JX Valentine

Whee, updated.

And yes, it's terrible. =P I think I shall have to invade anyway, though. =P

I'm fine - I just had MORE exams, and now they are over. Only one more set of exams this year, and I'm done with high school! =D

...oh, and darn you for linking me to, and hence getting me addicted to, Kagerou. =P

o33333333o

-attaches to-

Jax is baaaaaaaaaaaack.

-ominous wiggle-

How far are you on the next chapter of AEM?
*reads MKD*

JESUS CHRIST IT'S A HURRICANE! GET IN THE FLYING AWESOME FOCUS!

Vanilla caramel. Though I think I already told you this before you left. I can't remember. But this information is important, so you get told this again.

Ma'am, I thought you weren't into scat.

One time, I ate warm cheese. XD; Not like cheese that was supposed to be warm. Cheese that was sitting out for a few hours. Methinks that you should be hovering after me with the ":|" to get me to stop eating random things. Though it does make for some amusement.

I did make sure to ask the car dealer (who's name was Andy, I kid you not) how the windshield held up against birds. The wipers will do well enough to wipe bird guts off the windshield.

And...I'm trying to imagine how that party would work...

"This meat is dry and chewy."
"That's why Angel/Novinha joined a monastery! :D"

In the second episode of Adventure, Takeru rides on Gomamon. Like, Gomamon is big enough to carry an eight-year-old child. For hilarity's sake, here's a picture of Jyou's kid standing next to Gomamon. I estimate Norio to be nine/ten-years-old. There is no way he could ride on Gomamon without killing the Digimon.

Jaws sounds painful. *closes legs tightly* *should be shot for this*

I showed the comic to my mom, and she's like "wtf, that's not Ender. He looks like a robot." And yeah, the big head fits the ego. And the hilarity that comes from it.

What are you doing, Ender? You are not a robot! You are a real boy! You don't even have a real gun!

As for the steampunk Disney thing, here's the ONTD link to it. Lots of pictures.

I doubt this is "lengthy". There were no burst of Sims talk or Andy fangirling in it.

Edit: A few things I was reminded of today.

Point A: Remember those cheese curl snacks that share your name that are sold at my work place? Well, there's the crunchy version, and the baked version. Both tell me to enjoy Jax in either crunchy or baked versions. So...which version are you more tasty in? Crunchy? Or baked?

Point B: I was watching Tamers episodes through that LJ community digitalrewrind, and someone made a comment about Terriermon's Momantai saying, and that person used a Bill icon. I had the image of Bill wearing a Terriermon on his head. Then I remembered that it would probably be more likely that Bill would become Terriermon through some experiment. Either way, lulz were had.

Point 3: Every time I watch Adventure 02, or write my fic, and Koushiro appears, I want to slap him. One of my favorite characters is ruined. Why? *sadface*

Point D: I got six more Card books the other day. I have no room for them. I have four copies of Speaker For the Dead! I would ask, "why so many", but the answer is "Card books = happy Astinus". Seriously, I came home from work, and the books were sitting on the counter. A high-pitched "CARD BOOKS!" sounded from me, and I scooped them up, scurrying into my room.

Point E: Many lols at "self-examination". Many. For many reasons.

Point F: What's with people randomly putting things in bold? Is House of Leaves that popular of a book? Or is this another one of those ~*~artistic~*~ tilde things that writers do for some reason not having to do with drugs (or maybe it does...)?

Point G: I fell into a window. :D

I was just about to give a preemptive apology... I feel like I was being too demanding with my last message.

I'm sorry for allowing things to get out of hand. I may not have been entirely clear with my original post, and in retrospect my given definition was slightly askew of yours (like I said, intersecting but not parallel), so I acknowledge the confusion. Hopefully you've done some self-examination on your part and we can move past this and get to the actual writing. =D

I'm a firm believer that no one person is ever fully at fault in any given situation. Due to simply being human, misunderstandings and emotions become involved and things get mucked up.

I will agree to apologize if you agree that we both had misunderstandings and let things get out of hand.

You never apologized to me. You don't deserve it anymore.

Please stop. You're stressing me out more than I have been in a long time, and frankly you're very close to losing all my respect. You've already lost it with others.

It was a mistake. I write out my responses on my own profile beforehand so I can see what the other person wrote. Sometimes I forget I'm still on my own.
Actually, they're all online. All my colleagues are online, my brothers are involved in 4chan and WoW, and my friends, again, are online.
My point in saying that was to illustrate that terms and their meanings change. I've said over and over again that words have meanings that differ from person to person. My definition of trolling, as is of everyone I know, differs from yours.
That's usually the rationale a troll uses. ._.
I never said you were picking on me specifically, just that you chose me to be your whipping boy at this time. Stalking was not implied at all. I said that you were looking for argument, and chose me.
There was no process to our communication. I said something, you made it into a debate when there was no reason to do so, and pushed and pushed it and there's really no point. This is the Internet. Not your college thesis. Bringing out the "big guns" of sources and definitions is only done by someone with something desperate to prove.

Please discontinue. I don't appreciate any of this.

Everyone I know. I can know people outside of the PC community, because this isn't the only place I go to. My brothers, friends, colleagues, and everyone I have run into except for you thinks trolling is as I described. If you were to read up on the history of trolling, you'd find that it originally was not a negative term. As I said before, terms evolve and their meanings change. It may mean something different for me than for you.

My issue isn't that you questioned what I said, but how you did so. You from the very start made it into an argument. It didn't merit an argument.

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Considering you've just accused me again of something I didn't do, insulted me, and borderline patronized me?
You suggested I said you were stalking me. I never said that. I haven't accused you of anything but trolling, while you've called me a liar and put words in my mouth. Hypocritical, much?

Your list is not relevant. Anyone that feels the need to put so much effort into their argument, to go out and find sources and definitions, is clearly overreacting. You're working of flawed logic.

I did apologize to you. I said I hoped we could have future, mutually enjoyable, discussions.

=0 Holy--

Thanks for the birthday wishes! :D

There you are doing it again. You latch onto one definition and completely disregard all others... Language evolves. Words, and their meanings, evolve. Everyone I know and everyone I have encountered, except for you, accepts "trolling" as an attempt to incite others into passionate discussion over trivial things, or significant things but for trivial reasons. My original post was just a simple post, forgotten as soon as it was posted. No one responded to it but you, and only you made a big deal about it. That's trolling.

I'm not antagonizing you. I tried to be intelligent about the entire thing in the Lounge and was perfectly clear at every turn. Instead you repeatedly called me a liar and said I didn't mean what I said I meant. I said my piece, I decided to stop because you weren't getting anywhere, and I offered my apologies to everyone else. You think it's a big enough deal to bring it over here, on my private profile, and I don't want to have it. It's done.

Trolling is described as "with the primary intent of provoking other users into an emotional or disciplinary response"... You're attempting to drive me into an argument that never should have been one in the first place, which is one quality of trolling. No where is trolling described as "stalking", so you just made that up.

The fact that you took this to my profile when I clearly stated the conversation was over is only further evidence of trolling. I will not respond to any of your other points because they're invalid as they have been answered before and are ultimately an attempt at trolling.

Hello there!
It feels already so much more livelier than it did with you gone... ^-^

Not that I'm around much nowadays, because I have to study. It's much easier to keep away when almost all of the people posting in FFL are unknown to me (when did that happen, anyway?).

Anyway, did you have a good time and all?

Why yes I'm still awake at seven in the morning. Why do you ask?

I had just gotten used to you not being here (for a long while, I would find something amusing, think "Must tell Jax!" and then make a frowny face as I remembered that you weren't here), so now that you're back, my mind is "Buhwhuh?"

Though that might be because I'm not sleeping. Maybe.

So...that kind of helps to explain the awkwardness I will be displaying for a while. That and Digimon games. And the fact I lost my sparkle.

I take it you're back from your ... well, whatever you did...?

Because that's my first Men At Work song? And it reminds me of Andy? Though my favorite Men At Work song is "Overkill".

*lurks on MSN forever in a day* Fortunate you're back now. It's my first day off in over a week, and a hurricane might be coming to knock out my power.

I have an entire other post from you to respond to. Will do so tomorrow, so it would be like you never left.

I made a noise like "NNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH."

I missed you, and now want to cling to you forever, and I have many things to tell you. But nyu, I'm a happy little buffalo now.

*hugs*

Unless you aren't back yet, and just like torturing me, you kinky woman you. In that case, no hugs.

I have come to take you. I don't know where I'm taking you, but we're going somewhere.

How have you been, Val? :>