10/18/04
My home is now...a toilet.  This past Saturday Aaron and Kricket waged a two-man biological/chemical war (ala Contra) on my apartment and they treated my couch like it was the giant alien brain.  Remember the weekend before when Aaron used and abused my bathroom.  Well now he's moved on to the rest of my apartment...and Kricket joined in.  Those two engaged in an ASS WAR and Kricket came out the victor.  If you compared it to a boxing match it would be like this:  Aaron = Sugar Ray Leonard  and Kricket = George Foreman.  During the course of the fight Aaron threw about 175 punches as opposed to Kricket's 32.  But all of Kricket's punches were POWER punches and they all connected.  Sometimes when Aaron would let one fly, no one would notice.  But we noticed every single bomb Kricket dropped.  Pure 100% Stank Ass.  It's like he has some sort of gland that injects thiols into his stomach and it mixes with his digested food to produce that stench.   Quick chemistry lesson: Thiols, sulfur analogs of alcohols, are sometimes referred to as mercaptans. Those of you that are familiar with stink bombs should know they contain a thiol or at least hydrogen sulfde in a sufficient concentraion.  Thiols are also found in skunk spray and cause the odor of rotten eggs and human waste in general.  Now you know and knowing is half the battle. I've been nursing what I think is bronchitis for the past week or so and that evening took me closer to death than I care to be.  I have now invested in an air sanitizer and I think it's only fair those two buy me some Glade Plug-in Refils.  Honestly I think they both need to go flush their pipes...just nasty.

Saturday also introduced Aaron, Kricket, and me especially to a new classification of trouble-avoidance:
The Flare. You see, on occasion Kricket and Aaron will use each other's actions as "Chaff" to direct a conversation away from something that would embarass them.  All in all, it's harmless.  However the Flare constitues involving a friend (who will become the Flare) in a big 'ol lie that directs the anger or suspicion of a person or significant other towards the Flare like a heat-seeking missile.  Well yours truly got turned into a big, white-hot flare on Saturday and it was not good times.  I won't go into details, but suffice it to say I've got some serious stuff to say to this person next time I see them.  I don't like being abused like that.  Unless I'm going to be compensated somehow.  I am cheap afterall.

Other than the stinkiness and flare up, the weekend was quiet and uneventful.  I picked up
Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door and am quite happy with my purchase.  I was truly torn between Paper Mario and Kingdom Under Fire: The Crusaders.   What decided it for me was that Paper Mario is something different and truly inventive.  While to me, Kingdom Under Fire is like an upgraded D&D version of Dynasty Warriors.  Don't get me wrong, I like hacking and slashing on a large scale, but as to where my money should go I would prefer something new and different.  Unless of course it's Halo 2, KOTOR 2, MechAssault 2, MGS3, or GT4.  Those are cases where more of the same is all good to me.  Speaking of Halo 2...T-Minus 3 weeks and counting.  Which reminds me, we (my friends and I) need to form a Halo 2 Clan and get it registered.  This will actually be the first game I am sure that Aaron, Kricket, and I will play online together over Xbox Live.  We need at least one more person to even it out and we'll be all good.  We can discuss this later on the board.

Well, that's all the craziness from the last week or so.  This week I'm gong to be busy as the Umbrella Corp. (my employer) starts to renovate some of their labs and we have to dispose of certain "organisms" that might get us in trouble.  Then we have to decontaminate the areas before they can do construction.  Gotta prevent the T-virus from escaping after all.  Then Wednesday I have to stay late because there will be a group of high school girls here attending a workshop for Women In Biotechnology and they need someone from the safety department to be around...just in case a zombie shark gets loose or something.  At least I get free pizza out of it.  Free pizza makes it all better.
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