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**** Boredom!!!  I've been going freaking insane the last couple of days, watching movie after movie.  Sometimes I wonder why my life has this pattern of being in the limelight one month, then the next I feel so bored I start wondering if I'm becoming introverted.

Like take today for instance, the high point of my day was going to 7-11 to get a cuban sandwich and a green tea, then sitting by the ocean by myself eating. Thats all well and good when I want time to be alone.But I am a fiend for "action". If Im not doing something entertaining, why the **** am I doing anything at all???

And as for a dramatic comparison. I met up with a couple of girlfriends a couple of weeks ago who proceeded to take me out to a strip club where a couple of them used to work, we rode there in a stretch Bentley, and we had the VIP tent all to ourselves. We also stayed way past closing drinking till the sun came up, I payed for not one drink and was handed over 40$ in one dollar bills to "shower" one of the dancers on stage just to, how one of my girlfriends put it "Prove she was a whore".

Don't get me wrong I cherish all the crazy ass times in my life so far that I've been able to experience. I just wish my "lifes energy" would pick a path already and stick with it!! Enough with the stock-market esqe waves of joy and boredom!!! **** Is it to much to ask?????

So lets start off by saying "Don't try this at home."

Last weekend I was at a "blind-pig" (read: illegal bar) with a couple of my Navy brothers. We were laughing it up, drinking, and trading stories. One of my buddies who currently is a S.E.A.L just got back from oversea's. While we were chatting it up I noticed this guy across the bar yelling in this woman's face. Well it sure didn't go unnoticed by all of us. The next thing I saw was this idiot pushing this woman. I then turned to my buddies and said

"I'm going to let that go on for about another ten seconds, then I'm goin over there." My brothers were all in uniform, I was not. As soon as I turned from commenting to them I witnessed this P.O.S slap this woman at full force.

I didn't hesitate, I rushed to the other end of the bar stealthly. I came upon the man from the back thinking to myself "You are so done". My left hand shot around his right shoulder landing on his right chest, gripping like the talons of a Hayabusa. At the same time my left shin was exploding behind his right knee like a case of C-4. The combined effect sent him backwards onto the concrete.

From there on it was brutal, very brutal. With the idiot on his back, I turned and focused all 220lbs of my frame to my right knee and dropped it into his sternum. Heard something crack but it didnt register till way later when I re-played it over in my head. Then it was time for the real beating, I must of hit him at least ten times in the face, picking a different target every time I smashed his flesh with my "cement blocks" (read: fist). I saw his cheekbone poking through his skin felt three or four more cracks and flooded his eye-sockets with blood.

What happened next was pure intelligence, my Navy brothers came up behind me and each one took a hold of my limbs and carried me outside with the utmost urgency. We jumped in my buddies Jeep and tore out of the parking lot similar to how f-22 Raptors burn off the deck. If we were there when the Police got there we would have all most deffinately been court marshalled.

The next day I awoke to a swollen hand and a dull pain in the knife side. I went to the emergency room, had an X-ray, and met with the doc. He told me that I have a "Boxers fracture" in my fifth meta-carpal. So here I am now with a cast on.

That's not the worst part, the worst being that my first physical fitness test for the S.E.A.L's was slated for the 18th of December. This injury is going to set me back at least six months! If I'm lucky enough to fully recover. If my hand does not heal correctly I could be banned from Special Warfare.

The moral is thus, pick your battles carefully. For exercising this womans right to chivalry I may have cost myself my career.

If so take this quiz! It will let you know approximately where youll be roasting!

Quiz HERE!

My Results.

Greed:Medium
 Gluttony:Medium
 Wrath:Medium
 Sloth:Low
 Envy:Medium
 Lust:Very High
 Pride:High
 

My dojo is expanding, rapidly.

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OK I just got done playing SMB:TLL (wow thats long). I had the chance to play this a long time sgo when it first came out. But wait a minute you say "Aren't these supposed to be the lost level's?" "Weren't these levels previously unreleased?" well yes and no. Nintendo obviously thought the "lost levels" were way to hard for a normal US audience. And man were they right. I first encountered this game in the USA in an independent video rental shop. Way back when I was still in elementary school. I was in the store with my parents bugging around the NES games for rent when I happened upon this small barely marked box. It said "Super Mario Bros 4" on it. OH **** I felt like I just found the holy grail. I immediately became immersed in the game as much as my 3 day window would let me. I told all my friends at school that I had SMB4 in my possession, I was quickly disseminated for lying by my yard friends. I tried for weeks on end to convince everyone, "Yes there is a SMB4 and yes I did rent it, and yes it does have mushrooms that kill you." Well today I now know why Nintrendo didnt release this in the US.It really is way to hard. If I would of ever got past the first set of stages back in the 80's I really would of went nuts and threw my controller or something irrational like that. I mean come on warps that send you backwards? Immpossible jumps? And of course poisonous mushrooms. Oh yeah and I almost forgot WIND!!!!! This game is still as challenging today as it was when I still had Scooby-doo on my underwear. As technology has evolved we now live in a time of new horizons. I just booted an SNES SMBAS copy up and started to live out those days in the school yard again. Thanx Nintendo.