HUZZUH! I HAVE FINISHED THE VM RESPONSE! :D It is, in OpenOffice at 10-point Verdana, just barely at seven pages.
I didn't ramble as much as I wanted to, but ah well. I need to go play the Sims, as you'll find out why at the end of this VM.
Fun fact: I left this open in a tab on Firefox and poked at it until it was done. (Nearly wrote "dead".) Then I decided to write this in OpenOffice to see how long I can go.
Fun fact 2: I wrote most of this when I needed to sleep, so most of it is all "herp durp Andy is lulz Scotty is love herp de derp"
Fun Fact 3: Your birthday presents will come when I fill up my camera again and load up the new pictures. (I nearly wrote "Christmas" presents. Go to bed, Astinus.)
Fun Fact 4: You should read the Foundation series by Isaac Asimov. One of the characters reminds me of Andy. (Then again, everything reminds me of Andy somehow. Like a rock. Not only is he as intelligent as one, he was so damn proud that he dug one up in his front yard. Angel was like "Andy, it's a rock. They are everywhere. :|")
I had scrolled through your other pages of VMs and went "wut?" (and looked that darn adorable too!) at the fact people still call you Xanthine...
Mai. *flees like a turtle*
Mal? Space braces? JAYNE?
I've never even seen that show. Seeing as how I keep finding pretty motivational macros of it, I really really should.
Some day, I'll actually make the time to watch that, and all the movies that I missed, and read all the fanfics that I missed, and stuff. But first, I gotta work to afford my car. (Maybe this is why we work together. You can read the missing Card books as I read/watch...everything. Damn, am I missing out on a lot of the world.)
The one problem, though, with taking forever to respond is that I have topics in this VM that don't even make a lot of sense because of how old they were. But I don't really care. :D
I now feel as if I should always post when I get three hours of sleep and can't move my right arm. It makes for some amusing posts, some of which I'm quite proud of. I can say that parts of that post were removed because I was more insulting than I wanted to be (I had included a line that said "words mean what the dictionary says they mean, not whatever you want it to mean"), but than again, he really lost all hope of me ever liking him the instant he used a passive-aggressive smilie. I mean, that just made him remind me of certain orange sheep and that really hilarious Mary-Sue argument from PFU.
I would continue the argument (I'm sure he did even though I haven't checked the post yet), but I've fallen in love with the anime Chi's Sweet Home, and the more time I spend arguing with people in this fandom means I have less time to watch adorable kittens do adorable kitten things.
Also: Hatrack people are running around thinking Andy's blond. The amount of trouble Card would have saved us all if he had just decided to say "btw, kid's got X-color hair." But, for me, two books that have Andy drawn on the cover have him with red hair. The book that has illustrations in it have his hair shaded dark, so I'm really not sure. (Also, the illustrations make him look Asian. lolwut.)
Popular opinion is that Val's blond, and canon says Peter has dark hair, so really not sure where that leaves Andy.
MAYBE HE'S BALD. :O
Now I have to search through and find all references of his hair. I can only think of two. Darn, this is going to bother me.
OR was inactive, so they all thought that it would be better to combine things to have one inactive subforum than an inactive forum.
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idk. Idk.
It's owned by me. Gods, how much more awesome do you think it can get with the world's most perfect person owning it? (Okay, so arrogance is a fault. I know.) But still, I share the name with the embodiment of the god of neutrality.
Right now the car's just covered in bird crap because of where it's parked in my driveway. It was either parked under a tree or next to my neighbor's yard, and since they randomly throw golf clubs over the fence, I went with the bird crap. Because if I didn't, there would be murder.
I'm quite amused now. One reason because it's you chasing after chickens. The second reason is because this reminds me of how in The Legend of Zelda: A Link To The Past, I would smack the chickens with my sword until a flock of them attacked me until I died. Good times. Good times.
I will mark this down for future reference, and will come up with many new things for us to try.
...
I'll just land on the roof then. How fragile are the roofs? I'll be like a creepy Santa, crawling down the fire escape. Tapping on all the windows going "Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaax!" in a really bad English accent. Adding onto that "I got OSC booooooooooooooooooooks!"
*is amused* So, I'll be driving through a parking lot, looking for a parking space, a long line of traffic behind me. You'll point out a parking space, I jam on the brakes, and we switch seats so you can park the car for me.
But, fortunately, I can actually park now. Somewhat. So let's hope the Flying Awesome Focus can hold up to sparks!
Most awesome way to be fired from my job: failure in using a grocery cart
Grocery cart pile up in aisle five! Oh the humanity!
I've been on various parts of the highway that leads up to Boston, in rush hour traffic. I still had a lot of fun.
My father in the passenger seat, on the other hand, kept yelling "Stop drifting! STOP DRIFTING!" and I'm all happy going "Yay sixty-five miles per hour, let's go faster weeeeeee! :D"
Novinha: So...
Angel: Grrrrrrrr...
Andy: :D? Am I supposed to be turned on or off by this?
For some bizarre reason, the more humorous thing about that to me is Angel in the waiting room. I imagine him reading the pamphlets, his eyes getting wider and wider as he realizes that the world works as normal. And he jumps when Andy's voice floats out of the exam room screaming that the doctor's hands/instruments are cold.
I really need to get off my arse and write this.
Bonzo: This be my corner, bicho.
Dink: *lurks*
Petra: Bean and I share this corner.
Angel: Well, guess I'm just gonna have to crawl on the ceiling.
So...Ceiling Angel, watching Andy play with himself, y/y?
This totally just reminded me of my old days as a ballet dancer before my knees collapsed on me. I had the skin-tight leotards to practice in, and the sparkly little dresses that made me look like I was five-years-old as I pranced around on the stage stretching my body into bizarre little twists.
Just saying.
Now I just use my legs to kick things.
Get used to them, though. If I need to wear rubber gloves, these are the only ones that fit my long, thin fingers and my wide palm. Seriously. I have weird hands.
Why...am I telling you these things? And why...am I abusing the ellipsis? Am I turned on? Or just high?
Tell me about it. I have so many pictures of Andy taken just because he looked pretty. And then I have so many pictures of Scotty that I took just because I love him and there's a picture of him and Orson kissing. WTF.
Which reminds me that one time Angel invited Scotty over to the house, and Scotty (who's just retarded/mentally deficient/stupid) flew to the house on his broomstick. This is amusing because Scotty's house can be seen from Angel's living room. Like, if Scotty jumps out the bedroom window and rolls down a small hill, he'd slam into Angel's house. But no, he had to fly his broomstick to the house that's two feet away. Which is even more amusing because he nearly flew into both Andy and Angel, almost knocking them into the garbage can.
Then Orson came home, and he was all ":D :D :D" at the fact that his brother was over the house. So he fell out of the car and ran over to Scotty just to hug him.
But when Val comes over the house, everyone hides and emos.
The snark is still just as good. And there are still self-inserts, and eleven-year-olds going into a blizzard to save the day while the adults stay inside.
See, I originally read these two blurred together, and lulz were experienced. I was like "Why is she calling me 'Sex of kitten'?" And then I reread it as "sex of food", and that was the end of me being sane.
It happened.
Christ, have I really been a mod for nearly two years?
Were you felt up?
(Seriously. If you're going to break into someone's room to watch them sleep, at least poke their boob or steal their underwear or go through their **** or breathe their hair and wow, this is making me sound like a creeper.)
Oh lord, the whining and emoing this boy went through as a teenager because people were telling him he needed to be straight. Sweet merciful god, even Val was like "Shut up, Ender." And then he proceeded to try and kill himself at the end of Exile for insane reasons that randomly popped up out of nowhere!
... I'm posting my fanfics just because Andy needs to be given normal treatment when possible.
Except for the mpreg. But that's funny.
So...I'm looking for someone who can handle my mother?
No, but this happened. Ender's all like "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE!!!!!!!11" because he can't get at the plate, so he apparently decided slicing a plate through Scotty was a good way to soothe his anger. Scotty was perfectly okay with it, though.
And yes, Scotty sparkles. You can read in a power outage by that boy.
I still have a few more weeks to get to some semblance of "recovered", so nope.
You really should get the Layton games. Layton and his assistant Luke remind me of Andy and Angel. A scene from the game happened as such:
Layton: There's a clue hidden in that broken dirty glass bottle! I don't feel like touching it, though. Luke?
Luke: Okay! :D :D *plays with broken dirty glass*
Plus, Layton constantly wanders around all ":|" and Luke is all ":)" all the time.
Seeing as how none of the foods that he eats in the Sims involves cheese, y.
He would have issues with cheese.
Nope. I swerved into oncoming traffic to avoid that much. Besides, the crows got to most of the bits. The town I live in doesn't pick up roadkill anymore. (Seriously. For some reason, before, my town used to drive around looking for roadkill, pick up the bodies, then paint a little symbol on the road. I'm not sure what was the point behind painting on the road. But now they do nothing, so we have giant crows flying around the neighborhood.)
There are two in Connecticut. Why was I not aware of this before?
... Not like I can eat a lot of pizza anyhow. ;-;
Oh thank god. I would have to smack you if you were shopping in a grocery store and were bothering the little people who work in the store to wipe off your packages of toilet paper. Because, crap, the clean hands that touch the wrapping of your toilet paper that doesn't even touch your arse is the least of your problems. It's the nasty black stuff on the bottom of the garbage bags that we toss into the carts that you need to worry about.
That, and the fact that my coworkers and I used to throw packages of toilet paper at each other in all-out war.
Earlier, my manager and I sat on one of the loading docks and threw peppers at cars on the highway.
Good times. Good times.
Gatorade is effin' nasty. It's way too effin' thick and I have to water it down before I can drink it, otherwise my throat gets sore and my stomach gets achy. The only flavor of Gatorade I can drink without problems is the clear Ice Punch flavor...which my store stopped carrying.
With Powerade, I could actually drink it, though I did prefer the Powerade Zero flavors over the regular flavors. Except for strawberry lemonade. Oh boy! Strawberry lemonade! I love strawberry lemonade!
Why is the "o" button on my keyboard giving me issues?
Anyhow, it's also why I was never a 100% kid. I could never drink Juicy Juice and their damn 100% real fruit juice! It was too thick and too nasty and I could only drink the 25% juice instead.
I'm a 25% kid. :(
One last random thing from the Sims:
Andy and Orson are playing chess. Angel is...I don't know. The following scene happens:
Orson: Holy crap, Dad! Look behind you!
Andy: :O *turns around* What where what?
Orson: *cheats at chess* I am a skilled and clever person!
Andy: *turns around* You're cheating! >:( If you are going to cheat, at least do it intelligently! I'm not falling for that again! >:(
~five minutes later~
Orson: Holy crap, Dad! Look behind you!
Andy: :O *turns around* What where what?
Angel: Why did I marry him? :| (I think it might have to do with the fact that Andy is this flexible. Boy can bend.)
Then I played some more of the Sims, and Andy was just amazing. He got a demotion at his job, came home, and was all :D :D :D. In fact, the little pop-up window that told me he was demoted had his picture in it, and he was all :) :) :) in it.
Then that following night, he proceeded to do this. Remind you of a certain sparkly person?
Ffffffffffffffffffffffff... On Thursday, I had been playing all day because I had nothing better to do. So Andy, Angel, and Orson's house had a week go by because I don't take a lot of pictures of them. Then I moved something on my desk, and my Pokemon Pikachu pedometer thing fell off my desk and landed on the power button to my computer. There went three whole Sim days all to waste, which was like two hours of playing for me.
And I had bought Andy and Angel a karaoke machine! ;-; Angel was doing backflips off it and planting his face suspiciously near Orson's crotch! At least I still have the pictures if not the actual events of those lost days.
It took me this long to actually find out that Val got Andy's nose. She's the only one out of the kids who's got his nose. I'm not sure why I didn't notice that before. It took her telling Orson to eff off and die in a fire before I noticed.
Also, blonde cartoonist you mentioned. I like blondes. Threesome? :D *is dragged out into street and flogged*
(Lulz at OpenOffice thinking that a sentence between two asterisks is supposed to be bold. Also, lulz at me being unable to spell "asterisks". But it was a quarter to six in the morning when I wrote this, and...and...I lost three days of Andy! ;-; And an entire effin' neighborhood! How the heck did that happen? I had built this really great beach lot with a lot of work put into it, and took pictures, and now I have nothing to show for my efforts. This makes me a sad Asty...who can't find the "m" button, dang it.)
I really have no idea what I talked about in this. *pokes it*
