Observation Point
August 31, 2004
Whew. Quick note to those who donated: I still love you, and please don't kill me. I had a Plan, and it was a Good Plan, but recent events turned it into a Not-So-Good Plan, and now I am seeking a Better Plan. But good things will seriously come your way, honest-to-goodness. Just getting used to the job still, and getting things ready for my good friend Hilary to come and visit this Labor Day Weekend (W00T!), and the stuff n' stuff. But no giving up on me yet, for please? I said I'd make it worth your while and consarn it I MEANT IT. Fniort.

Well, after the last rant's full-on-rantness, I find myself unsurprisingly out of vitriol. Sure, I'm still pissed, and thinking about that particular topic still makes me seethe, but really, I'm ready to just not talk about it any more... except to put a personal ban on Bloodrayne 2 and Darkwatch and urge other gamers to do the same - in the name of dignity and respect for female gamers - and yeah. ::sigh:: But yeah. I'm done with that. But I have two NEW things to tell you:

- Look at this site. No, seriously. Thrown-together Star Wars family opera. CRAZY. At the very least it will make you smile, and some of the mp3s are worth a bit of a listen. The guy playing Han Solo ain't too shabby a singer, neither. Crazy stuff.

- Oh yeah: if you see NinjatheNinja - accordion thief - on the fantabulous Kingdom of Loathing (not only the most HILARIOUS online RPG ever, but one EVERYONE can play!)... well, that would be ME. I suggest you all join, because seriously, it is fricking hilarious and a lot of fun to boot. DOOOO ITTTTT. You won't be sorry.

Life is good because I have my first paycheck on the way (buyin' a me a SHIRT mofos!) and Whole Fruit coconut bars in the freezer. HOT DAYUM! See, you gotta find the little things, and enjoy them until they are totally exhausted. Live life like the evil alien race in Independence Day, finding something, fun-ing the CRAP out of it until it is lifeless and bare, and then moving on to the next to do the same thing. You like that Mr. Teddy Bear? I just hugged ALL THE FUN OUT OF YOU! Now to move on to Mr. Box of Creamsicles!

...No, I'm kidding. Leave things alive and happy for renewable fun. Except for the Creamsicles. The power of sugar compels you to eat those tasty bastards.

I should go now, because I have no idea what to say anymore... I think the last post used up my allotment of curse words for the month. Aw. Or some part of my brain wants this comic secretly to be PG rated. NOOOOOO! Fuck shit ass bitches! There - that will ruin me for the kid-safe search filters! Safe once more. WHEW. No more of THAT.

Snowball in Hell,
Annie "Blue" C

I feel bad
You feel sad
Everyone's dead
Oh yeah
- The Fuzzy Bunnies
"Feel Good (A Love Song)"





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