Worthless and Weak

Four cool things happened to me today. Let me see if I can remember them all. Ok, in no particular order, here they are:

Occasionally, I will IM somebody who appears active, and they won't respond. Occasionally, I will proceed with a "OMG, you've died at your keyboard" or something like that. Today, I IMed somebody, and they failed to respond. I then began talking about how this person's fingers were broken and how he couldn't type, etc etc. It went on for a while. Then I got bored and went away. When I came back, I noticed his away message was "I'm dead." Naturally, I had to comment some more on it. So, I wrote a few lines, then did something else for a while. Now, I get restless sometimes, and in these times I often go for a walk. So, I grab my hat and go for a trek. (this story actually has a point, so please, keep reading). So, its pretty cold out, and I'm glad I brought my hat. As I was saying this to myself, I see a foolish person who neglected to wear anything other than a baseball cap on his head. However, this foolish person looked tall and big and mean! So I thought to myself "Uh oh, I'm gonna get mugged!" (there are slight embellishments here and there, but most of this story is true). As we get closer, I start to recognize him. As we nearly pass each other (it was dark out, and the moisture in my eyes was freezing), I finally figured out who it was! The very kid I was trying to IM earlier! So, my first thought is "I thought he was dead" Quickly followed by "Uh oh! A zombie, I'm gonna get my brains eaten!" But, fortunately, he did not tackle me to the ground, smash my head open with a large rock, and feast upon the juicy pulp inside. Instead we went through the standard "how's it going" routine that defines so many of our social interactions, including the random running into somebody in the street. Then he says "did you try to IM me earlier?" And so we talked about that, and, it turns out that in fact passed out while he was at the keyboard, and awoke for long enough to post an away message that said "I am dead." Anyway, the cool thing was that when I made comments about how a person didn't respond to me, it was because they were actually unable to type, and not because they hate me, as is usuall. Anyway, he then went into the Marino center to feast upon the human brains contained inside.

The second cool thing is a dialogue between myself and my roommate Seth. Enjoy:

Seth: Who did this song?

Me: Ringo Starr.

pause

Seth: I'm debating on whether to say the completely stupid thing or the kinda stupid thing.

Me: Let's here the completely stupid thing, get it out of our system.

Seth: You mean without the rest of the Monkeys?

I thought that was hilarious. For once Seth, you have justified your existance.


Now, on to the third thing: If you haven't noticed this yet, the title of this blog should be a link to my web page. Now, if you go there (I would recommend right clicking there and selecting the "Open link in new window" option), and go to my links page, you will see a link to Cockeyed.com. Whats important, however, is the text I use in my link, its clearly says "the sixth best web page in the world" on it. Now, go to cockeyed.com, and scroll all the way down. See how at the very right on the bottom line, it says "The sixth-best website in the world" Now, I can prove it if you want me to, but I was the very first person to write this!! ME!!! Rob Cockerham quoted me! Now, I realize that this isn't that big of a deal. Its not like Strongbad answered one of my e-mails, or Sam Brown drew one of my pictures, but it feels nice to see your impact on a somewhat large website.

Finally, a lot of people have been telling me that they actually enjoyed the party last night. To which I respond, bullshit! No way that everybody liked it. Then, after a while I was like "ok, if people want to lie to me to make me feel that they like me, it must mean that they like me." So, I came to that realization. Anyway, now I've come to another realization that its time for me to go to bed. So goodnight!