Crash Bandicoot?

So apparently I am getting an original Playstation from my boyfriend for Christmas.  He claims I lack a passion for video games because I was not introduced to the culture correctly at a more tender age.  So his solution? Crash Bandicoot.

Crash Bandicoot is a game that came out in 1996 for the original Playstation platform.  It is about Crash, a 'bandicoot', created by the game's antagonists Doctor Neo Cortex and his henchman Doctor Nitrus Brio.  Crash is on a mission to foil his creators' plot of world domination.  In the meantime he must clean up pollution they cause and also try to save his girlfriend Tawna, a female bandicoot.

In the game Crash can only do three moves: run, jump, and a spin attack.

This I find interesting, I guess I'll have to wait & see what I get under the tree this year! ;]

Call of Duty consumes lives.

So ever since the release of Modern Warfare 2 a couple of weeks ago, I have seen less and less of some of the guys I know on campus.

After trying anf failing miserably in class, I will be steering clear of CoD but I cannot say the same for my boyrfriend and his friends.  Conversations in class or in the cafeteria have recently included many statements similar to "Later, man, we're completing all of Echo.." or "DUDE, SPEC-OPS." 

This kind of talk goes completely over my head.  When I watch anyone play the game, especially when being played by more than one player at a time in the same room, I just witness the strategies being laid out.  These guys will plan out meticulous attack and defense strategies that show me critical thinking skills that I previously didn't think any of them possessed.  It makes me wonder what they could accomplish if they put those tactics to work in other aspects of their daily lives? Hm.

Wii!

So this past week in class we had game day.  The class divided into two room: one with an Xbox and the other with a Wii.  Most of the avid gamers ran next door to the Xbox room to play the new Call of Duty which has been consuming lives since its recent release.

I, however, stayed in the room with the Wii.  I have had very limited experience with video game systems, especially the Wii.  I had played Wii bowling and boxing MAYBE once a couple of years ago. This time around, we took turns playing different games found in Wii Sports Resort.  I watched a couple of my classmates play the Waterskiing game and it was very amusing.  Other students played an Archery game, which I knew I would be terrible at.  As I sat there, I felt like the poor student in math class dreading his turn up at the board for fear of being terribly wrong.  However, I lucked out and by the time it was my turn to play the magnificent game of Wii Swordfighting was up on the screen.  I had a feeling this game would actually be fun and a healthy way to channel out my frustration of being terrible at playing video games in general.  I played a few of my classmaytes and suffered losses as well as experienced triumphs.  This is a game I actually hope to play gain in the near future, I even broke a sweat.

UPDATE: I have succeeded in smuggling my friend's Wii system into my apartment and am about to go set i up to play some games I don't fail miserably at...

Womb Raider

So my highly anticipated halloween costume turned out to be almost all I hoped it would be.  Womb Raider manifested herself twice this halloween season fully strapped with hand gun and baby dolls.  I was only disappointed in my hunt for baby dolls of multiple ethnicities.  I went into multiple stores across the island and could only find a minimal selection of caucasian baby dolls.  I was so sure I would be able to easily get my hands on an African baby as well as an Asian baby doll in order to realistically portray Madamn Jolie and her diverse group of adopted children.

For those curious as to the final outcome:

 

Sadly I could only represent the biological twins.  

Fail.

SO due to forgetfulness && shotty internet connection in my apartment, I have had a lapse in postings..I am currently typing from my parents' home computer, sweet.

SO new in my gaming world: I have officially purchased my first video game! Even better is that it's Batman: Arkham Asylum.<3 

I am still not passed the first parts of the game however, because I am atrocious and ignorant when it comes to console game play.  I am lost when I have someone over my shoulder playing backseat gamer yelling things like "PRESS X, NOW A, DOWN TWICE . .WHAT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING C'MON!!"

=(

I'm sorry, I suck.  No other way to sugarcoat it, I am a crazy novice to all of this.  I am going to try though, because it's a skill so many my age have to a certain degree, I may as well at least attempt to be a semi-mediocre player. If I can only be so lucky..

The game itself it awesome though. I can't critique it how others can because I don't know enough about games to make such distinctions.  I can just say it has an interesting back story, characters I have always loved, and insanely good graphics attached to the dark allure of the game.


I'm going to go back to my apartment now, & try to play for a few. ;]

P.S. Batman is super jacked.

Hallow's Eve is A Comin'

Every year I like to put a good amount of thought into my halloween costume.  This year I've been brainstorming and might just addorn myself with a video-game inspired look.  There are two ideas I've been entertaining, but I'm still not sure which one is better.
While surfing the web, I cam across a website with all sorts of costume accessories.  One thing that caught my eye was this wig: http://www.pierresilber.com/redwigs2.html which could help me transform myself into a living Guitar Hero.  If you've ever noticed, the characters in the game are colorful and dressed ridiculously.  I feel it might be appropriate to make myself up as such since 70% of all the down time in my apartment seems to be taken up by my friends playing Guitar Hero or Rock Band.

Idea number two is more cliche: Lara Croft.  This makes me want to give the traditional costume a little twist.  If I can come up with a way to put this together properly, I'll make myself a hybrid costume based on the Lara Croft character and Octomom.  Angelina Jolie has six* children thus far, so she's well on her way to dethroning the infamous Octomom anyway.  I'll have to gather a bunch of baby dolls, lip plumping gloss, and a couple gun holsters to become the Womb Raider...

*I actually had to look up how many children she has: "Brad and Angelina have 6 children: Maddox Chivan, Zahara Marley, Pax Thien, Shiloh Nouvel and their new set of twins; the boy Knox Leon and the girl Vivienne Marcheline. "  Thank you WikiAnswers!

So I'm starting to think that video games can inspire aa number of things, first my friend's tattoos and now my future costume.  We'll see in a couple weeks what I can put together. ;]

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Video Games as Body Art?

Two popular items of young culture these days: video games & tattoos

Have you ever seen them combined?

I have a best friend named Skye.  These are two of her seven tattoos, with more to come.  However, I thought it was interesting that although not a huge video game fan herself, two of the designs she chose to permanently mark her body with are from popular video games.

The first is the star from Mario.  These cute little tokens, when attained in many of the Mario games including Super Mario Bros. series and the Mario Kart series, provide the player with temporary invincibility.  This saves the user from harmful projectiles and enemnies while also increasing the player's speed greatly.  Certain great dangers however, such as lava, and falling, the player is still suceptible to making him/her not completely invulnerable.

The second design here, but in reality Skye's first tattoo, is a winged mixtape design.  It is not as obvious as the close-up shot of her ankle tat, but you can still clearly see the design on her hip in the photo.  Skye has always been a music junkie, and has been a sucker for mixed tapes/CDs for as long as she can remember.  It is pretty simple to understand why she chose a cassette tape design with wings over a compact disc.  It doesn't make for as cute of a tattoo,  and cassettes are more symbolic of the personalized music mix. 

After settling on this, she took her idea to the tattoo parlor.  When asked to draw it up, the artist's easiest mental reference for a design was from the popular video game, Guitar Hero.  If you don't know what I'm talking about, think about what you see on the loading screen after choosing a song.  It's a fact or random statement about life as a performing musician along with a moving graphic which in many cases is the winged cassette tape.  He drew this design for her, and she was pleased with it.

Personally, I love all of her tattoos. But my question is: have video games become such an integral part of our culture that it is now commonly acceptable for designs relating to them to be tattoo ideas?  I know tattoos commonly come from religion, art, ethnic heritage, music, and even movies & comics.  But the thought that something from a video game can be adapted in a way that one willingly tattoos the design on their body forever is an interesting thought, maybe even debate.  Can a tattoo idea taken from a game ever be taken seriously?  Do you feel that one can find personal meaning and significance in a design adapted from a video game? 

Perils of Pauline

So I've been in this videogame class for a good 3 weeks now & I'm enjoying the many different aspects of it. One minute detail specifically caught my attention recently. While reviewing a chapter from the text, we came upon the section that touched on the importance of Donkey Kong to the video game world. Not only was the game's original name supposed to be "Stubborn Gorilla" (imagine how lame? thankfully it was given the symbolic catchy title instead) but also I learned that the damsel that Donkey Kong himself kidnaps from the carpenter AKA "jumpman" (as he was oringinally known) is conveniently named Pauline! My name is highly uncommon so any usage of it anywhere gets me overly excited.

Also ironic: she's had all of my hair colors in successive order, including present day.

My goal for this week: find the original Donkey Kong and witness Pauline in glorious 2D action.

This is quoted from on online site that specializes in retro gaming needs known as 'The Basement Arcade.'  It's referring to the original game but I kind of take offense towards the end here...

"The plot is simple, a Kong like character steals a small carpenter's girlfriend while working on an unfinished building. The carpenter pursues Kong up the building to rescue his girlfriend who unfortunately has the very unglamorous name of Pauline. "

I will find this game this week, & save myself..

Do I Have a Best Game Ever?

I can't say, but I do know what game became an obsession at one point in my life: The Sims.

There were 8 original versions, but I tapered out of the obsession after the fourth expansion pack. I've been told the newer Sims games are awesome, but I could never get over the originals.

This game would consume my existence for hours at a clip everyday if I think back on myself a few years ago. I would obsess over creating myself, my friends, my family, and any random characters my mind could fathom all for the satisfaction of concocting their stories. It's weird how playing simulated life can captivate a person and distract him from his actual life's activities.

The game would even be played by me && friends at sleepovers because it was always funny to control each other's characters and laugh at the Sims' actions or at which ones failed && succeeded in the simulated world.

The most intriguing part of the game, at least for those who suffer from dementia like myself .. would be the death of your Sim. Sims do not die naturally in the game, so choices you make are the only driving factors to a Sim's demise. Whoever used to morally debate the old video game Death Race with the stick figures would shudder at the thought of my friends giggling at any scenario discussed on THIS interesting site about how to kill your Sim in a number of ways.

http://compsimgames.about.com/cs/thesims/a/howtokillasim.htm

I forgot how enjoyable this game was, && just how great it is at passing time. I hope I don't find my C-D ROMs when it comes around time for midterms..=|

Status: n00b.

n00b: [newb]

n.

-A inexperienced and/or ignorant or unskilled person. Especially used in computer games.

Haha that n00b got pwned.

(I apologize for the implied abbreviated expletives)

As a communications major with only a limited time as an undergrad here at St. John's University, I am trying to take courses that are both enjoyable and enriching. Currently, one of my fall '09 semester courses is entitled: Video Games and Gaming. For most my age, this may seem like a walk in the park type course. Others have even mocked me for it,claiming they would take it for no credit whatsoever.
Personally, neither of these statements can apply for me because I am walking into this class as if it were a class on 14th century Romanian pottery...I know close to nothing about the video gaming culture and always need to be babied when trying to hold a console controller. My deepest field experience up until this point in my life has been with Pokemon Yellow on my purple GameBoy Color back in my schoolyard days.
Having so many close friends who dwarf me in skill and expertise for video games from years of playing, it may even seem strange or pathetic. I am taking this class because I finally think it's time to be enlightened, as video games are such a staple in my generation's lifestyle these days. This should be interesting...

P.S. I am most intrigued with gamer "speak" at the moment. Hearing terms like "PWN" and "n00b" make me feel how my mother must feel when she attempts to text message. It's a weird feeling being on the outside of these sort of things when you're still a teenager. I'm going to text Momma && let her know I feel her pain..<3

Final Project!

My final project topic was the Threats to the Future of American Muscle Cars. I just felt I should post my paper:

As a young American citizen, I feel that muscle cars have been a glorious tradition of this nation since their invention during the mid 20th century. This began with the introduction of the innovative and powerful high-compression overhead valve V8 engine found in the 1949 Oldsmobile Rocket 88. The trend grew in response to the public’s increasing interest in speed and power and more car manufacturers unveiled numerous car models competing to be more powerful, while maintaining good handling. They are powerful, gallant, and ostensible tributes to proud American design and ingenuity. However, with the current dismal economic situation and worldwide call for environmental reform, there are many threats to their future.
The prices of muscle cars increased along with the addition of insurance surcharges to their costs as engine sizes grew to compensate for greater vehicle size and more optional equipment, therefore requiring more power to maintain performance. This began around the same time that efforts, some led by Ralph Nader, were made to combat air pollution and OPEC placed an embargo on oil in the early 1970s, leading to price controls and rationing of gasoline. After the Clean Air Act was passed in 1970, octane levels of fuel dropped as tetraethyl lead was removed as a valve lubricant and unleaded gasoline was phased in. Horsepower decreased as engine compression ratios were reduced. All of these factors cannibalized the consumer market for such vehicles and many muscle car models were discontinued.
Even after the revival of American muscle in the 1980s, the market has now been competing with the increasing number of foreign import vehicles in the US. Foreign cars, particularly Japanese manufactured, are more compact in size, weigh less, and get more miles to the gallon. This, along with their more affordable prices, has made them widespread in America today. In my opinion, they’re plain and basic-looking. I enjoy driving a vehicle that stands out in a parking lot.
The real scare for the future of these beauties will be seen with the consequences of the recent government bailout of two of the three major car manufacturers. The government shelled out approximately a whopping 25 billion dollars to General Motors and Chrysler. Ford, on the other hand, refused a bailout and instead has been utilizing every financial resource the Ford family has to save the company itself. I feel this shows how amazing Ford is, and yes I am biased because I drive a mustang.
All of the car manufacturers have been working towards greater development of fuel-efficient and battery-powered vehicles to compete with the global market. I simply hope that these recent bailouts don’t force production restrictions on the car makers, possibly jeopardizing any chances of my children being able to one day drive all-American cars. I have seen the “smart car” and loathe it. I also cannot see myself one day having to go to what was once a gas station to plug in my stupid looking electrical car to charge it.
I own a muscle car, and I love my muscle car. I feel that although disputed on the fact of whether or not it hurts the environment, it is my American right to own and operate such a vehicle. If we can purchase cigarettes, alcohol, and fast food, all of which produce ill effects to our health that we are well aware of: we should be able to purchase awesome cars that might be doing something similar. I personally don’t believe in global warming, or going green in general, but that’s another story. I just don’t want to see the glorious American muscle car become extinct like the dinosaurs whose fossil fuel we use to power their triumphant engines.




A wise man (random dra racer from Fast & the Furious 4) once said, "Muscle always wins over import . . " after Dom Toretto smoked Brian O'Conner in the Fast & the Furious 4 by beating O'Conner's exotic import car in a street race with his amazing 1970s Chevrolet Chevelle SS 434. Loves it.

Music As a Weapon

There's nothing like a great show to make you feel alive again. Last night I was lucky enough to see Disturbed and Killswitch Engage at the Izod Center in New Jersey. I love nothing more than the gathering of the most degenerate humans on earth at every metal show I attend. Only 10% of metal fans are female, but I feel at home at these sort of concerts. There is no better, more uplifting feeling that hearing a great band play live on stage, especially if it's the first time you're seeing them. In this case, I have seen both of these bands before but they're both amazing enough to see over and over again.

In case anyone isn't aware, frustration, grief, and stress are alleviated in no better way than by being in a mosh pit. I got to push a kid wearing joker makeup. It was glorious, but I got my karma when a 200 pound man was dropped onto my head while crowdsurfing. I felt like I had just sniffed a gallon tub of white out and nearly passed out.

It was all worth it.

Reunited & it feels so good.

I feel like I just got back together with an ex that I had badly scorned. She's forgiven me and after six and a half weeks I finally have my Chelsea back!

I was convinced that I'd forgotten how to drive but all is well. Now I'm still adjusting to actually having a means of transportation and not being stuck up on this hill all the time.

I'm starting to think that spring is Car crash season. I can use both of my hands to tally up the people that I know who have ruined their cars in the past couple months. If I were to try and count those plus people who have just been PART of a car accident, I would need my toes too.

So now I'm waiting for the weather to steadily get nice, and stay nice. In the mean time, you can see me driving like a grandma. No way I'm going to strike out 'cause 3rd time crashing your car is definitely not a charm.

What a Week.

So this has been quite the week if I can say so myself.

Monday began pretty normal, class .. hanging out .. my unconventional evening class had a suitably unconventional guest speaker which made the class very laid back and enjoyable .. until I receieved a phone call from my best friend Skye.

She was sobbing when I answered and when she was finally able to compose herself to tell me what was wrong, she broke it to me that our childhood friend Arthur, along with his entire family, had been in a horrific highway car crash which claimed the like of his younger teen sister, Regina.

Needless to say this changed the mood of everything for me, && the rest of the day was white noise. If you google "Regina Kriklivy" her name is mentioned on numbers of sites and blogs with stories on the crash. After glancing through the first page of results I began to feel ill.

http://www.nj.com/news/ledger/morris/index.ssf?/base/news-5/123847305689840.xml&coll=1

Her wake was Tuesday night in Brooklyn. About 500 people were gathered in what is the biggest funeral hall I have ever been in. This girl was loved, and with good reason. She was beautiful inside and out. It hurt so much to see her brother, my friend, in pure agony as he sobbed over the casket of his little sister. I hate when guys cry.

He gave a touching eulogy and then left the mic open to the rest of us. A few minutes went by with no takers, so I decided to break the ice. I said my few words, mentioning how amazing it was to see this many people gathered to pay their respects, and stepped down. After this a few others took the stand to do the same. I was surprised at myself, but glad I did it.

The next day was a complete turnaround. I got to do my favorite thing in the world, go to a show! I went to Irving Plaza with some of my pledge sisters to see A Day to Rememeber, Emarosa, the Devil Wears Prada, & Miss May I. It was an intense night of headbanging, pushing, tossing, moshing, && crowd surfing. I loved every second of it.

Now I'm awaiting tomorrow afternoon to get away with the girls again, this time for an entire weekend to the Poconos. Oh my.

Random

So I was out late on Friday, and on my way home noticed how pretty the Verrazano looked. I have always be mesmorized by it whenever it's all lit up. When a few minutes after 3AM had passed, I looked again and noticed it was OUT. The only lights on were the two red fog lights on each tower. It was so strange.

Last night I went for a jog along Grymes Hill where there's a spectacular view of the bridge. The same thing happened, the bridge looked like a diamond necklace one minute, then was dim the next.

This makes me wonder? What are the reasons for turning the lights on and off? It's just something I would like to know..

A Heads Up Please?

I hate situations like today. I come in to work early for my shift to be polite to the girl working before me. This allows her to leave early. Sweet, work is going well and it's almost time for me to leave. One problem: The night shift girl is running late .. really late.
After a few unanswered calls and another hour pass, I realize this girl is not coming in. Although I had schoolwork to finish I begrudgingly agree to stay because I NEED the money(see car accident photo in earlier post).
I wind up staying until midnight, which usually isn't a problem because I stay up late any given night of the week. I just wish she had KINDLY foretold me that she was not going to work. I would have reluctantly agreed to cover her shift, but hey .. maybe I'm too demanding.

This is how I feel about many situations: JUST THROW ME A BONE HERE. I won't get mad if you cut me off on the highway, IF YOU SIGNAL FIRST. This also relates back to an earlier post I made about my guy troubles, where I requested to be kept in the loop. If you have a change of heart, or are about to cheat .. just let a girl know what's up. I can't change how people are, but it would sure as hell make things a lot simpler for people like me who prefer not to suck. 0_o

Is the housewife extinct?

It seems today that the societal norm is for everyone and their mother to go to college and then go out into the workforce. My entire generation is doing its best to do so because it's just the way it is these days. When my parents were my age, college was something that only some attended and a diploma actually DISTINGUISHED you from the masses when trying to land a career. Now with the economy as it is and every Tom, Dick, & Henrietta getting their Bachelor's Degree, a college diploma seems to be as common as graduating high school.

Within the adult community I see most families have both parents working and women need their careers just as much as men do. My family seems to be a rare breed with only one parent working (ironically my mother) leaving the other to tend to the household.

But if my grandmother was a housewife, and her mother before her the same .. how is it that in less than half a century the social structure of the American family could change so much?!

Now, I'm a chick so obviously I'm all for women empowering themselves and making it in the corporate world .. but I also have all the respect in the world for the good old-fashioned stay-at-home mom. I think having a parent home, in my case it was my dad, really makes an impact on a child's experience growing up. It makes for such a more nuturing environment, and I do take pity on those kids who were enrolled in Day Care programs and had babysitters since before they could walk. It's as if the third parties are doing more work raising the child than the parents themselves.

Anyways, the reason this issue came to mind is becuase of my roommate. She's from the south and has been a good student all her life. After graduationg a prestigious, all-girls, private high school in her hometown and now coming to St. John's UniversAity for over half a year now .. she has decided that school may not be for her. An "A" student considering dropping out? Her reasoning is that she hopes to be a mother and wife for the rest of her life and doesn't have any real career-oriented goals for her future. If she could have it her way she would be home in Texas married and raising a family the traditional way.

When I mention this to anyone they simply think I'm joking or call her crazy for having such ambitions .. or what some would say "lack of" ambitions. However, it is simply unsettling for me that it seems people no longer think of a stay-at-home mom as a possibility anymore. What was the norm for our parents is not even a contemporary consideration for us. It makes me think how less family time affects those raised in such situations.

Most may say my roommate is making a huge mistake and ruining her future. But would living in such a way possibly make her family closer-knit and her children better raised in respect to the old-fashioned way of seeing things? Hm

NEWSFLASH:

Today at 11:15PM EST I caused Johnny Kiamie to be at a loss for words. This has never happened before and may never happen again. Let the record show:

Johnny Kiamie (New York, NY) wrote at 11:15pm
"FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY ENTIRE LIFE I AM AT A LOSS FOR WORDS"


score.

Beads Tuesday, Ashes Wednesday?

So I have always been fascinated by this portion of the liturgical calendar. Last week signified the beginning of Lent, the most important season in the year of the Church. But before this kicked off with millions of Catholics dawning a fashionable splotch of ashes on their forehead, it was the venerable "Fat Tuesday" or for the Girls Gone Wild fans out there, Mardi Gras.

Mardi Gras is an intriguing day in my opinion. Many of my friends headed off to iHOP for FREE PANCAKES(yes I said it so take a mental note for NEXT year if this is news to you).

Others went to bars and clubs for indulgent Mardi Gras celebrations since this is traditionally a day of decadence before a period of fasting. I think it's great how a guy or girl who went completely over the top the previous night will walk around bearing his or her penitent ashes the following day. My favorite are those who pack the streets of the French Quarter to "bare-all-for-beads" then line up at Mass the next morning. But who am I to judge how much some value day-glo plastic beads?

Another thing I wonder about is individual Lenten sacrifices. How much do you have to like something or how often do you have to use it to make it enough of a sacrifice? For instance, I can't give up smoking because I am not a smoker. I also shouldn't volunteer to give up sushi or watching Sex and the City because going without either of those for 40 days would not affect me at all. I'm still trying to think of what I could give up..

Seriously...

So there's this website called http://www.fmylife.com/ and it's the only thing making me feel better at the moment. I was on my way to have lunch at Moe's Southwest Grill this afternoon to say goodbye to my really good friend John before his flight back to base in California for the Marines. On the way I made a turn off of Clove and after coming around the bend I see a car parked on the service road (which is clearly a NO STANDING zone) without its hazards on and I realize this car is in my lane and not moving. I hit my breaks and tried to swerve but the short notice and slippery roads only allowed for a nice skid and CRASH into the back of the vehicle. Of course only a taillight was damaged on the other vehicle, while my pretty little Mustang is maimed. The cops claim its split fault which means we're both resposible, but I cannot afford to have my insurance hiked nor can I really get to school, work, etc. without a car. My Marine buddy had to leave the restaurant and come meet my ashamed self at the scene of the accident. I was also graced by the random appearances of four of my friends who each happened to be driving by. I'm getting ready to WALK to work now in the rain. FML.

P.S. http://www.fmylife.com/ is a collection of random submissions from users stating reasons and situations that make their lives suck. Most are pretty damn amusing.

He's Just Not That Into You

...fair enough. I can take a hint when given one, or two. But what about when no hints are dropped? Things are fine and then just ....

What frustrates me the most though are loose ends. I simply cannot stand when things are left up in the air and questions are unanswered. I'm a big girl and can handle the truth no matter how hurtful, trivial, or honest it may be. If you lost interest? That's fine. You found a new chick? Fabulous. You realize you want your ex back or think you might be more into one of my friends? Great, congrats. Just keep me in the loop. I don't want to have to hear through the grapevine that you're dating one of my friends or log onto facebook and see that you pulled some new girlfriend out of the woodworks. It's just unnecessary and unfair. I know I'm a chick but I'm not for headgames either. If you can simply be straightforward with me and not keep me guessing and secondguessing myself, I would greatly appreciate it.

Body modification or self-mutilation?

We each have our own takes on tattooes and piercings, with some stronger than others. I personally have a penchant for what I feel become personal accents or trophy scars one chooses, so to speak. This past weekend I have gotten one of each, however, both are quite minor. I decided to add another stud in my right cartilege to begin to balance out having the project bar opposite it on my left ear. The tattoo? A simple drawing of the Avenged Sevenfold deathbat symbol on my inner lip. I felt that this could give me a taste of how it feels to get inked, and is nowhere ostensible enough where the design could become a regret for me. I plan on continuing to "modify" but am trying to think it out somewhat beforehand.

I am curious to the opinions of my peers on the matter of body tattooing and piercing. Both are pretty mainstream but there is still the stigma of visible tattooes or piercings when applying for a serious job or making a bride appear less glamourous on her wedding day. I personally think to a point this should become more lapse with time, and would like to hear imput of any sort.

P.S. Piercing Pagoda is going out of business so everything is cheap .. DIRT cheap.
&& Bulleye Tattoo is amazing.<3

pictures later this week? hm.

Metal & Morphine.

Smoking. Alcohol. Reality Shows. Diet Soda. Fast Cars. Texting. Pain killers. Iced Coffee. Piercings. Shopping. Metal Music.



There are so many types of addictions and to each his own. I personally am a user and abuser of some of the above mentioned, but I see nothing wrong with indulging in the occasional vice .. multiple times. There are the shopaholics who may rack up some nasty credit card debt, and then there are the drug abusers who may find themselves in rehab or worse. Whether it's the girl who can't start her day without a doubleshot mocha latte or Steven Adler, the relapsing heroin addict on VH1's "Sober House," the lives of addicts are affected by the substance they abuse. The last time I had a blog, I was an addict. I posted religiously. I logged just about everything I did. I hope to maintain this blog, but not fall into the habit I used to have and bore my readers .. if I have any. Sweet.


I support Steven!