Midweek madness
January 13, 2010
Let’s see, http://steamcommunity.com/id/jingquan. So yeah 1hr of gaming everyday, if at all. Goodbye.
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Dead Alone
December 22, 2009
The hardest part drawing this is not thinking about launching the game and start slashing some more zombies. Hang on, I know I’m going to.
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Memento
December 10, 2009
EDIT: I decide to make this one public, I don’t care.
So i watched a movie called Memento and here’s my (unrelated) thoughts…
As usual, I’m sitting here pondering for a good 30mins what’s gonna fill this blank. I wish I can lay my thoughts raw now on the screen in front of me, like swirling liquid in a watertight box, then dress it up with descriptions and structure later. Effortless I reckon, but isn’t what I’m doing now without the typing. Maybe, but a thought is so fragile, anything louder than a whisper it will dissipate. You see that’s why short term memory exist.
(One of the most notorious grammar mistakes is the dash, as in like ’short-term’.)
After a bit of thinking, I’m sure you can call it Short-term memory. The article, as I’m reading as I type, reminds myself of something I kinda of do myself. For instance, you want me to bring you this book tomorrow? Bing. Etched as un-importance then moving on to whatever I’m doing. Perhaps being dismissive is the problem huh, I didn’t search yet. So how about really remembering things, I’m afraid I’m not really good at that either. It’s a little scary to think how I’ve managed to snap out the important stuff in due just like that. I can’t remember anything I’ve unintentionally forget of late. Still it’s a blessing isn’t it, without a lingering ‘goddamn do this or die’ voice in your head.
So you can say I live an blithe life. Yes I guess so, and I don’t wish to think extensively about it, its stressful. Oh hang on, stress =/= pressure. Unlike everyone else who says ’stress’ like Paul Bunyan striding through nettles, to me it probably meant: I fucking hate doing it.
Let’s plot out my short-term memory, it does in fact exist in a separate store.
Level 0 – I don’t care. I assume its gets utterly obliterated upon transmission.
Level 0.2 – Trivia, but I’m listening for now.
Level 1 – Note worthy, stored for future references.
Level 2 – Somewhat important, I remind myself actively.
Level 3 – OMG halp. I can’t get it out of my head. Distractingly active.
Level 4 – I like pies…..and cats.
I know what you’re thinking, wall of text, too long, didn’t read.
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Suger Mill
November 25, 2009
I’ve got some troubles but they won’t last.
I’ m gonna lay right here down in the grass.
And pretty soon my troubles will pass,
cuz I’m in the
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Su-Su-Su, Su-Su-Su, Su-Su-Su-Su-Su-Su
Sugar Mill.
Yesterday it rained in New Orleans.
I heard it also rained in Burger Town.
But not a drop fell on little me,
cuz I’m in the
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Su-Su-Su, Su-Su-Su, Su-Su-Su-Su-Su-Su
Sugar Mill.
I’ve never had a gun that like me some.
I never had a friend that wanted one.
So I’ll just lay back down and laugh at the storm,
cuz I’m in the
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Su-Su-Su, Su-Su-Su, Su-Su-Su-Su-Su-Su
Sugar Mill.
If I had a bottle of pill to pass.
Or a firedoor that is made of steel.
You’ll go away and let me spend,
my life at the
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Su-Su-Su, Su-Su-Su, Su-Su-Su-Su-Su-Su
Sugar Mill.