The video game, Sonic Frontiers has been shown off a little bit recently, with more information of the game to come out throughout the month of June. It looks different, but I’m definitely going to give it a try. I think if the developers did a good job and have some surprises in store, then the game will be worth playing. And if not, well, at least it is still Sonic, which I love.
Sonic Forces, the last 3D Sonic game, was disappointing to me, primarily because of the level design and its lack of challenge. The feeling I had is that I could basically boost through that game, consequence free, and beat it in half an hour. Everything else I thought was fine or better.
Just a while ago , a woman asked for my help at the gas station. As she explained, she was from New Jersey, and they don’t pump their own gas there, which is silly, but why get rid of laws that make you weird, when you can just keep on keeping on?
Anyway, the woman tried to be self sufficient and pump the gas herself, but she ran into a problem–the nozzle wouldn’t fit in her tank! It is fortunate that the diesel fuel nozzle–which is what she was holding–is dummy proof, so that people don’t fuck up there cars (you can fit a non-diesel nozzle into a diesel truck, however).
My first thought is that it is stupid of New Jersey government to not allow people to pump their own gas. Obviously, most other places in the United States are not like New Jersey in this regard. If you know that people are able to pump their own gas, with everywhere else serving as proof of that, why would you not change and join everyone else? Afraid people will drive off with the nozzles still in their vehicles? Could happen, but it doesn’t make New Jersey less retarded for their fueling policy.
As a person, I would be embarrassed to not know how to do a simple thing that everyone around me can do. Sure, it isn’t hard to learn, but that isn’t the point. You’re literally robbed of knowledge and an opportunity to grow by not being allowed to do things for yourself, such as pump your own gas. It makes you weaker–less competitive… More reliant on others when there is no real reason to be.
I started to think about the things that I never learned that were taught to generations prior, and realize just how much they must laugh at the modern average moron who doesn’t know nothing about nothing. If you have an opportunity to teach someone (that you care about) you should do so. Being helpless isn’t cute.
I have a confession… In my own way… I was a bitch. I never wanted to touch raw meat. Today, I held raw beef between my finger tips… and it wasn’t as disgusting as I imagined it’d be. The meat was kinda dry. Not so slimy, not so wet. I had to cut it to make garlic butter steak bites, which I was disappointed to learn I didn’t invent when I got the idea after grilling a steak in butter last week. How were the steak bites? Slightly over cooked, could’ve used more butter… But it was okay.
Some dude started raising his voice to get my attention at the grocery store, you see, the area I’m in has a mask mandate and since I’m not gay, I was not wearing a mask. He acted like he was trying to help me, but I’m always ready to walk. I acted like I was putting my beef away (I was going to walk out but quickly changed my mind), then I walked away from the guy who “had to enforce” the mandate and made my way to the produce section, without wearing a mask. For a very brief moment when checking out, I pulled my neck gaiter over my face, and then it came back down. When I noticed there was a screen between myself and the checkout woman, I decided not to even pretend I cared about the mandate. The moral of the story is that I hate people, because they will fuck you over when some asshole gives the word, and assholes run the world. And they won’t relent.
I think I need to quit greasy foods. Yesterday I got up late, went to Bonchon, and pigged out on Fried Rice with Bulgolgi and 8 chicken wings. It was the lunch menu and it cost me $25. The fries that came with the chicken sucked (IMO), there wasn’t enough bulgolgi in my rice, and the worst thing of all is that I got really tired after I ate and took an unplanned nap in the middle of the day when I already got up late.
I’ve notice before with Bonchon, and with Five Guys, that I often get tired, often get the so-called “itis” after I finish a meal, or in this case meals, a lot of the time when I order carryout I get myself two meals because I’m often still hungry after one…
There was a time when I didn’t much mind cooking. I was even interested in learning how to cook. This was when I was significantly broke and generally had more spare time (I say general only because I haven’t gone to work in weeks, but I still have a job as it turns out).
I’m thinking I need to pump the brakes on treats like Bonchon. I guess I need to buy like, carrots or something, I don’t even know. I hate vegetables, but I also hate everything. That makes picking out food hard. What happened to me?
I’ve gotten used to buying a whole lotta stuff I don’t need, just because I want it, and want access to it. For example, I’ve purchased all 80 currently released volumes of the Case Closed manga. I’ve spent a lot of money on music, anime, comics since last year…
That seems to be coming to a quick end. I likely will not have my current day job after January, and if that is the case, why should I bother working through the holiday season?
Some people are going out of their ways to make my life worse, and others are simply too stupid to not detract from my life experience. It is grating, it is frustrating, and there’s not much I can control.
Nothing lasts forever, I get it, but jeez, does everything have to be so unnecessarily dumb? So predictably terrible? I would like for things to get better for a change, and I’m not talking about the special effects in Hollywood movies…
I bought two copies of Twice’s new album, Formula of Love: O+T=<3 over the past few days. I love it. But I can’t do that anymore. I can’t even splurge on bullshit to distract me from how bullshit everything is these days, because shitty people are going to decide I’m ineligible to work. I wish I had more skills. They’d help with this upcoming job search I’m going to be doing.
I’ve started listening to Mamamoo, a Korean girl (woman) group. I think they’re great, I’ll listen to pop music if they’re the ones making it. And the thing is, is that I can! Korean pop music, as far as I can tell is more marketed, and more available to the West than Japanese music is. I can buy K-Pop music from FYE. I had to import the last couple of Japanese albums I got last month–couldn’t even use iTunes. And don’t get me started on Thai music! If I can’t pay for it digitally, I will never have it… Unless I’m lucky enough to find it on one of those… other sites…
Two things: Piracy is often a better deal; If Americans made the internet, we should be able to easily purchase digital music files via the internet. Get your act together Japan. And thank you Korea Mamamoo.
Reddit is unusable on mobile if you don’t login and I don’t login (although I apparently set up an account in the past). I should view that as a blessing in disguise, but the thing is, the experiences are not equal between the various subreddits. Among the few I would be likely to regularly visit, I can only visit the most faggoty and annoying of them without being completely blocked from browsing by a popup message encouraging me to login–which I will never do. Seriously, the pages I don’t have to login to browse are the ones filled with lame, basic sheep, NPC types, and I’m not joking. Recently, pages I’ve been able to view are now blocked essentially, like the Dick Show subreddit. I can look at the soy-filled Squared Circle, but not the UQ Holder! subreddit, which is for discussion about a manga. It is annoying because the reddit people went out of their way to make their site less functional. I should not be on that platform to begin with, but it really is weird that some pages can be viewed and others can’t.
The worst part is watching people in the real world become more like reddit control freaks who want to control your behavior and have the ability to ban you from life. Typical sheep reddit users are who I imagine would support vaccine passports.
If you’re not an idiot, your probably thinking, “no it isn’t,” or “greater strength is forged in unity, and diversity breeds conflict,” or “fuck outta here with your bullshit brain-dead kiked-out slogans!”
If you are smarter than “not an idiot,” you have already realized that the opening statement of this post is shorthand for “Diversity of Covid jab status is our strength.” The reason for this is simple: when all the idiots who chose to get shot up with their miracle cures for a perpetually mutating corona virus die off, it will be up to the “unvaxxed”, the purebloods, to continue the existence of the human race. When the sheep begin to die off due to complications from their self-induced immune system disorders, complications born of compliance, it will fall onto those who think differently–those who THINK– to live on, to pass down lessons learned from these shitty times to ensure future global psy-ops fail before gaining traction.
Believers of fraudulent Covid authority figures think that massive portions of the population have and will die due to being unvaccinated. They’re idiots and should be ignored and ridiculed, but a part of me does wish mass deaths would occur, just so we could all see who was right, and who was an asshole. The fact that all of the annoying people are still here is proof positive that the whole corona virus narrative was truth-divorced fear mongering. And yet… the idiots still believe. It is a religion, and I’m living in Hell. I can’t ignore that. They wont let me…
Marijuana users are super addicted to the stuff. In my experience.
A couple of days ago, I returned to Maryland from my trip to Los Angeles. I enjoyed my trip. It wasn’t free of bullshit, but it enjoyable nonetheless. As an aside, this is probably my first time using “nonetheless.” And with that, lets start with the good!
I love eating, so it was very fortunate that I was able to eat a good variety of food that I enjoyed. Danishes from a French style bakery; samosas from some Indian place; a great quesadilla that I bought and ate on Manhattan beach; empanadas that I bought and enjoyed on Venice beach; empanadas that I bought and scarfed down at some mall called the Grove; ramen noodles from Little Tokyo… These are all good food memories. The Whataburger that was delivered wasn’t that great, but I didn’t pick that out. What I will take credit for was the Daisy Dukes breakfast that I ate in Louisiana (we also ate Don’s Seafood.) I love breakfast food!
I stayed in a hotel in downtown LA. The area seemed similar to DC and Baltimore in some respects, but what I haven’t found on the east coast that LA has is a Little Tokyo. There are a bunch of cool shops and some restaurants to eat at. I like it. My favorite is probably the bookstore with a lot of Japanese language manga in stock.
Little Tokyo from certain angles appears to be very plain and certainly is more quiet than what I like to refer to as the Mexican market district. There were a lot of stands on the sidewalk, some indoor shopping areas with a lot of individual shops inside, and a lot of seemingly good deals on goods. This was a fun area to walk through on the way to Japland.
What was less fun, but certainly interesting was the trekking through Skid Row my group did, as we got mixed up on our way back to the hotel. I do not like tents and I do not like strung-out weirdos. It was okay.
I went to a couple of beach spots… I went to the Laugh Factory with Craig Robinson as a surprise (music playing) performer… I got driven through Compton… Did some other stuff… I don’t know what to say, it was cool, and I liked being away from my normal routine.
What I did not like was the indoor mask mandate, which went into effect shortly after the trip was booked. My group did not take a direct flight to LA, so when we got stranded (fuck Spirit Airlines) in New Orleans/Kenner, I saw that Louisiana would soon be wearing masks indoor as well. Of course, within a couple of days being back home, our local indoor mask mandates have returned. I wish more people had the balls to resist stupidity…
Speaking of stupidity, I did not like having to show a door guard my room key just to be let into the hotel. Only one of them asked to see, but it was bullshit. And of course the door guard would offer us a mask before we entered the hotel, and naturally I would stop using it as soon as I was inside. I didn’t pay all this money to wear a muzzle over my face, which is why I spent a lot of time at the airport unmasked.
It disturbs me that people all over the country, all over the world can be stupid in the same way. There are areas (that I don’t live in/visit) that are sane and either don’t have, or disregard, mask mandates, but it isn’t enough…
Anyway, I took a trip to Los Angeles for the first time, and I’m glad I did. Returning to your old bullshit is hard after escaping it for a while, so endeavor to live a life free of bullshit. Easier said than done, but whatevs.
It is July 1st, 2021. Gay month is finally over. Yes! Unfortunately, we live in very gay (not Flintstones gay) times, and I don’t see it getting better any time soon. I say this because it is the people who made/allow times to be so horrifically gay, and if enough people had even a lick of sense, things wouldn’t be as apocalyptically gay as they are now. This gayness will make my life so much less pleasant, for trash reasons.
But enough about how people are living in a hell of their own making; let’s talk about what the hell I’m (planning on) making! I am going to make music! The album of the year! I have never studied nor practiced music/instruments… I’ve written no songs… I think poetry is gay and have no appreciation for it… Even so, this is something I must do. I’m lazy and I hate working, but listening back on some shit I worked on will be fun. Being able to say I made an album will be fun. Creating what I want to see in this world, attempting to make a change in society, fighting against the tides of political correctness and soft tyranny will be fun. I have very little to lose so fuck it. Let me do what I know people will say I can’t. Let me create what would get a man fired today. Let me do what I want…
As I write this sentence, it is 16:00 on the east coast of the United States. Tomorrrow, I will be expected to wear an almost gay colored tie-dye, but I have a plan: I will print off a design of my making and iron it on to my under shirt. I might cut the almost-gay shirt so that my design can show through. I’ll have to work fast. I can’t stop to read Case Closed. Can I do it? We’ll find out in the next post.
