Alternative title: “OH LOL AREN’T I FUNNEH? AREN’T I? Team Rocket?
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Past few days, seemingly without any reason, ants have been in my room. I’ll see one occasionally crawling along my screen, and it goes something like this:
Ant: Sup?
Me: ………*flicks*
And that’s how it’s been for the past few days. I cleaned my room but they were still around, so we’ve been living in harmony. Then tonight, while drinking my Iced Coffee, ants tried getting into it, but I held onto my glass the whole time to stop them. So it was fine, but that was when things went from worse, to worse than worse (ultra worse? megaworse? We need a word for this; an awesome word).
I finished my drink, and got another. I put away the milk, and came back to my desk (yes, I take the stuff to the glass rather than the glass to the stuff. I’m awesome) to find an ant crawling on the glass. I flicked it off and checked the drink, fuelled by my paranoia, to find a dead one floating on top. I’m not going to waste the drink and it’s just one ant, so I grabbed it out, flicked it away, and had a drink. I could still taste ant, so absentmindedly checked the bottom of the glass; revealing four motherfucking dead ants.
Calmly, I got up and sprinted to the sink. Projectile-spat what was in my mouth and tipped out the glass. That should of been the end of it, one crappy bit of luck when it comes to my drink. But no, it actually gets worse.
Still thirsty, I grabbed my glass and went to make another iced coffee. There were three ants sitting on the lid of the iced coffee, chilling out. I flicked them off, annoyed, and put the glass down. At that point, one ant appeared from under the fucking lid. An “oh god” actually escaped my lips, and I opened the bottle and looked under the lid.
I shit you not, ten dead ants. I sniffed the iced coffee; it smelled like ant carcass. I had been drinking ant carcass juice in my iced coffee.
I hate life sometimes.
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I’ve decided that from October 1st until October 8th, I’m going to do something I haven’t done in forever, and spend a week without using my computer, as a way to force myself to do other things.
This means, no games, no Windows Live Messenger, no blogging; pretty much no internet in general. The only time my computer will be on will be to charge up my iPhone or iPod. Apart from that, it will be off and I’ll be investing my time elsewhere (or at least that’s the plan).
The idea is that when I do this I’ll be forced to do things like go outside. I plan to finally go geocaching during this time period, and maybe get a proper exercise system going without this glowing screen distracting me. I recognize that it’s mostly my fault, but I can never get myself motivated when I could easily sit here reading articles and playing Facebook games.
Plans for that week:
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Finally fully clean my room.
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Go geocaching.
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Start planning my novel for NaNoWriMo.
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Get some sort of pattern happening exercise wise.
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Maybe plan some more efficient saving than what I currently do.
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Catch up with friends I don’t see enough.
There’s probably some more that I’ll try to do, but that seems the main part. Has anyone else gone so far as to cut off internet/computer completely to try and get other things done? How’d that work out for you?
Oh, and as an extra bit, I just want to throw out there that I will still be on Twitter; that’s the joy of having an iPhone.
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I’ve always found it funny the way various staples of internet culture get thrust into the spotlight in real life (IRL LMAOROFLCOPTER LOLSAUCE), like when lolcats were introduced to the mainstream (and article writers were jumping onto the “new” trend, which dates back at least three years ago). It’s interesting to see the various ways such memes get used in pop culture, and even occasionally advertising, like in KFC’s attempts to attract more youth employees with it’s employment campaign making use of “text speech” (as featured in the campaigns title U+KFC)
This morning while half asleep, I made the decision to go to the deli down the road and overdose on energy drinks. My drink of choice, Mother, was sold out yet again much to my disapproval. I’ve always wonder if they actually get it in anymore, or just tell me it’s coming Friday to mess with my head. Either way, that’s not what this story is about, despite it being exceptionally uncool. What this story is about is the drink that I found after substituting my primary choice with a large drink bottle sized can of ROCKSTAR (which is disgusting).
Here it is, in all it’s apparently black current powered glory. LOL. I wasn’t sure what to make of it, so when I saw it in the shop’s fridge, all I could do was burst into sporadic laughter. It was the last can on the shelf, so I quickly snatched it up. The sole reason for which was, sadly enough, because I knew I’d want to blog about it (kind of sad, really). The drink itself, while being situated in the same area as the other energy drinks and the can being styled as one, is labelled as having “no bad stuff”, and the nutrition table fails to list anything like caffeine or taurine. However, it does go to mention that it counts for 250% of my recommended daily intake, which does worry me slightly. However, I am willing to sacrifice my already abysmal health to drink this concoction.
I cracked open the can, and while the smell wasn’t nearly as strong as that of Rockstar (which is sitting in front of me for if get the guts to try and drink more of it), I could definitely smell the strong scent of blackcurrent as it wafted out of the can. Bringing it to my lips, I took one big gulp, letting it sit in my mouth for a moment to take in the flavour. At that point, I remembered I don’t like black current.
And so ends this journey; I learned nothing.
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