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i'm as confused as you are, sir. something happens here.
something strange and vague and ambiguous and unpredictable and bizarre and odd and bipolar.
clicks above!

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I am CURRENTLY:
- Reading Catch-22
- Playing Gang Garrison 2
- Listening to the Red Alert 2 soundtrack (because it was completely orgasmic)
- Wondering if I'm either being overly optimistic or pessimistic
- Still using Daily Drop Caps
- Watching mikelat play through Mass Effect 2 and Bioshock 2. He's the most awesome thing I've ever found, I swear.

how is this even possible?!

Monday, August 3, 2009 9:57 PM

I can not be defeated by a fucking number patterns question! The FIRST one! The EASY one!

Especially after I have finished the hardest ones at the back with (near) full marks! HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE?!

I mean, honestly, God, you're just screwing with me, right? Haha it's really funny let's teach this poor bastard a lesson OKAY YES it's funny now can I puhlease just do my question now? :(

The worst thing is that I've probably done the exact same question somewhere else before.

My self-esteem has just shriveled up and dried like a little raisin that no one wants to eat, which is left to sit on a shelf for all eternity until 5 years later, when a cockroach comes to take it away and eats it and dies from FOOD POISONING and then the ants come and eat the cockroach and they all DIE from the same toxic raisin (which is my now non-existent self-esteem) and then the queen ant will be like "omg where is my food i am fucking starving" and then it'll die from STARVATION and then she won't be able to produce eggs of future queens, which won't be able to mate anymore and produce any more ant colonies and then the birds will be all like "oh gosh there seems to be a shortage of food" and resort to cannibalism and then the insects will be like "aww hell yeah they're eating each other" and then proceed to REPRODUCE RAPIDLY and cover the whole world in insects and everyone will be dying or near-dying because of insect-related anxiety disorders and then the world will be OVERRUN by insects who will fight for survival with crudely fashioned weapons (as learnt from the now scared-to-death humans) and then they will kill each other with nukes made from ammonia in the soil and everything in the world will be dead except the oceans and then an octopus will stick a tentacle out of the waters and be all like "oh hey the outside world actually doesn't seem that bad I think i tried hard enough i will be able to walk" and then one billion zillion years later the first octopus will walk on land and it will rule over the earth with an iron tentacle and then they will build huge tripods to house their decaying bodies (evolution prefers the development of the mind over the body) and then they will make a giant telescope and look at Mars and look at an old book of War of the Worlds and be like "oh i love dramatic irony, don't you?" and they will shoot huge rockets at Mars to invade it and 1 year later the tripods will awaken and find that there is absolutely nothing on Mars and they just wasted all their time and now they are stuck on Mars because they did not plan on there not being anything there at all and so they built their little colony on Mars and lived life as it ought to have been lived and for millions and millions of years absolutely nothing happened then another species of humans evolved from the first octopus that walked on land and then the octopuses on mars were like "oh hey let's invade them this time seems fun" and they shot the cannons and a lot of bad things happened because i couldn't do a fucking math question.

THIS. IS. SILLY.