Saturday, January 28, 2006

Dr. Phil's Personality Test

I never really see what the big deal of these kinds of test are, but it seems that people are always interested in my score. So, I figured I'd post the whole thing. It should be noted that I couldn't answer #3 in a totally honest manner, because my answer wasn't there. If I'm sitting down while talking to someone (if I'm not explaining something, just having a conversation), I usually sit with one arm behind my head. If I'm standing, I have my thumbs hanging off my pants pockets, or I'm leaning on something.

PD's Score: 51

Take the test yourself and see what your score will be. You'll need to keep track of your answers, so a pad and pen will be handy.

1. When do you feel your best?

a) in the morning

b) During the afternoon & and early evening!

c) late at night

2. You usually walk...

a) fairly fast, with long steps

b) fairly fast, with little steps

c) less fast head up, looking the world in the face

d) less fast, head down

e) very slowly

3. When talking to people you..

a) stand with your arms folded

b) have your hands clasped

c) have one or both your hands on your hips

d) touch or push the person to whom you are talking

e) play with your ear, touch your chin, or smooth your hair

4. When relaxing, you sit with..

a) your knees bent with your legs neatly side by side

b) your legs crossed

c) your legs stretched out or straight

d) one leg curled under you

5. When something really amuses you, you react with...

a) big appreciated laugh

b) a laugh, but not a loud one

c) a quiet chuckle

d) a sheepish smile

6. When you go to a party or social gathering you...

a) make a loud entrance so everyone notices you

b) make a quiet entrance, looking around for someone you know

c) make the quietest entrance, trying to stay unnoticed

7. You're working very hard, concentrating hard, and you're interrupted......

a) welcome the break

b) feel extremely irritated

c) vary between these two extremes

8. Which of the following colors do you like most?

a) Red or orange

b) black

c) yellow or light blue

d) green

e) dark blue or purple

f) white

g) brown or gray

9. When you are in bed at night, in those last few moments before going to sleep you are....

a) stretched out on your back

b) stretched out face down on your stomach

c) on your side, slightly curled

d) with your head on one arm

e) with your head under the covers

10. You often dream that you are...

a) falling

b) fighting or struggling

c) searching for something or somebody

d) flying or floating

e) you usually have dreamless sleep

f) your dreams are always pleasant


1. (a) 2 (b) 4 (c) 6

2. (a) 6 (b) 4 (c) 7 (d) 2 (e) 1

3. (a) 4 (b) 2 (c) 5 (d) 7 (e) 6

4. (a) 4 (b) 6 (c) 2 (d) 1

5. (a) 6 (b) 4 (c) 3 (d) 5 (e) 2

6. (a) 6 (b) 4 (c) 2

7. (a) 6 (b) 2 (c) 4

8. (a) 6 (b) 7 (c) 5 (d) 4 (e) 3 (f) 2 (g) 1

9. (a) 7 (b) 6 (c) 4 (d) 2 (e) 1

10. (a) 4 (b) 2 (c) 3 (d) 5 (e) 6 (f) 1

Now add up the total number of points.


Others see you as someone they should "handle with care." You're seen as vain, self-centered, and who is extremely dominant. Others may admire you, wishing they could be more like you, but don't always trust you, hesitating to become too deeply involved with you.

51 TO 60 POINTS:

Others see you as an exciting, highly volatile, rather impulsive personality; a natural leader, who's quick to make decisions, though not always the right ones. They see you as bold and adventuresome, someone who will try anything once; someone who takes chances and enjoys an adventure. They enjoy being in your company because of the excitement you radiate.

41 TO 50 POINTS:

Others see you as fresh, lively, charming, amusing, practical, and always interesting; someone who's constantly in the center of attention, but sufficiently well-balanced not to let it go to their head. They also see you as kind, considerate, and understanding; someone who'll always cheer them up and help them out.

31 TO 40 POINTS:

Others see you as sensible, cautious, careful & practical. They see you as clever, gifted, or talented, but modest. Not a person who makes friends too quickly or easily, but someone who's extremely loyal to friends you do make and who expect the same loyalty in return. Those who really get to know you realize it takes a lot to shake your trust in your friends, but equally that it takes you a long time to get over if that trust is ever broken.

21 TO 30 POINTS:

Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy. They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder. It would really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment, expecting you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then, usually decide against it. They think this reaction is caused partly by your car!


People think you are shy, nervous, and indecisive, someone who needs looking after, who always wants someone else to make the decisions & who doesn't want to get involved with anyone or anything! They see you as a worrier who always sees problems that don't exist. Some people think you're boring. Only those who know you well know that you aren't.

Thursday, January 26, 2006

I'm adopted

I've long suspected that very fact. This is just another shred of proof.

First, let me get my first ordeal of yesterday evening out of the way: It had been snowing for two days straight, and the roads sucked. On the way to the nursing home, we ended up in a ditch. I got out, and some guy stopped, and we pushed the car out of the ditch.

Anyway, after this happened and we got to the nursing home, my mother proceeds to tell me about her little experience at the gas station. First, allow me to explain that my mother is insane. No doubt about it. She will NOT pump her own gas. She refuses. She ALWAYS goes to the Full Service pumps. (Which I'm amazed still EXIST.)

She tells me that yesterday she stopped to get gas, and no one would come out to pump her gas. So, she CALLED them from her cell phone, and goes, "Is anyone going to come out and pump my gas?"

And I'm like, "And you can still show you face around in public?"

Monday, January 23, 2006

Define "no"

Since I had the day off today, and didn't really plan on going anywhere, my mother took my car to my brother's shop for it's oil change/tune-up/3000 mile check etc. (For those of you who don't know, my brother is a mechanic and owns his own auto repair shop.)

When my mother got home evening, she declares, "You had NO brakes on that car!"

To which I reply, quite innocently, "But I was stopping..."

She found this quite humorous, which would confuse me if I wasn't dealing with my mother. She, of course, expects me to understand that she means the brakes were quite worse for wear than what is deemed safe. I know she means this of course, but I make no effort to make it known that I know she's simply EXAGGERATING, since I know the greatest way to defeat an exaggerator is to defeat their exaggerations with logic. Works everytime.

Sunday, January 22, 2006

PD's 25 Favorite Quotes

These are in no particular order -- just some of my all time favorite ones. Enjoy!

PaStatDude (7:48:49 PM): the key to safe sex is in the palm of your hand
VAmusclemn (7:49:17 PM): how true how true
VAmusclemn (7:49:24 PM): but what do you do if you have no hands
PaStatDude (7:49:33 PM): pray you can self suck
VAmusclemn (7:50:16 PM): jesus pd

Rippled Edge (10:07:19 PM): yes, my cock will reach spirituality as a flying butterfly
PaStatDude (10:07:39 PM): it sure as hell isn't going to see any moist darkness
Rippled Edge (10:08:00 PM): indeed... it wll prolly get eaten by a spider. =(

PaStatDude (10:28:43 PM): more time for sex, drugs, and rock and roll.
PaStatDude (10:28:49 PM): or in your case, fantasies, skittles, and new wave.
Rippled Edge (10:29:05 PM): -_- sigh

PaStatDude (7:25:11 PM): i want to get her to the point where i can stand outside and watch her look at the door everytime someone comes in seeing if it's me
Rippled Edge (7:25:22 PM): LMFAO

PaStatDude (1:28:07 AM): just don't start going up to ppl announcing you have a boner
Rippled Edge (1:28:24 AM): I HAVE A BONER, LETS PARTY!

VAmusclemn (6:18:05 PM): back
VAmusclemn (6:18:15 PM): i am so tired now
PaStatDude (6:19:28 PM): i could use a nap
VAmusclemn (6:19:44 PM): well gf wanted a little so you know how tired you get afterwards
PaStatDude (6:19:59 PM): o_O
PaStatDude (6:20:06 PM): THAT'S where you went?
VAmusclemn (6:20:10 PM): yeah
VAmusclemn (6:20:29 PM): she started yelling at me and i didn't know why and before i knew it i was on the bed naked
PaStatDude (6:20:41 PM): ROFL

PaStatDude (1:49:00 AM): i hager abnout 5 hotjsodog
Rippled Edge (1:49:07 AM): call jewling
PaStatDude (1:49:15 AM): i tbnienkg tyhe were open yodyas'
Rippled Edge (1:49:31 AM): har ahhhwer tis steveee give me eggwool
PaStatDude (1:49:41 AM): swhe ca n scuk myma egolol

PaStatDude (7:25:07 PM): 533.7 kB/s

Rippled Edge (7:25:13 PM): fuck you

PaStatDude (12:14:21 AM):

Rippled Edge (12:14:25 AM):

PaStatDude (8:34:28 PM): i had an appointment with the optometrist
(8:34:32 PM): ooo
(8:34:34 PM): braces
(8:34:44 PM): optometrist is an eyedoctor you foo

PaStatDude (8:34:45 PM): lol
(8:34:52 PM): oops

PaStatDude (8:05:22 PM): he probably wouldn't have been able to figure out how to pour water out of a boot with instructions on the heel
VAmusclemn (8:05:32 PM): lol

PaStatDude (7:08:36 PM): it would be cool if when you blocked someone
PaStatDude (7:08:43 PM): you could put in a message that would be sent to them
PaStatDude (7:08:45 PM): when they try to IM you
Rippled Edge (7:08:54 PM): INDEED!
Rippled Edge (7:09:42 PM): oh geez, don't start on that fuck

Rippled Edge (7:11:02 PM): that movie blew haunted ass

VAmusclemn (8:08:26 PM): i need to buy something
VAmusclemn (8:08:32 PM): but i don't want to spend any money
PaStatDude (8:08:53 PM): then you need to STEAL something

PaStatDude (11:04:44 PM): ripping Reloaded
PaStatDude (11:05:01 PM): and burning something at the same time. i sense a crash.
PaStatDude (11:05:18 PM): might as well start unextracting a RAR archive too
Rippled Edge (11:05:39 PM): lol

Rippled Edge (6:10:51 PM): u have the bt
Rippled Edge (6:10:53 PM): me can't find

PaStatDude (6:11:15 PM): **PD SENDS BLEACH TORRENT**

PaStatDude (6:11:18 PM): ur lucky
PaStatDude (6:11:20 PM): it was in my recycle bin

Rippled Edge (6:11:32 PM): here's something for you too

Rippled Edge (6:11:41 PM): **CM SENDS GOD MARS TORRENT**

PaStatDude (6:11:48 PM): WHORE
Rippled Edge (6:11:50 PM): lol

PaStatDude (9:36:28 PM): BANNED, PLEASE SEED
Rippled Edge (9:36:31 PM): lol

PaStatDude (8:24:01 PM): -_-
Rippled Edge (8:24:01 PM): -_-
Rippled Edge (8:24:06 PM): exactly

bleed0range (2:29:28 AM): i laughed so hard
(2:29:44 AM): that's what SHE said

bleed0range (12:03:20 AM): well girls didn't trigger that boner
bleed0range (12:03:22 AM): it was one of those
bleed0range (12:03:26 AM): wtf are you so excited about?
bleed0range (12:03:30 AM): type situations
PaStatDude (12:03:33 AM): it was man-triggered!
PaStatDude (12:03:36 AM): LOL
bleed0range (12:03:40 AM): don't you even go there
bleed0range (12:03:42 AM): you sick mother fucker

Stephie says: has it been that long?!

PaStatDude says: yes, it's always been that long

VAmusclemn (5:52:53 PM): i am not that far behind bitch
VAmusclemn (5:53:09 PM): i am asking the gf for a 7800 video card for xmas
PaStatDude (5:53:20 PM): yeah, you just have the Flintstones internet speed
VAmusclemn (5:53:38 PM): your such a douchebag cumswab

Rippled Edge (2:36:41 AM): ma-ma
PaStatDude (2:36:49 AM): *sucking noises*

PaStatDude [4:38 PM]: i put the screenshots i made on the CD too

PaStatDude [4:38 PM]: jpg files

majineric2000 [4:38 PM]: awesome

majineric2000 [4:39 PM]: i got like 5 dicks with the game, i hope i got a good version

majineric2000 [4:39 PM]: discs

majineric2000 [4:39 PM]: opps


PaStatDude [4:39 PM]: worst typo EVER

majineric2000 [4:40 PM]: that was aweful

PaStatDude [4:40 PM]: OMFG

Opee2k3 (12:44:37 AM): sometimes i dont know why i say the shit i do

Opee2k3 (12:44:44 AM): it just comes back to haunt me on your fuck'n quote page

Fun with CSS


Saturday, January 21, 2006

But is it art?

In order to appreciate the art of filmmaking as a whole, I firmly believe in watching movies from every genre, no matter how much pain I end up subjecting myself to. Thus, when a movie comes out that is labeled "groundbreaking", "a new genre", "a new classic", etc, etc, insert your propaganda here, I always make the effort to watch it. Sometimes I'm awarded with a great movie watching experience. Other times I find myself over my head in filmmaking cow dung, as was the case tonight.

Groundbreaking Movie #1 on my list tonight was Brokeback Mountain. Yeah, yeah, I know -- it's a movie about two gays. No shit. Still, given all the good reviews, and all the awards it has won, and the fact that it's supposed to be "groundbreaking", I watched it. Personally, I saw nothing special, unless you consider the story focusing around two gay men, which is something new to Hollywood. The main thing I got out of the story was that you should cherish what you have now, because it might not be there tomorrow. Thanks, I already knew that, and that idea has been covered in many, MANY previous movies in the past 75 years of cinema. I give the movie a half star.

Groundbreaking Movie #2 that I watched tonight, against my better judgement mind you, was Slaughtered Vomit Dolls. Let me get this out of the way right now -- this movie is the biggest piece of crap ever made. It's not scary. It didn't gross me out. It didn't revolt me. It didn't sicken me. It didn't make me laugh. It didn't make me cry. It didn't cause any emotions in me whatsoever, besides the one in my head saying, "I can't believe you just wasted 1 hour of your life on this garbage." The movie is a sad attempt by an amateur filmmaker to make the most gory, disgusting, disturbing, evil, twisted movie ever. He failed more horribly than anyone has ever failed at anything before in the whole existence of mankind. There was no story -- it simply followed the journey of a girl from her adolescence to late teens when she joins a satanic cult and then drowns herself in a bathtub (I applauded that part, because I knew that had to be the end of the movie. Thankfully, I was correct.). People are killed, dismembered, beheaded, hacked up, beaten up, tied up, raped, etc, etc. And the vomiting. Oh yes, the multitudes of vomiting. Vomiting in toilets, on people, on themselves, on severed heads, in severed heads, in a beer mug, then drinking it, then vomiting it out again, and repeat five times. On and on and on for a whole hour and ten minutes. The effects were subpar, almost BAD in my opinion. Not once did the movie actually make me believe that this was actually happening. The director tried to make it scary by using odd camera angles, harsh lighting, and very severe editing to make the video jumpy and bizarre. I think he had to do that, because without totally fucking with the pace of the filming, it would have looked even MORE fake than it already does now. Art? Well, this guy has mastered the art of making the biggest, most worthless, most UNSUBSTANTIAL film of all time. Congratulations! I give this movie a negative absolute zero star.

Friday, January 20, 2006

Stop Signs

Every so often, in a world full of utter assholes, there exists people who are actually cool. They are scarce, timid, and hard to find, but they are out there. Take today for example.

I stopped at Best Buy after work to pick up my DVDs (they were on sale). After that, I needed to stop over at Boscov's and see if they had any shirts I liked (sale there too). I'm driving around the parking lot, and am about to make a left turn into the Boscov's main parking lot. Approaching the opposite stop sign of where I was about to turn was a red Cobalt. I was nearly in front of this car when I noticed he was going REALLY fast, and it didn't look like he was going to stop. Suddenly, he realized what was about to happen, and he slams on the brakes, stopping halfway out onto the road. I'm chuckling to myself as I make the turn, mostly because the look of panic that he had on his face for a few moments was priceless. And I didn't bother stopping or waving or anything, because as close as he came to me, he could see me laughing, so I figured he knew that I wasn't pissed or anything.

So I got into Boscov's, and walk half-way through the store, walking past the side entrance. Two guys come in through that entrance, and I noticed they were looking at me. At first I just thought I was in their line of sight, and I kept walking until the one dude says, "Hey man, sorry I almost hit you."

So I say, "Oh, that was YOU? Don't worry about it. I've done the same thing before." And he goes on his way. The guy was MY age -- early to mid-20's. Someone in my generation with manners? That's a first.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

I love Excel...


Sometimes I even amaze myself. If you know what that does, I'll consider you my equal.

Sunday, January 15, 2006

Lesson learned

Don't buy anyone a cell phone for Christmas. Trust me on this, it's really not worth it. At least not 50% of the time.

On my cell phone plan, I have the option of adding up to 5 lines for $9.99 a month each. My parents were already on my old plan, so I already knew that I would be getting them two new phones for Christmas when I redid my plan. Since I knew that my sister and brother-in-law didn't have cell phones, and that it would probably for them to have them. So I asked my sister before Christmas if she would like me to buy her and Brandon (my brother-in-law) a cell phone, and add them to my plan so they wouldn't have to pay full price for an account of their own. She was quite excited by the prospect, and explained that she never really got a cell phone because she didn't want to go through the whole setting up of an account and etc, so this was perfect. So now I'm excited, because for a change I actually thought up a good gift idea. I told her that the phones would be only $9.99 a month plus all the surcharges that the government fucks us in the ass with, so plan on about $45-$50 a month for both phones. She was like, "Cool."

So Christmas has come and gone, and I got my first cell phone bill of my new account. $228.38. I'm of course a bit puzzled by this, and I start reading through everything to find out why the bill is so much. The first problem was that the media basic packages, which were an extra $9.99 a month for each phone. When I set up the account, I was under the impression that was only $9.99 for all five phones. So, that's a rectifiable issue, and I'm canceling those packages. Next, there's an unknown $9.99 charge on my brother-in-law's phone that is dated BEFORE I EVEN BOUGHT THE MOTHER FUCKER. So, tomorrow I need to call Cingular and have them credit me for that bogus surcharge. Next, there were activation fees on my sister and brother-in-law's phones, which I forgot to mention to my sister. But these are of course only a one-time charge, and won't be on next month's bill at all.

That, however, doesn't change the fact that my sister owes $93.01 for her two phones this month. Needless to say, she no longer thinks of it as a great gift idea. I didn't realize that I had to also play the part of the customer service person who keeps the clients happy. On top of that, on every phone except mine, the voicemail prompt wasn't working. Three SIM cards later, we finally got that issue resolved. It hasn't been a pleasant experience for me, especially considering that NONE of the these problems are with MY phone!

Friday, January 13, 2006

More fun at the supermarket...

I needed a total of 3 things -- ziploc bags, cereal, and some pringles. I get to the checkouts and look around, and my best bet was the self-checkout that had only one woman at it. And she only had 3 items.

Unfortunately, she was a n00b, and really didn't know what she was doing. But finally, she got her shit scanned, swiped her debit card, etc, etc. Before she left, she turns to me and says, "Sorry I took so long..."

To which I replied: "Oh that's okay. Now I know your PIN."

Funniest double-take EVER!

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Retirement Party

So tonight was my Dad's retirement party. This is probably the first time all of my Dad's close friends have been all together since my graduation party in 1999.

My Dad obviously had some idea that a party was being planned, because when he walked in and everyone said "Surprise!", he thanked everyone for coming and then said, "Now, I've prepared a speech for tonight.", and proceeded to pull a roll of toilet paper out of his coat pocket and began unrolling it, reading as he went along, "Thanks.............and good night."

Now, since this party was chock full of beer drinking, sports loving older people, I knew that eventually I was going to get stuck in a sports related conversation before the evening was over. It was inevitable. Sure enough, halfway through the night, someone comes over and says, "You know, that shirt you're wearing is awfully close to being the Cleveland Browns color." (Yes, I did that on purpose to fuck with their minds. My Dad is a Browns fan, in the middle of Steeler country. It's good stuff.) So I said, "True, but I prefer the Steelers." He then asked me who was going to win the game this weekend. It was time to talk out of my ass, which I've become quite good at.

I said, "Well, we've been pretty flat in the first halves lately. What we need to do is put the pressure on in the first quarter and get some sacks. That'll rattle them up a bit, and then we'll have a smooth ride when we start the second half, where we're always strong."

Yep, I know what I'm talking about. Sure.

Then it was time for the toast (shots of Crown Royal all around). We didn't sing "For He's a Jolly Good Fellow", but we came damn near.

I had buffalo chicken strips for dinner (with a side of mozarella sticks). When my strips arrived, I had about a third of my pepsi left. After one bite of those mother fuckers, I thought I was going to die. Holy SHIT were they hot! My mouth was on fire, my esophagus felt like a hole had been burned through it, and I chugged down the last bits of my drink instantly. I waited and waited for the waitress to come over, and she finally did and I ordered another drink. It seemed like HOURS until she finally brought it. She goes, "Sorry, here ya go hon." So I jokingly reply, "Oh sure, you make the guy with the BUFFALO STRIPS wait for his beverage. My lips are melting!" She got a good laugh out of that one.

All in all it was a fun night. My Dad enjoyed himself immensely. Actually, he's still enjoying himself immensely, given that he's not home yet. LOL! My brother is the DD.

Saturday, January 07, 2006


People use different means by which they mark their place in a book they're reading. Some use a bookmark. Others fold the corner of the page over. Still others just turn the book upside down on the place where they left off. Me? I just look at the page number. It seems that everyone I tell this looks at me like I'm crazy. Is it really weird to remember the page number of the book you're reading? Does no one else do this?

If it's been a few MONTHS since I've read the book, I probably won't remember the page number then, but if it's the first time anyone has read the book, it's quite easy to find out where you left off -- the binding of the book will be a bit weaker on the pages that you have read, so you just let the book open itself and it will be close to where you left off.

Friday, January 06, 2006

Helpful tips

Someone who is a professional bartender must ensure that they mix drinks as they are meant to be mixed, as close as possible to the original recipe so that a vast majority of people who order said drink will be happy with their beverage. That is, if they want to keep their job for long.

On the other hand, a person bartending at their own party ensures quite the opposite. For those of you who may not be sure exactly HOW you should be mixing your drinks at your own party (that is, if you bartend at your own parties), allow me to share my general rule of thumb:

After handing the drink to the person, if, after taking a sip, they don't shake uncontrollably, turn to me, and yell, "YOU SON OF A BITCH!" or "YOU BASTARD!", then I DIDN'T MAKE IT CORRECTLY.

Thursday, January 05, 2006

Who's racist?

It's not really a subject to joke about, but who says I'm politically correct? Racism is a touchy subject to discuss, but I'm more or less poking fun at the whiners who have nothing better to do than complain they're being discriminated against. I have nothing against people who actually DO have to deal with this sort of thing for real.

I'm a white male, so of course all the "whiners" in every minority group blames me for discrimination and racial slurs. It's only natural, since I'm in the so-called "majority". What about discrimination against ME?

Homosexuals call me a breeder.
Blacks call me a cracker.
Europeans call me an American. (I guess they think that's an insult. I'll bet they're mostly French. French IS an insult!)
Canadians call me a redneck. (Not that there's anything wrong with that.)
Asians call me hottie. (I wish)

I'm generalizing of course, but the point I'm trying to make is that people need to realize that racism doesn't just mean the majority descriminating against the minority. That's not always the case.

I for one don't resort to racial slurs to insult someone. I stick with the universal term ASSHOLE. It's a great term. ASSHOLE can apply to ANYone, so it's perfectly acceptable. I encourage global use of the word ASSHOLE, it would make the world a better, more happy place to live.

That's all, assholes.

Monday, January 02, 2006

Longest..........24 minutes..........EVER

So I got my exercise room all set up today. After work, I went and bought a nice 13" TV/DVD combo for around $100. Not a bad deal, and it's a Magnavox. Brought it home, dropped it twice on the way in (stupid handles), and set it up. Works great. Then, I burned the anime I planned on watching, and tested it. Amazingly enough, that also worked, and the quality is brilliant. (I'm thoroughly convinced the ONLY reason why it worked was because I was going to use them for something that was going to bring me pain. AKA exercise.) Finally, I carried the exercise machine downstairs into the new exercise room. (I was VERY tempted to consider carrying that fucking thing as tonight's workout, but I didn't.)

How long is 24 minutes? It's really not much. Sitting at my desk, I can watch an episode of anime before I even realize I'm watching anime. Doing it while exercising is a totally different story, let me tell you. A prime example of relativity. By the time I reached the half-way point, my legs were cursing my name and praying for death. I can see why a vast majority of the human race is fat. It's so much easier being fat. You just sit around, watch TV, sleep, it's great. I'm going to keep going, however.

The show I started watching is pretty good, I'm going to continue it. I burned 10 episodes, which will last me up to January 23. I'll encode the rest of the series tonight prolly (26 in total, plus a movie), so that puts me at around March 1. Hopefully by then I'll see if this is going to start doing me any good or not. I can see what's happening here though -- my opinion of this show I'm watching is going to be abnormally low because I'm going to constantly associate it with the TORTURE I'm putting myself through.

"So how is the show?"
"Fucking awful! I feel like shit after I'm done watching it, it's HORRIBLE."

I noticed something amusing though. During the quiet parts of the episode, my pace was really slow. Then, when a fighting scene came up, I was like the Engergizer bunny with a fucking nuclear reactor in the back. Meltdowns included.

Below is a picture of the torture chamber. Enjoy.

Sunday, January 01, 2006

Resolution time...

I'm not one who is really big on making New Year's resolutions -- it's just not something I see as necessary, and it's kind of dumb in my opinion. (If you can't resolve to do something any other time of the year, why do you think you're going to be able to do it in January?)

Nevertheless, I'm going to make one this year. I'm kind of going to be killing two resolutions with one stone here, given what exactly I'm planning. First, I will explain the two problems for which the resolution will be.....resolving.

First -- I work in an office. I sit on my ass all day long, so that really isn't going to be a big help to my physical well-being when I reach the age where my body decides it's time to store fat faster than a hibernating grizzly bear. Therefore, I should really consider some sort of exercise routine before I balloon to 300 pounds and am forced to get a work-from-home job since I will no longer be able to fit through my doorways.

Secondly, I download all this anime, and I haven't even come close to watching even half of it. There are shows that I keep up with on a regular basis, such as Naruto, Bleach, MAR, and several others. But there are many more shows that I am really interested in watching, but I just never get around to it.

Now, for my solution. Going to a gym is really not an option for me, for two main reasons. The major one is that I'm not paying to exercise. I'll go jogging around my neighborhood before I resort to that. The other reason is that I'm not really CLOSE to any gyms or fitness centers. I *do* live in the middle of nowhere, you know.

When my sister-in-law got a new exercise machine, she left her old one in our garage. No one is using it, and there's nothing wrong with it. (The little meter thingy doesn't work, but I wouldn't know what the hell to do with that thing anyway.) I really don't know what the machine is called, but I've tried it out before and it works fine. So, I have the equipment I need.

My plan is to bring it down here and put it in the back room of the basement. Now, the "pros" suggest an exercise regiment of 20 minutes a day, 3 days a week. The normal anime episode is 22-23 minutes long. I think you can see where I'm going with this.

I'm going to go buy me one of those little TVs with the DVD player built right into it, and three days a week I will exercise while watching a full episode of anime. This will guarantee that I will be watching at least 3 episodes a week, 156 episodes a year. Add that to the shows that I normally watch on the weekends, and it's a good schedule.

If I feel that I can go 4 or 5 days a week (or if I think I *need* that many days a week), then that's all the more anime I'll be watching.


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