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Of Birthdays and The Continual March towards Idiocy...

Hello again. Those of you that know me well will already know that today is my Birthday. How I dread that word. It is a continuous reminder that the adage: "The older you are the wiser you get" is a sham, a lie, a cruel hoax. I am no wiser now than I was 10 minutes ago. Where's my level up points? I'm pretty sure that I'm gaining experience points, but there is no momentuous point in time where all of a sudden I get a +12 to my wisdom (preferably accompanied by some glowing effect on my part (if you understood any of that at all, congratulations. You're a geek. Don't worry, it gets worse)). Bah. I feel cheated. It seems that video games have also failed to give me an adequate view on life. *Sigh*. To top it off, I won't even get the birthday present that I promised myself -_-. Y'see, I always get myself a birthday present. An excuse to get myself something, really. I mean, there is no guarantee that I'll get anything I like from family and friends...heck, there isn't any guarantee that I'll get anything 0_o. But I could always count on me to get me something that I really wanted. I somehow always know exactly what I want. It's uncanny, really. But because of the car accident, I now have no extra moolah to spend on me. Life is unexpectedly cruel. And please don't spout any bullshit about how fixing the car up could be my birthday present. What a crock. The car is a means to an end. I mean, I like it an all, but will it keep me warm at night? Stimulate my thoughts? Make me giggle because it is incredibly cool? Make me spend endless hours worrying that I'm not spending enough time with it? The answer, sadly, is no. I need video games for that. Or a girlfriend. But video games are cheaper, and you can play with them any time you want. ^_^. Aaaaahhhh! I want Viewtiful Joe (again, geek speak)! I want Twin Snakes or even F-Zero GX.... But now all my plans have gone up in smoke. Farewell, youth. Farewell, idiosyncracy without guilt. Farewell, my beautiful, beautiful games. I shall weep for you and your unnumbered passing. *Sniff*. By the way, for those of you who were wondering, I'm now 23, unattached and still not desperate...yet. So, ladies...(thinking of something witty to say)...I'm not getting any younger (?). Sorry, that's the best I can do. Can't really be bothered to go fishing.

Speaking of which, head on down over to Teddy's blog, and read that post about censorship (I can't link yet...I tried it a coupla posts back but it didn't work...well, the linking inside posts anyway). More importantly, read the comments on the post (there are two by yours truly). You can get there by accessing the lovely link that I have put up in the corner there by yon...erm...corner. I read everything pertaining to Teddy's post and I have to say that, indeed, some things should not be said. The internet is about freedom, true, but the world is about people. And behind the 'net are people. Now, I understand that it was the Blogger's will, nay, her intent to be hurtful, but I believe there are limits. Maybe I am a little bit biased because I know Maeve personally and I do not know this Justine character, but some things should not be said. Art should never be censored, but that was in no way art. It was just malicious. Anyhoo, that's my two cents on the subject. If anyone was offended by what I had to say...well, no one's twisting your arm to read this, are they? And I don't get paid so I don't really care. But if you feel like you need to say something anyway...well, that's what the leeeetle comment thingy is for. Feel free to use it. I promise to read it with an open mind before I disregard anything that anybody has to say ^_^. Oh, and happy birthday to me. The day's hardly begun and it already feels like it can't get any crappier. Bah.