste on you tongue. The feeling of lumpy chunks of vomit hurtling to the roof of your mouth and rushing through your nasal passages oozing their sour taste over your tastebuds and burning flavour hits your brain senses that makes you feel like you're spinning in a daze. This is the taste of bitterness.
Can you make more? No, I'm not making more. But we could eat more then and then we wouldn't be so hungry. No, you eat what is there and if you're hungry you can't have seconds. But you have some spare. No, that's my seconds. you get your own. Can we have seconds? No, I can't be bothered with making more. This is all you get.
This is all you get.
A plate full of "fuck-you" and "eat-shit muther fucka" nicely sprinkled with a garnish of "you are like shit". This is your daily world menu in over 20 different languages. Remember you mightn't understand wot foreign people say but the fuck-you feeling is all the same.
This shitful taste in my mouth makes me grimace in with a wry look. It's the taste of humanity. I didn't eat anything to get it. It's just there. I wish I could make it go away.
Why worry about active intuitive minds? It's the bored ones that are going out, nothing to lose, trying to get quick fix, latching on to something and being taken for a ride in the country, so easy, just so easy, too easy and it's all relative to what you know.
Children killing Children. Don't let it stop. Make it stop.
Wednesday, November 05, 2003
The 19th Post - somehow I think I lost count, but backtracking wastes my valuable breathing time. I could be breathing each time I think about it but then I would have to think about breathing which means I can't think about something else. Like numbers. Or counting.
Tuesday, November 04, 2003
The 18th Post - OMB I missed typing one heading???!!! What is the Sooki world coming toOoooooOOoooo???
Torrential Rain? Tidal Waves? Destruction? No. Far, far worse fate is in store............ Such as the delightful curiosity that is Instructions and Warnings.
Upon opening more shiny newness of goodies purchased with that horrible thing called Munny (check out Kingdom Hearts and their hunny munny.........*_*) [back to the storytelling] we find that we not only receive a shiny newness of a new package with a nice smelly plastic newness fresh out of the box kinda scent BUT [as cool as it is] INSTRUCTIONS AND WARNINGS titled............... NOTHING - NO TITLE..... but back to the real issue...
Interlude
teh piggeh, teh piggeh hates the giraffe of eeeveeel
teh piggeh he tardor the giraffe until it stops making that awful noise *huraragh*
*please get Madadric to demonstrate - remember it's his plushy and teh piggeh doesn't exist*
Anyyyyyyway back to the story.....
The list goes on to basically give you general instructions for use. I like the word "general" - it describes this fascinating piece of ENGRISH to a tee. So here goes: at first I was excited coz of this first line thinking it may be like a real disco dance floor or club;
= There is maybe have some white powder on the surface of the product, please wipe off by a piece of soft cloth.
But then I got distracted by the next few lines - I have no industrious creative skills, nor labourers skills NOR do I know any fella called DON the removalist:
= Make sure to pave the cushion.
= Don not put it near the furniture and other odds and ends.
= Young children must be guided to use it or need parents and teaches to accompany, in case tumbled by it.
The next few technical line were a bit to technical and I know that you have to get technical techy things right coz it's all spelled out clearly and specifically. I would never think about demolishing an accessory, it may be back in fashion next season but I DON"T connect with suppliers like that - I'm not that type of gurl:
= High technology product, do not apart, separate or fix it anyway. Or the damage cannot be guaranteed.
= Do not keep it in the quite high or low temperature environment, especially far away from fireplace.
= If this product can't work well, please connect with your supplier directly.
I was also thinking of playing totem tennis with it on the grass or see if it wanted a coffe up on the corner one Sunday until I read as follows - oh - btw - where is that fuse box......:
= This product is made for indoor games only. Do not use it outdoors or in other occasions.
= Please shut off the power before removing this product.
I didn't get the spirit level out or the sandblaster but I did have to pack away my dancing stilettos :P Be warned, the mat may have a rotating blade underneath - Watch out for your toesies
= Please put it on a flat floor, but not too smooth.
= Do not wear sharp shoes when using it, that may cause damage to the product.
= When using this product, pay attention to keep your feet safety.
= Strong jump or shake may cause influence to the video and audio output.
And to make sure it's a positive happy warm fuzzies note to go out with it considerately sez:
= Please do not jump strongly, that may bring troubles to the other person.
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW <^_^>
Torrential Rain? Tidal Waves? Destruction? No. Far, far worse fate is in store............ Such as the delightful curiosity that is Instructions and Warnings.
Upon opening more shiny newness of goodies purchased with that horrible thing called Munny (check out Kingdom Hearts and their hunny munny.........*_*) [back to the storytelling] we find that we not only receive a shiny newness of a new package with a nice smelly plastic newness fresh out of the box kinda scent BUT [as cool as it is] INSTRUCTIONS AND WARNINGS titled............... NOTHING - NO TITLE..... but back to the real issue...
Interlude
teh piggeh, teh piggeh hates the giraffe of eeeveeel
teh piggeh he tardor the giraffe until it stops making that awful noise *huraragh*
*please get Madadric to demonstrate - remember it's his plushy and teh piggeh doesn't exist*
Anyyyyyyway back to the story.....
The list goes on to basically give you general instructions for use. I like the word "general" - it describes this fascinating piece of ENGRISH to a tee. So here goes: at first I was excited coz of this first line thinking it may be like a real disco dance floor or club;
= There is maybe have some white powder on the surface of the product, please wipe off by a piece of soft cloth.
But then I got distracted by the next few lines - I have no industrious creative skills, nor labourers skills NOR do I know any fella called DON the removalist:
= Make sure to pave the cushion.
= Don not put it near the furniture and other odds and ends.
= Young children must be guided to use it or need parents and teaches to accompany, in case tumbled by it.
The next few technical line were a bit to technical and I know that you have to get technical techy things right coz it's all spelled out clearly and specifically. I would never think about demolishing an accessory, it may be back in fashion next season but I DON"T connect with suppliers like that - I'm not that type of gurl:
= High technology product, do not apart, separate or fix it anyway. Or the damage cannot be guaranteed.
= Do not keep it in the quite high or low temperature environment, especially far away from fireplace.
= If this product can't work well, please connect with your supplier directly.
I was also thinking of playing totem tennis with it on the grass or see if it wanted a coffe up on the corner one Sunday until I read as follows - oh - btw - where is that fuse box......:
= This product is made for indoor games only. Do not use it outdoors or in other occasions.
= Please shut off the power before removing this product.
I didn't get the spirit level out or the sandblaster but I did have to pack away my dancing stilettos :P Be warned, the mat may have a rotating blade underneath - Watch out for your toesies
= Please put it on a flat floor, but not too smooth.
= Do not wear sharp shoes when using it, that may cause damage to the product.
= When using this product, pay attention to keep your feet safety.
= Strong jump or shake may cause influence to the video and audio output.
And to make sure it's a positive happy warm fuzzies note to go out with it considerately sez:
= Please do not jump strongly, that may bring troubles to the other person.
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW <^_^>
Monday, November 03, 2003
WOW = the Gorge was shiny today full of happy smiley Beta Trialists!! and partners (Brucels came tooooooooooo)
There was no claymores or scrub sniping but it was an interesting arvo engaging in person to person conversations! No need to press and hold the circle button!!
I didn't have many expectations of what these gamers would look like and wasn't too sure of any preconceptions they had about me either - I was too polite to ask ^_^
Alllllllllllllll good - we had the BBQ going and learned a little more about these wonderful Trialists and I was glad I was finally able to put a face to the frag name!! I must say that we did not fit the stereotypes (are there stereotypes?) that I had impressions of from non-gamers *pfft, games? games r 4 kids* and that it was great to know that there are a whole range of ages and age groups. Some brought their kiddies ^_^ lil cuties they were and very well behaved too.
The sun and the company made for a very pleasant and relaxing lunchtime and it truly was a splendid outing.
Stay tuned for the next meet - I do believe it will be Lonnie gamers - not just trialists next time but my fellow beta testers have a warm sunshine spot in my heart!!!
Hmmm well - other than shiny happy thoughts and perhaps a little tiredness from a long morning partying all is well and good in the world of Sooki-chan!
Welcome to my world - beware of the cuteness!!
There was no claymores or scrub sniping but it was an interesting arvo engaging in person to person conversations! No need to press and hold the circle button!!
I didn't have many expectations of what these gamers would look like and wasn't too sure of any preconceptions they had about me either - I was too polite to ask ^_^
Alllllllllllllll good - we had the BBQ going and learned a little more about these wonderful Trialists and I was glad I was finally able to put a face to the frag name!! I must say that we did not fit the stereotypes (are there stereotypes?) that I had impressions of from non-gamers *pfft, games? games r 4 kids* and that it was great to know that there are a whole range of ages and age groups. Some brought their kiddies ^_^ lil cuties they were and very well behaved too.
The sun and the company made for a very pleasant and relaxing lunchtime and it truly was a splendid outing.
Stay tuned for the next meet - I do believe it will be Lonnie gamers - not just trialists next time but my fellow beta testers have a warm sunshine spot in my heart!!!
Hmmm well - other than shiny happy thoughts and perhaps a little tiredness from a long morning partying all is well and good in the world of Sooki-chan!
Welcome to my world - beware of the cuteness!!
Saturday, November 01, 2003
The 16th Post - btw is anyone actually counting to see if my number of posts is correct? Hmmm, yuss, I thought so.
Wow. What a spiffy cool, funkalishous, booty tastical, dancy fancy, dress up, doll up girly fun weekend it is!!
Well the weekend isn't over yet, but started off with a blast of a Friday day and a shocker of a Friday evening......... Or was it the other way round? Yes, it was indeed a decent Friday and a most excellent *retro fever* Friday night out on the town!! One of my friends had a birthday and it was great!! She had fun and we all had fun too ^_^
OOOOOOOOOOOOOH - I found out that I CAN WIN A GAME OF POOL WITH NO SKILL - how you aks? by playing in a pair - there is then only a 50% chance of stuffing up a game with a 25% of actually losing and more of a 75% chance of actually winning - WHICH WE DID!!!!!! and it was a great fun game at that. Please note I didn't do very well in statistics in my college maths class.
And then, we raced to a local swish venue - okay, so it's not that swish anymore, they got cheapie couches now and all the cool seats have gone. Something to do with patrons and spillage of alcohol I reckon. Or cost or something and the drycleaning and the stickiness of drinks which I have mentioned before in one of my earlier posts if you care to read belowwwwww. Yes but anyway we got if for FREE. I have money, we have money, but getting in for free is like the first freebie of the evening and makes everything all the better and then again there is always saving that extra 5-7 dollars which equates to a few beers..... Maybe even 4 beers if you think that a few is actually equal to three and not four although I don't care to make a point to argue of course but there are only 3 types of people in the world - those who can count and those who can't.
Anyway enough of bad jokes!! But it was a great evening with some of the best buddies to hang out with for a eventful and memorable outing!
Now, how about the beetch session? Yuss? Beetch on? okies ^_^
Well, after only one weird mix with a top up of energising drinkk that gives you winggs with a dash of coffee liqueur and a shot of the good ol russian water it was time to hit the dance floor to strut the Tassie two step - also referred to in a previous blog of mine! A little break and a breather from the frenetic two step action and then some more dancing gives way to the onslaught of party goers in the very wee wee hour of the morning. As the other dancers start to get a little tired the faces start to change from normal happy to quite, quite, quite very very very drunk merriment. And then the flailers come along! You know the ones I speak of with venom - the big gesturing arm swinging rotating lunging elbow pumping kinda dancers that only your mother could talk about coz they would be your mother's accquaintances that she knew back in her school days. That was the Hey Day of the twist etc. and all that kinda stuff and bugs - or is that beetles.....? Yuss, you know the kind of people that could take someone's block off with a jive talking elbow thrust that would put Michael Jackson's frequently protruding pelvis to shame. 0_0 This is me with two eyes but I could have easily lost an eye like this 0_X
*eep*
Do you know what your personal space is? Do you know what your comfort zone is? I tell you no one is allowed into my personal space or to breach the comfort zone. I had to try doing the "not caring if I get bumped dance" which was limting my Tassie two steps consisting of 1 feet to the right, 1 feet the left (imperial not metric) to a very very weird and uncomfotable dancing sequence. This was not to continue to be the case. Cigarettes then get involved. Reminds me of those wonderful performers with the rope with fire ball bits at each end that they tassel and swing about in amazing rotating motions oh so effortlessly - but totally NOT - this was random arm flailing, circling ash dropping dancing and to boot I had to doge TWO CIGGAS!! *regression, flashback, pain* I still have the beauty of a burn scar since my last episode with smokers on the dance floor.
Don't burn anyone with a cigarette. It's hot ash hurts. It hurts a lot. It especially hurts when it's left there longer than 2 seconds when the skins starts to melt from the dropped ash that came into contact with it, and as the little nerves start to register "it's hot" on your skin, the ash burns through tiny layer of epidermis and suddenly you brain tells you hand to react because "THAT's FUCKING HOT, AND IT'S EATING MY FLESH AWAY - THE PAIN, THE BURN, THE PANIC".
Ice is good. Better in a drink and not on your hand unless you want the residual alcohol sting...................................................
But also there is a sugar free version of the energising drinkk that gives you winggs and is also good with ice but not too watery. Hey, do you ever notice in those ads that there is a double letter in the slogan text? Keep and eye out for it. And don't leave your sanitary towels near your fish bowl - or those ultra absorbent kitchen wipes. You can just imagine a fish nightmare where his fish bowl is full of bloated tampons and the little strings tickle its gills that are trying to derive oxygen from cotton fibres....... Yuss. The world of advertising is a wacky place. I can't believe I am a consumer. It's the marketing I tell you. I blame the money.
Wow. What a spiffy cool, funkalishous, booty tastical, dancy fancy, dress up, doll up girly fun weekend it is!!
Well the weekend isn't over yet, but started off with a blast of a Friday day and a shocker of a Friday evening......... Or was it the other way round? Yes, it was indeed a decent Friday and a most excellent *retro fever* Friday night out on the town!! One of my friends had a birthday and it was great!! She had fun and we all had fun too ^_^
OOOOOOOOOOOOOH - I found out that I CAN WIN A GAME OF POOL WITH NO SKILL - how you aks? by playing in a pair - there is then only a 50% chance of stuffing up a game with a 25% of actually losing and more of a 75% chance of actually winning - WHICH WE DID!!!!!! and it was a great fun game at that. Please note I didn't do very well in statistics in my college maths class.
And then, we raced to a local swish venue - okay, so it's not that swish anymore, they got cheapie couches now and all the cool seats have gone. Something to do with patrons and spillage of alcohol I reckon. Or cost or something and the drycleaning and the stickiness of drinks which I have mentioned before in one of my earlier posts if you care to read belowwwwww. Yes but anyway we got if for FREE. I have money, we have money, but getting in for free is like the first freebie of the evening and makes everything all the better and then again there is always saving that extra 5-7 dollars which equates to a few beers..... Maybe even 4 beers if you think that a few is actually equal to three and not four although I don't care to make a point to argue of course but there are only 3 types of people in the world - those who can count and those who can't.
Anyway enough of bad jokes!! But it was a great evening with some of the best buddies to hang out with for a eventful and memorable outing!
Now, how about the beetch session? Yuss? Beetch on? okies ^_^
Well, after only one weird mix with a top up of energising drinkk that gives you winggs with a dash of coffee liqueur and a shot of the good ol russian water it was time to hit the dance floor to strut the Tassie two step - also referred to in a previous blog of mine! A little break and a breather from the frenetic two step action and then some more dancing gives way to the onslaught of party goers in the very wee wee hour of the morning. As the other dancers start to get a little tired the faces start to change from normal happy to quite, quite, quite very very very drunk merriment. And then the flailers come along! You know the ones I speak of with venom - the big gesturing arm swinging rotating lunging elbow pumping kinda dancers that only your mother could talk about coz they would be your mother's accquaintances that she knew back in her school days. That was the Hey Day of the twist etc. and all that kinda stuff and bugs - or is that beetles.....? Yuss, you know the kind of people that could take someone's block off with a jive talking elbow thrust that would put Michael Jackson's frequently protruding pelvis to shame. 0_0 This is me with two eyes but I could have easily lost an eye like this 0_X
*eep*
Do you know what your personal space is? Do you know what your comfort zone is? I tell you no one is allowed into my personal space or to breach the comfort zone. I had to try doing the "not caring if I get bumped dance" which was limting my Tassie two steps consisting of 1 feet to the right, 1 feet the left (imperial not metric) to a very very weird and uncomfotable dancing sequence. This was not to continue to be the case. Cigarettes then get involved. Reminds me of those wonderful performers with the rope with fire ball bits at each end that they tassel and swing about in amazing rotating motions oh so effortlessly - but totally NOT - this was random arm flailing, circling ash dropping dancing and to boot I had to doge TWO CIGGAS!! *regression, flashback, pain* I still have the beauty of a burn scar since my last episode with smokers on the dance floor.
Don't burn anyone with a cigarette. It's hot ash hurts. It hurts a lot. It especially hurts when it's left there longer than 2 seconds when the skins starts to melt from the dropped ash that came into contact with it, and as the little nerves start to register "it's hot" on your skin, the ash burns through tiny layer of epidermis and suddenly you brain tells you hand to react because "THAT's FUCKING HOT, AND IT'S EATING MY FLESH AWAY - THE PAIN, THE BURN, THE PANIC".
Ice is good. Better in a drink and not on your hand unless you want the residual alcohol sting...................................................
But also there is a sugar free version of the energising drinkk that gives you winggs and is also good with ice but not too watery. Hey, do you ever notice in those ads that there is a double letter in the slogan text? Keep and eye out for it. And don't leave your sanitary towels near your fish bowl - or those ultra absorbent kitchen wipes. You can just imagine a fish nightmare where his fish bowl is full of bloated tampons and the little strings tickle its gills that are trying to derive oxygen from cotton fibres....... Yuss. The world of advertising is a wacky place. I can't believe I am a consumer. It's the marketing I tell you. I blame the money.
