|The brief and mystical ventures into uncharted waters
||[Jun. 9th, 2008|07:16 pm]
I don't tell you very much, my dear Livejournal, because there's never very much to tell. Today I cancelled my subscription to World of Warcraft, not because I had a crippling addiction to it, but because I got it in January, played maybe 40 hours of it, and never bothered again after that. I have no idea why I did the six month subscription bit - I saved $12! - but one could argue that I actually lost somewhere in the area of $55 because I didn't actually use the account.|
I have a new "girlfriend" in the form of Anna, with whom I used to work. She abandoned our office so she could do legal work experience, but we still keep in touch. She's like Liz Mk II except she actually responds to my messages. I think she's pretty cool, much moreso than my stalker (but my stalker is a story for less public consumption).
The following anecdote is something that I worry about relaying, given my potential audience, but I'll tell you anyway. Yesterday I caught a train. Some Chinese people also caught this train, and conversed in Mandarin (I think; honestly, I can't tell the difference off the top of my head). There were also three people sitting at the front part of the carriage. At least one of them had a blacked out tooth. They, too, could hear the other passengers talking, and one of them said to his girlfriend "This is Australia, cunt, speak English or fuck off. I'm going to go to China and not speak their language to them. Fucking rude."
I was surprised that there are people who think and talk like this. I mean, really, who gets offended that there are foreign languages? But I really shouldn't be shocked. This is the world that registered "niggerobama.com" as a website (and I honestly can't tell if it's real or satire, I mean ... surely people can't be that stupid? Or perhaps satirists don't have to try any more because frequently people are unwittingly self parodying?). Well, it was charming, I'll tell you that.
The other part of yesterday's adventure involved two guys looking at a poster for Wanted, and one of them saying "Angelina Jole is Wanted! By who I don't know; she's a fucking skank." I felt vaguely better about having gone out after all.
I'll leave you with words that aren't my own. You shouldn't watch this if Nathan Lane or guys in dance belts offend you. Keep in mind, Hillary never campaigned in a dance belt, and that's where she went wrong.
"Cause I've got Tony fever, Mister Nathan Lane!"