We have a new resident living with us here at Unit 95.
We are all really excited.
If any of you think I am being too hard on these guys, I desperately wish that you could see the state of the kitchen right now. Subject C accidentally poured some soup on the counter, and it looks like someone threw up all over the place.
Okay. Yes. I am now an hour or so late. But I was in Brampton at my relatives all day and I forgot to set something up to post in advance. So, here I am - finally home and an hour late - begging your forgiveness.
Happy Birthday Caleb. Let us all celebrate the anniversary of your triumphant escape from your uterine prison.
This is truly a day of days.
Happy Belated Birthday Caleb.
Here is my Friend Code.
Befriend me. 2750-0852-5344
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St. Patrick’s Day was on Friday, March 14th, 2008. Not, as many seem to believe, Monday, March 17th, 2008. The Catholic Church moves the Feast Day of St. Patrick whenever the day falls within Holy Week - the period of time from Palm Sunday up until - but not including - Easter Sunday.
Sorry folks. All that booze should not have been consumed during Holy Week…at least, if you care about that sort of thing.
At least there was that one day where they pretended to care about cleanliness.
I went downstairs this morning to make some toast and noticed the aftermath of their brownie making adventure on Saturday. Apparently, they celebrated Subject B’s birthday a few days early (his actual birthday is tomorrow) and prepared some sort of pork dish and some brownies. If you cannot predict where this is going, I obviously have not painted an accurate picture yet. Yes. There is now - strangely - a huge pile of my dishes with two day old foodstufs crusted on to them that are sitting next to the sink, unwashed, despite the fact that everyone elses stuff appeared to get cleaned.
Interesting. So, I’m not here. My stuff gets used. And I guess I’ll just tidy up after them despite having no benefit from their elaborate (and messy) meal preparation. God…just kill me now…Also, all of my spoons were used by them, and all I have left to eat in this house is oatmeal. So, I’ve been backed into a corner, and I’ll probably have to wash that stuff (since I doubt they ever will).
EDIT: Right after finishing this post, I walked out and noticed that Subject B has one of my spoons sitting in one of his disgusting bowls in his room…Why is it that the only one who actually came prepared to live for four months in a house is the one getting abused here?
Super Smash Bros. Brawl has provided me with a great deal of amusement. I’ve logged a significant number of hours on the game, and so far, I have:
The game is a lot of fun. The only thing that has disappointed me is the online. I played for an hour or so, and the lag ruined the whole experience. It is hard to play a fighting game when your reaction time is hindered by lag. Oh well. Someday, I’ll have a better connection that will hopefully be relatively lag free.
So far, I like a lot of the characters. My top five characters would have to be:
As for the five worst characters:
Seriously, how can anyone play as him? His forward smash is so slow that I’ve only ever connected with it twice. He is sluggish, his specials are worthless, and he seems to be absurdly light and easy to knock around for a character in the heavy class. So, yeah. King Dedede completely blows. The rest of the roster is okay. Even R.O.B. - who I was wary about - is pretty decent. But, whatever. I guess if Sakurai wants to make his own character extremely lame, he can do just that.