To Malek: Yes, the blog headings are gonna keep going like that until I run out of lyrics, in which case I'll turn to the original Japanese. If I'm not a Haruhist, I don't know who is.

To everyone else: I'm really done with the anime warnings. Just a general "proceed at your own risk" will be issued, though that should be common procedure when dealing with me.

Anyways. I wanted to watch Ichigo Mashimaro because, well, she's extremely cute. Or whatever. This is going a bit far.

I looked the first episode over, found the distinct lack of likable characters or catchy theme songs to be annoying, and deleted all 1.65 gigs of the stuff. I feel proud of myself for fighting that off. Now I have more space for Kanon. Glorious, heavenly Kanon. This is keeping me alive.

It's legal in Colorado, you shut the hell up.

Video gamery! I played Zelda for about ten hours in the past few days. I think I can feel myself decaying. But it's midterm time, so I've got no homework, and I can think of no better way to relax than by waving a remote like the epileptic I (probably) am and screaming:

"No, damn you! Put the f***in' fish on the f***in' hook and give the damn thing to the damn Yeti!"

Ah, me.

Ahem.

Hey, that's an allegory or something. Or an alliteration. This doesn't bode well for my English midterm.

I started looking over some kick-ass Crysis videos- take your pick- and then decided to upgrade my rig by, er, buying a new one. Mine doesn't like starting up. This one looks awesome. It also looks like a hell of a lot of money.

In response, I have created a new charity based around you giving me money. To donate, give me money.

...

Okay, then. I can see that you're all very enthusiastic about this proposition. Don't worry, it's not at all tax-deductable.

In other news, I've wanted to mention for a while that I read the blogs of pretty much everyone who comments in mine; that I haven't actually commented in many of yours is because I have very little to say. Just wanted you to know, in case you felt like you were screaming into a vacuum or something.

You know.