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[Sep. 18th, 2008|08:42 pm] |
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My mood is getting all hay wired lately. My bum of a roommate still doesn't have a fucking job and I'm starting to get extremely pissed off at him. Whenever he gets home, I'm having serious discussion about it with him. It is so hard to ask for a bit of responsibility? Get a job, pay bills on time. Damn, its the easiest thing in the world! I got fired once, but I got right back and got a job 6 DAYS later. I have determination, I get whatever I set my mind to.
God, its times like this that I wish I had someone I could hang out with to get my mind off these things. >:/
Anyway, on to something good. There's an annoying kid in my Ju Jitsu class thats like hyped up on sugar and disturbs the class constantly. So we got to learning some advanced throws and I get pitted with him. My reaction?
This:
And I throw him around like a rag doll and make him scream. >8D My instructor showed us an advance move were to get out of a bear hug from behind, you have to get into the right position and throw them over your back. He claimed that its the hardest move to get right because its kinda stylish...I fucking nailed it on the first go! Thats what I'm all about, style! Thats why I loved playing as Dante in DMC4, because he's style, baby! They're teaching me all these advanced moves because I pick up on it so fast. I'm doing some brown belt stuff and I'm still a while belt! Crazy!
And I finally get my Gi on monday. Turns out they can't get their credit card machine to work and that I should write out a check.
I got Castlevania 64 today from ebay. Here's what it looked like when I got it:
http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a24/freakyfox/398e_2.jpg
and here's what it looks like now that I gave it some love and care:
http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a24/freakyfox/000_0265.jpg |
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Your flatmate's a bawbag, the longer he bums around the harder it will be for him to get a job >_> You should give him an ultimatum or something or just throw him out is he making any effort to go out and look for one? (presuming here from "Whenever he gets home, I'm having serious discussion about it" that he's not actually out looking for a job)
what am i chopped liver?
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