I suck at blogging.

Yeah, really.

Because I have close to nothing I actually bother talking about and no one bothers visiting this blog anyway, I suck at blogging. Such a revelation. (Actually, I don't suck as much as this guy, but since he gets so much traffic in the first place, I guess that means I still suck.

Something was just released 2 hours before today. Guess what - and all those people who don't have exams to study for are now busy clambering over themselves to get even a touch of the hallowed game that finishes the series that started 6 years ago.

No, I'm not one of them. I don't have a 360.

On a side note, I |-|4t3 1337 5p34k and so does every other sane person who realises that the letters on the keyboard are there for YOU to use (get that in your head, Taylor). I'm not going to bother telling those who use it what its original purpose was for, because general knowledge is something that can be searched for on this very interesting site, so use it.

My blogskin needs to be changed soon. I think people can't find my tagboard, it's such a sad thing - no one tags me anymore. ):. (Maybe it's because no one visits, but no, I'm never going to admit that. Even though it IS true.)

And if you were wondering what I posted all this random stuff for, it's because I haven't blogged for over 20 days and I don't intend to make it a pastime. Don't think you can find juicy anecdotes on my personal life or interesting insights into my daily processes, because I, unlike so many out there, DO NOT TRUST THE INTERNET. It's a f*cking black hole of everything where the difference between a national political website and a pornography palace is the suffix.

I hate blogging, btw.

Random Image of the Day:

Look to the left and you see a yellow wall.

And like the other blog I post on, I do a tour of my house today. Except it's more of a tour of my room because there is more stuff in my room than the entire house (excluding my room) combined.

And so this is what you see when you enter the front door.

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Admittedly not very unusual. Perhaps you thought you would have seen an Xbox or a larger TV or something. But no - that's an aquarium with a very bad record (50% of the fish in it have died in 2 years), and a Flat Bomba. From many, many years ago.

This... is our display "cabinet". Note the St. John's trophies added as an afterthought at the top.

My workstation, where stuff is supposed to get done. Though there's not a lot of space to get stuff done. I need a fourth storage shelf, dammit.

LOVELOVELOVE. Try to identify the website.

SABER. Weird stuff hangs around my desk.

...like a huge assortment of stationery and paraphernalia. Like three combs.

...when did I ever have this thing?

And my sacred haven - all bow down! Not very messy, though. Not very sacred either. A feat of stuff-keeping that my mother had done - that is, until you open the cabinet behind the door. Very ordinary stuff, except for that Naruto poster up on the shelf.

The wall above the bed. Finally something you might expect to find, eh?

The stuff that's on the shelf. Well, most of the display stuff, anyway.

And where my library is. Over $300 of comics, in completely mint condition. I love my shelves.

At this point, I sit down and wonder:
I just wasted 45 minutes of my life taking pictures and posting them online.
...time perfectly spent. xD