PANTS!

So, erm, yeh.

blink-182 are back. I guess I kinda knew something was coming, but didn't think it was really real. I'll just join the mob that are screaming their knickers off that they're back, eh? (:
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Flugelhorn

Bikstarrr.

And so, here we have it, another entry about a messageboard from, and I quote, "some stupid live journal" (from either TDR or Embrace.co.uk millions of years ago). Heh, this LJ's put me through a lot. But anyway.

No, it's not because I don't have the time, because I do.
No, it's not because I've become enamoured with the idea of building a "micronation" with Birdie and/or David, though it would be nice to get that going.
I simply cannot handle it.

I've pushed myself to my absolute limits with this. Made new versions, rewritten old ones, taken it to pieces and put it back together again. I'm thinking fresh start and have new ideas to build on, but why build something up if I know that I'm only going to tear it down again? What is the point of this? Why do I carry on?

For the community, that's why. People like David, Raphaela, Lee, Sav, Moujie, Caitelynne, Henrah, Cody Goggins, Chrissy, Old Gregg (honourable mention for being my one and only mod and having a mangina) and many more, who have tried to keep this going for me, even when I have failed to do so. They have kept it going for me, and for our now defunct "home" of The Rockstar Game. Isn't it only fair that I give something back? Yes.

I must add, TBSG will never be TRSG. Contrary to popular belief (I was quite surprised at how popular this belief was!), I am not Carl Ellis, and I could never create something like that. What I wanted with TBSG was 1. a forum to bring all us TRSG immigrants (and, hopefully, some new users) together, and 2. a new, interesting, worthwhile music game that people could play and enjoy. I attracted a fair amount of TRSG users, but failed to deliver on the game. It's a slight shock to the system that it lasted so many months!

So, to end it or not to end it? That, my friends, is the current big question for me.
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The Party Scene

Writer's Block: Know by Heart

Have you ever thought you knew the words to a song and then been shocked to find out what the lyrics really were? What was the song? Did you like your version better?


Embrace - "Wonder"
Actual : "You were mine, and now you're mine to want"
My version : "You were 9, and now you're 91"

The Verve - "The Drugs Don't Work"
Actual : "The drugs don't work"
My version (and everyone's) : "The trucks don't work"

Erm .... are these better!? :P I wasn't so much "shocked" to find out, but it took me a long time before I realised what the actual words were! (:
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The Party Scene

Writer's Block: Fearsome

The boogeyman, global thermonuclear war, being forced to eat broccoli—there's a lot to be afraid of when you're a kid. What was your biggest childhood fear?


A big large cat named Lodgend who was 29 years old and stole princesses from their bedrooms. Oh yes, and not forgetting the dots. The dots, people! THE DOTS! THEY SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!

Wow. That makes being afraid of showers (to this day) seem neurotypical.
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The Party Scene

Meme bored.

Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.

Millionaire Say

Did I disappoint you, or let you down,
Come back to what you know,
I have, I have you breathing down my neck,
I am the gardener.

Hush, just stop,
One of these girls is doing their own thing,
When it comes to death,
Lovely bones, I never wanna let you go.

Guess now is a good time to tell the truth,
Please die Ana,
And if it hurts this much,
Baby can't you see, I'm calling.

All this talk of getting on,
One day your story will be told,
They say good things come to those who wait,
I kissed a drunk girl.

Ladies and gentlemen,
Love is blind as far as the eye can see,
Our scooter and our sloop, in Ferryland they did lie,
As much I'd like it not to be.


That's actually quite coherent as far as silly meme results go. :\
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KITTENS!

Blunderosity.

I used to post "funny at the time" moments on here, so I will now. In a few years I'll look back and laugh at how pathetic I was in 2009. (:

Lucie : Let's build a snowman!
Bikki : We can make him our best friend, we can name him Bob, or we can name him George, we can make him tall, or we can make him not so tall, SNOWMAN!

Lucie : We could go out there, as long as we put on some willies .... no, wellies ....

Mum : Who's that?
Bikki : Gaskararaf.
Mum : Oh. I didn't recognise him with clothes on.

Remind me never to get dressed quickly again. I had a brill "dressing down" outfit picked out, all monochrome with my checkerboard Vans, my newsprint skinnies, my thin layered white shirt with black hearts, my pinstripe Poizen hoodie and my snow leopard heart/key and ATL necklaces. Perfect, or so it seemed ....
After getting all this on and getting in the car, I realised the stupid mistake I'd made. I hadn't had time to look in the mirror, and notice that I was wearing a thin white shirt with a neon pink Wonderbra!

(We went to the vets to get the kittens' cat flu jabs. We're going back in a week to have them neutered.)
Receptionist : See you next Tuesday!
*Dad and I go outside*
Dad : What did she just call me?

Bikki : Roxy's not in heat yet, but Joshy's a bit amorous. She kicks him off, so he practises on James instead.
Dad : Does James mind?
Bikki : He doesn't seem to .... MY CATS ARE GAY! BOTH OF THEM!
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