Hey everybody! Tomorrows mah birfdays, and I gets to work! :D
Today my super cool awesome monkey friend Tamara gave me a sweet gift.

It's the new edition of the Gorillaz's Noodle vinyl figure!
Awesome new cubicle candy.
She's rawr-some.
Also today I ate a deep fried Mars bar from A-Salt and Battery which just adds to the strange things I've consumed at work already..
It looked like poo and tasted like jesus' finest poo!
..last week I also ate emu and crocodile jerky! It was tasty and gave me worms! :D

So anywho. I have too many games to look forward to that are coming up and not enough time in my life to play it. By the time I get a long period off of work I'm sure I will ave accumulated a large pile of unwrapped games waiting for me to explore. Thats stressful. I never liked buying a game until I finished the one I was currently on. It's an OCD sorta thing. It freaks me out. Like leaving the fridge door open and walking away, theres this strange uneasiness I get. I'm a dirty freak.
As of right now I've pre-ordered;
-Rune Factory
-Blue Dragon
-Bioshock
-Super Mario Galaxy
-Super Smash Bros Brawl
And I'm sure Eternal Sonata will be next and when I get my new PC hopefully sometime in the near future I can get back to AOE and pick up the 2 new expansions they are releasing that make my pants wet. I'm an RTS fool.
I am also becoming more and more interested in buying a PS3 as MGS and Little Big Planet continue to wreck havoc on my brain, tearing at my obsession with MGS and pointless little sim games that have unlimited replay value. (Animal Crossing, Sims2, Harvest Moon -no seriously I'm obsessive with these games.)
Other awesome news! Me having a well-paying job and whatnot is finally beginning to show! I finally got my Sidekick 3 in the mail the other day and it's been attached to my face since me and Tamara went on a cell phone retailer rampage adventure, where we ran from cell phone store to cell phone store and demanded goddamn service on our phones or we'd rape them and rape them and rape them until they died.
Long story short I got mine up and running and I want to have sex with it but I can't because it's a machine and that would me machinophelia which is my new word for "to have sexy time with machiney parts".
So for anyone out there really interested in graphic novels, you should pick up the 4 volumes of Flight. It's pretty incredible. It's just 4 thick books filled with a bunch of short stories illustrated by various artists and they all express a different emotion, and at the same time each have a small element of flight in them. I got em all and read em at work when I "take a ride on the Major Doogan Expressway" which is pretty much Pete and I's way of saying take a shit and have a nice private break for yourself.
Pete is a good guy, he's good people, I actually love him, but... he is the most easily made uptight and awkward person I've ever met in my life. You touch him wrong and he acts as if a bomb went off somewhere and he needs to shield his eyes from shrapnel. You say something he's not used to hearing and he'll stare at you like you just raped him in the dirtiest of ways. It's fun to be around him because I'm a pretty uncalled for guy and he doesn't seem to know how to handle it quite yet. Here's a better explanation of him in 1 picture...
I pretty much hate him.
Also since I got that tattoo, which is the first of a 3 piece set of monkeys I wanted to try and get the a little more recognized as my characters on the internet so I whipped up a sweet old school silent film looking screen with my mischievous trio of primates in photoshop last night. It will be on my profile as will alot of other things in the next big update whenever Joe feels like not ruining my life anymore.
And on that note! Work on my birthday! Then off the next day for recoup! Join me will you? For I am losing my teen years to the pointless age of 20...

