July 31, 1998

So I was running through my bookmarks discarding the really sucky and/or dead ones and I found this again. I'm sure I've mentioned this before, but Sandra is frickin' hysterical. (And I offer my humble services as an assasain to her against the wicked fools at her college.)

But right now, at this very moment (10:07 pm, for those die-hard fans of time)...I'm waiting for Brian. We're going over to Casa de Baldoz to whup the younguns at Saturn games. I really have such a sad existence. I get my kicks off four-player GoldenEye, and the cool stuff Magneto has to say in the video games.

I'll admit it. I love that danged evil villian. He's just so cool. He's as cool as Cyclops is gay.

But...Brian is here...amazingly close to on time. I'll write more after the Whuppin'.

Well, we went, we played, we conquered. It's funny though...every time someone beats Brian, they cheer for twenty minutes and start screaming taunts in Japanese. ("C'mon Lou, whatsit mean?!") I can't wait until the day they give up on video games and try to fight for real. I will laugh SO hard when Baldoz come out with the Akuma get-up on and whups everyone soundly. Hmmm...who would be what character? Nah, that's too tough. But Brian would have to be Cyclops, for obvious reasons (No...not the gay thing. The one eye thing! Duh!!)

Ann came up with a Pacifist Fighter type of thing...so did a few others. The highlights? Sure.

South Park Street Fighter --

Oh my god! They killed Cammy!!

South Park Duke Nukem --

Duke: Nobody steals our women, and lives!

Cartman: Yeah! Kick Ass!!)

Do I see a pattern here? Nah...

But back to reality...I have no more scho-ol!! I have no more scho-ol! Yep, that's right kids...summer has begun!! In August. Grrr. I hate taking summer classes. It blows sweaty monkeys. Sweaty monkeys with gas.

Now there's an image that's going to stick with me for the day...

Faintly, one can hear Knoler screaming, "Bunghole! Bunghole! Bunghole!!!" as everyone goes into the parking lot.