I Regret Nothing

I do things that are things. Also regrettable but I refuse to do so. Welcome to my corner of techno-hell. And no, for the last time, we DON'T have cookies.

[anticlaas]

It got damaged, right in the eternal.

[anticlaas]

END O' YEAR ROUND UP

Hear's hoping nothing of note happens in the next 9 days that I have to amend this. That would just suck. Since I'm so shitty at regularly posting like I intend to, all in one super(not really) post:

Grew a beard

Gave up on long hair

Died 4 times on film. Appeared in 4 videos.

Drove to Canada for a festival

Drove to New York for a festival (cause fuck things that are nearby)

Ending the year with the same job I started it with, for a change

Finally giving up and changing majors

Have finally managed to find someone who will tolerate my bullshit. For now.

Shaved beard.

Regrew beard.

Regretted the vast majority of parties I attended because the "fun friends" I have, turns out, are fun in the "Stab myself in the eye so I remember how to feel" way

Forgot about the music project I started. Remembered. Forgot. Now am unable to actually do anything about.

Wrote a shitty year end round up.

And probably other stupid shit I didn't think of.

I'd say some shit about how I intend to post more, but I'll probably forget.  See you guys in a few months.

[ughavrea]

Wearing an old dress of my mom’s pt. 2

[anticlaas]

Oh hai there.

[anticlaas]

Death shall sweep down upon me like a plague over the lands. Or most likely not. I'm not picky.

New semester has started, which for me means quantum, theoretical, and computational physics. Long ass days with no relief in sight? Oh you bet your sweet, sweet ass. Or unsweet. I don't discriminate. Too terribly much. Time to cram as much programming language and math in to my head as is physically possible. Which sadly is represented with a transcendental equation, so I can compute it, and every time put it into my calculator it just kinda laughs at me. In ones and zeros. Like a plague that haunts me every where I go... echoing off the walls, down the alley ways(implying this podunk ass town actually has legit alleys to begin with), like a chorus of evil, slightly robotic, demon children. ... Should be a fun few months.

01001000 01100001 01101000 01100001 01101000 01100001 01101000 01100001 01101000 01100001 01101000 01100001

[anticlaas]

Visit Original Link

So I do a thing, with a friend, called Quantum Tunneling. ... It's not terribly good, yet. YET.

[anticlaas]

OH HEY THERE

So after forgetting that this whole place exists until mentioned by a friend at which point I go "Oh hey yeah I have one of those things. Man was that sad." I return about 2 minutes later once I remember my password. And I was greated with... One Direction photos? Damn it. Robert Pattenson would have at least have been an amusing asshole and there would have been SOME entertainment there... Oh hey Cracked, I guess that makes up for it. SO random blatherings shall commence on an infrequent basis. If I forget and dont post anything, well you should know I take "infrequent" seriously. AWKWARD ENDING FUCK YEAH

[anticlaas]

This shit kicks all sorts of ass. This show is basically why the south is allowed to exist.

[anticlaas]

Holy damn a comic! I'm sorry it's not better.

[540i-blog]

[anticlaas]

So so so. Murphey's Law... man that DEFINED my week. Like.. so much shit went wrong... it wasn't really even that it was masively terrible, but lots of little shit adds up. As Linkin Park said "The People who never frown eventually all break down." And that ends the portion where I am so... full of myself? Pretentious? Fuck it whatever. I am in happier place for no damn reason at all and I am enjoying it. I probably wasted my day but god damn it felt good to do so. So now... time for a joke... what do you get when you cross a bungee cord with an owl? Oh you probably heard this one. At least, I hope you have. 100 Fiat Points if you have (Another 100 if you get this joke)

[caitkirammans]

Reblog if you remember "FLIIIIIIIIIIIPENDO!!!!"

[tarecgosa-inactive-deactivated2]

mY CHIDLHOOD!!!

childhood*

[mrnecessary-blog]

oh my christ no the fucking gnomes were the end of me

[plastic-knives-and-forks-deacti]

omfg i almost forgot about it

[easterngothic-blog]

i still„„say that„,sometimes nO REGRETS

[v27]

om fg oh my GOD

[anticlaas]

 Verdimillious! That was the real shit

[anticlaas]

... So, tell me

[anticlaas]

BLOGGING. Oh god what am I doing, I'll tell you what, I'm making a train wreck. A train wreck I tell you, it's something so awful but you can't take your eyes off of it. Kinda like... wait I already made a metaphor, I have no need for a simile. Get your shit outta here unneeded comparison. I DON'T NEED YOU! Fine, go back to your mother, see if I care! I don't! Alright, I'll stop arguing with personified english concepts now. But yeah, I have spent the entire day studying physics, calculus, and learning how to program. And then spend time with my girlfriend on top of all that. Aw yeah, that right there, that was stereotype being viciously murdered. It earned it. It knows what it did. And this, this a giant block of text. Why do I draw attention to the fact that it's a giant block of text? To get in meaningless sentences to make an even bigger block of text? Possibly. Maybe I think the size of this block of text represents my ego. Which is to say "unnecessary." Funny, I felt it was necessary to mention that it was- I think I'll just stop here like I should have before I started typing, but hey, if it's all typed up, may as well post anyway, cause not like anyone will ever read this to judge me. Internet science bitches, that's a fact

[anticlaas]

And another fun realization that I had. We all know that in math anything raised to the zero power equals one. Well, zero factorial also equals one, factorial by the way is the ! that comes after numbers. Turns out there's a property in mathematics where if you multiply nothing, you get one. So then this proves one thing: Fuck off nihilists

[anticlaas]

My physics text book describes a way to solve problems is physics, though it seems appropriate to life, Identify, Set Up, Execute, Evaluate. However the webcomic artist Zach Weiner offers a better alternative: Identify, Set Up, Execute, Fail, Try Again, Get Frustrated, Do home, Complain about the problem to a friend, Realize Solution is obvious, Execute, Evaluate, Feel Stupid. And who can ever say that Weiner is wrong. (He would have been proud of that)

[anticlaas]

[anticlaas]

The Giver of Pimpish Slaps says (10:04 PM): I haaate being sisck Some Dude says (10:05 PM): ME too. Which is why I replaced my blood with Germ-X