Alcohol vs Cosplay - I swear I’m not drink driving my Gundam suit, officer.
Usually I write poetry when I’m driving on the Intershitty expressway, but this time the proverbial spring of inspiration has a dead cow floating in it. So, instead of forcing poetry out of my system in some painful and rather messy procedure, I thought I might address a slight niggle that has been unnerving me for the past couple of days. It was prompted by a picture on Facebook, and it essentially shows a comparison between the merits of cosplay and drinking/drug usage/boning each other’s eye sockets out of place as a social hobby, or more importantly, how one of them is much better than the other. Three guesses where the flak goes.
adreamisnotamission asked: 7, 8, 11, 17, 18~
7: Two pop into mind: I Am Giant and Buckethead. The first because they are one of few Kiwi bands that are actually pumping out things other than reggae and generic summery music, and the latter because, despite looking like the standard eclectic guitarist, he can churn out some of the most beautiful guitar work I have ever heard.
8. I still listen to a bit of The Corrs and Shania Twain on occasion, just because I was brought up with them. Recently though, I’ve grown quite fond of Adele.
11. Is “everything” a valid answer? Queen, ABBA, Dr. John, Shania Twain, AC/DC, The Corrs, Ronan Keating, Bee Gees, Dire Straits, Celine Deon, Bo Diddley, Chuck Berry. If it was around, we had at least one CD from each of them.
17. My favourite band changes like the mood swings of a 40yo woman, so this answer is liable to change. So, in the ring at the moment, my favourite just happens to be 2CELLOS. Fantastic band. They really faffed up Smells Like Teen Spirit, though. Dunno what it is about it. Not gritty enough? Eh. Everything else is sublime though.
18. Oh my me. Coldplay. Two words. Mylo. Xyloto. Can we just rewind that entire album and try it again? Please. Give us back the unreleased Justin Bieber best of just so you can give that album a second shot, okay?
Reblogged via jiehsikahhh: I know it aint easy, but it aint hard trying.
Game Over, Man! - Has Doom and Gloom Come All Too Soon?
So one day, the seas rise up and swallow the Earth. The end.
It sounds like an idea from Michael Bay’s head, which is like throwing a brick into a tumble dryer, with much the same outcome. But just like that knockoff Transformers franchise Bay chundered, we revel in the theory all the same, and it all points one way: we hit the high score list on 21 December 2012. Cue groans from the audience. Yeah, the apocalypse thing’s been done—but where did we get this idea from? Is there some grain of reason behind the end-game shenanigans? Should we subscribe to the notions of these doomsayers? Or should we send them back to their room to have a good long think about what they’ve done?
So I haven’t been home in about five days.
Probably because I’ve been sick lately. Immune systems are mighty handy when you know what to do with them. But Emma doesn’t, so what the hoo ha. I’ve been self-exiled from my house so that I don’t accidentally infect anyone with the bubonic plague before they go up to Starship in a couple of days, so then I’ll have the house to myself.
What is happening in my world? Well, I’ve been giving everything a break due to all of the work I’ve been doing over the year. Turns out that after a year of producing OC in the real world, the last thing you want to do is use your Tumblr time to produce OC. Add that to the fact that I don’t really like reblogging things and I’m the official Tumblr creepy stalker. I’ve mostly been filling in you Tumblrites with the work I’ve written over the course of last year and I still have a backlog of poetry that has been unpublished. I suppose I could do that.
Other than that, this month seems to be travel month. So, I have my girlfriend Jess coming up from Jellytown (Christchurch) in the next few days and there will be mad raves to be had. After that is a rambunctious round trip to Wanganui and Palmerston North to see other friends, followed by a 21st in Wellington, as well as using the time to finalise stuff with the flat. If I’ve missed anyone and you happen to be in the general area, you’re better off coming to me because I have less money that the US economy. Zing.
I’ll keep doing what I’ve always done on Tumblr, posting my works and ramblings. It’s just that the last couple of days have been slow in the writing department and for that I have bored my followers slightly. Because since I don’t give you fandoms, all I have are my smouldering good looks and my personality. Ba bum tssh. But I’ll warm up the kettle soon. I’ll find something important to have a go at and then let fire.
Until then, well, have a glass of Chianti and kick up your feet, I guess.
Peace out, yo.
Meanwhile, in the magical land of Steam:
I have vouchers I will never use. On offer is:
All of which I have no money, no debit card and next to no internet. In summary, they will sit in my pocket until they expire.
So. Who wants one? First in best dressed. Steam ID is BROsideon.
reblog if it’s okay for me to go to your ask and make friends with you .
I don’t normally reblog these kind of things, but…

Hey. How are you doing? I noticed you dropped your trousers.
(Source: iamunknownonearth)
Reblogged via adreamisnotamission: A paper town for a paper girl.
This Homestuck wankery can do whatever the hell it wants. I really haven’t seen the harm in it thus far. Taking fandoms and replacing them with their own is a little egotistical, but I’ve let them have it.
But The Road To El Dorado? One of the greatest examples of broliferation in animation?
