Slow Motion Honour
Only two things die with honour: ninjas and trees.
If you don't think that's insanely profound, that's because you don't appreciate either trees or ninjas enough, either of which cases means you suck. Ninjas and trees are age old pals, which is why they're so honourable. Trees are known for coming back to life after they die, whereas ninjas usually have to carry one-ups and random potions to regenerate their mana, ninpo, or ki power. Trees also usually don't move much, whereas ninjas leap around and flip (out?) for no particular reason. Neither of them really talks much, but they have the commonality of death.
A ninja is giddy as the Japanese school girls who decended from them to be able to die during a mission, and does so with great eagerness and totally righteous ceremonial crap. Trees fade out more slowly, displaying fireworks through their leaves just to mock anything with teeth, which is you. Trees are mocking you, and ninjas think you're a demon because you're probably a foreigner, which according to America is proper thinking.
Rock bands not composed of ninjas don't usually die with honour.
Rammstein's new album finally came in the mail yesterday. I can't say I was impressed, really. Most of the songs start out really strong, then fade away. The keyboardist (who gets ragged on all the time) is displaying his ninjaness through some awesome parts these days, and the singer, who's basically the size of a tree, is becoming a better vocalist every album they make.
The style just sort of isn't as good anymore. They're going softer every time. Change and progress are good, but you don't want to get rid of what your listeners fell in love with.
Chaos: But look at your writing style, it's-
Schatze: HALT DIE KLAPPE, TIMETAKERAWAYER!!
Thanks, Schatze.
Chaos' girlfriend made the deposit on our apartment so that they'd hold one for us until I get the second part of my application from my momdroid. His girlfriend wants me to pay her (no jokes, please) the next time I see her. This isn't a problem, really, I just wished she'd given me notice so I could plan around a $150 dollar chunk being sucked out of my next paycheck. It's for the better though; the owner absolutely adores Chaos' girlfriend and her roommate, so we're almost guaranteed a room. I was concerned because of my legal situation and the fact that they do a background check, but that shouldn't be a problem.
It's true that everything can come down to who you know.
I mentioned Chaos in a joking manner to my droid to see how she'd respond. She pretty much said what I expected her to and that she still hated him with a burning passion. She called him a "fag" and a "white supremacist" amongst other derragatory comments. I said that I didn't care about anything that had happened almost a decade ago, and she just said, "Well, you're a better person than me. I hold grudges. I'll always hate that..." and she went into some more crap, calling him stupid and so on for however long. I said that as long as he paid his share of the bills I wouldn't care.
So she didn't respond as badly as I thought she would, ha. I'm sure the worst will come when she finds out I *cough* sporadically *cough* decided to go ahead and room with him. And definitely wasn't planning it for months or communicating with him for years. You know.
I've made worse mistakes with my life than he has, and if she has to hate him for one instance in his life, then she should stone me for stumbling along the path that I have thus far. If she can't find forgiveness, then she deserves none. The Maker will turn a deaf ear to her. In her judgement, I see the jury saying with great resonance, "We hold grudges."
Chaos is the ninja, I'm the tree. We're so cool that no one can even come close to our headbangning air-guitar air-drums air-retarded-flailing-and-screaming motions. "HA-WEEEEE!!"
Everyone thinks ninjas are cooler, but everyone is wrong. Ninjas like blue, whereas trees are all about green.
And green is better. Just ask the capitalists (or my friend Henry, who is almost done with law school, which is bragable).
If you don't think that's insanely profound, that's because you don't appreciate either trees or ninjas enough, either of which cases means you suck. Ninjas and trees are age old pals, which is why they're so honourable. Trees are known for coming back to life after they die, whereas ninjas usually have to carry one-ups and random potions to regenerate their mana, ninpo, or ki power. Trees also usually don't move much, whereas ninjas leap around and flip (out?) for no particular reason. Neither of them really talks much, but they have the commonality of death.
A ninja is giddy as the Japanese school girls who decended from them to be able to die during a mission, and does so with great eagerness and totally righteous ceremonial crap. Trees fade out more slowly, displaying fireworks through their leaves just to mock anything with teeth, which is you. Trees are mocking you, and ninjas think you're a demon because you're probably a foreigner, which according to America is proper thinking.
Rock bands not composed of ninjas don't usually die with honour.
Rammstein's new album finally came in the mail yesterday. I can't say I was impressed, really. Most of the songs start out really strong, then fade away. The keyboardist (who gets ragged on all the time) is displaying his ninjaness through some awesome parts these days, and the singer, who's basically the size of a tree, is becoming a better vocalist every album they make.
The style just sort of isn't as good anymore. They're going softer every time. Change and progress are good, but you don't want to get rid of what your listeners fell in love with.
Chaos: But look at your writing style, it's-
Schatze: HALT DIE KLAPPE, TIMETAKERAWAYER!!
Thanks, Schatze.
Chaos' girlfriend made the deposit on our apartment so that they'd hold one for us until I get the second part of my application from my momdroid. His girlfriend wants me to pay her (no jokes, please) the next time I see her. This isn't a problem, really, I just wished she'd given me notice so I could plan around a $150 dollar chunk being sucked out of my next paycheck. It's for the better though; the owner absolutely adores Chaos' girlfriend and her roommate, so we're almost guaranteed a room. I was concerned because of my legal situation and the fact that they do a background check, but that shouldn't be a problem.
It's true that everything can come down to who you know.
I mentioned Chaos in a joking manner to my droid to see how she'd respond. She pretty much said what I expected her to and that she still hated him with a burning passion. She called him a "fag" and a "white supremacist" amongst other derragatory comments. I said that I didn't care about anything that had happened almost a decade ago, and she just said, "Well, you're a better person than me. I hold grudges. I'll always hate that..." and she went into some more crap, calling him stupid and so on for however long. I said that as long as he paid his share of the bills I wouldn't care.
So she didn't respond as badly as I thought she would, ha. I'm sure the worst will come when she finds out I *cough* sporadically *cough* decided to go ahead and room with him. And definitely wasn't planning it for months or communicating with him for years. You know.
I've made worse mistakes with my life than he has, and if she has to hate him for one instance in his life, then she should stone me for stumbling along the path that I have thus far. If she can't find forgiveness, then she deserves none. The Maker will turn a deaf ear to her. In her judgement, I see the jury saying with great resonance, "We hold grudges."
Chaos is the ninja, I'm the tree. We're so cool that no one can even come close to our headbangning air-guitar air-drums air-retarded-flailing-and-screaming motions. "HA-WEEEEE!!"
Everyone thinks ninjas are cooler, but everyone is wrong. Ninjas like blue, whereas trees are all about green.
And green is better. Just ask the capitalists (or my friend Henry, who is almost done with law school, which is bragable).
posted by red at 09:35
5 Comments:
They do, every year. And stop reading my journals as I'm editing them, you impatient cappy :P
Besides, ninjas might have swords and all, but if it weren't for trees, you couldn't beat people with an ugly stick.
And I know how you love to beat people with ugly sticks (nudge nudge wink wink).
Jabba Jabba. Come room with us and you can be a samurai pimp who pimps out geishas.
I don't know if you're referring to me in this post, but how many Henries can you know who are taking law? If you are, I don't know where you got the idea that I'm almost done law school. I'm halfway through my second undergrad year, and if I manage to finish my four years here, it's another three years and God only knows how many thousands of dollars until I actually get a law degree.
It's a joke, but don't worry, everyone got it but you. I mean, we still love you and your hair.
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