woah, dude! I'm glad I happened to stumble upon this momentous occasion! (After all, he could be posting his 5001st message right now.)
Now I can see why Robin said we'd probably be friends, and to be honest, I'll be damned if this didn't for some reason
make me think that much more highly of Magma. It's really weird, but I feel a little bit more respect for him, now.
Perhaps a bond of sorts can form, perhaps this Toa of Fire will regain the coloration in his Hau Nuva yet. Only time will tell.... Not sure who Tahnok-Kal is in this extended metaphor-- possibly that Nascar racer-- but whatever!
View attachment 9224 woah, dude! I'm glad I happened to stumble upon this momentous occasion! (After all, he could be posting his 5001st message right now.)
Now I can see why Robin said we'd probably be friends, and to be honest, I'll be damned if this didn't for some reason
make me think that much more highly of Magma. It's really weird, but I feel a little bit more respect for him, now.
Perhaps a bond of sorts can form, perhaps this Toa of Fire will regain the coloration in his Hau Nuva yet. Only time will tell.... Not sure who Tahnok-Kal is in this extended metaphor-- possibly that Nascar racer-- but whatever!
little did he know, the reason why he'd thought to go to this page in the first place...
Man, I even finished that remix of-- well. I was gonna say how I was gonna do a little more mixing before publishing, but waiting on that whole deal means she didn't get to hear it before departing. Oh yeah I forgot to hit publish. Yeah I'm literally finishing up the mixing.
Is it just me, or do girls tend to get waaay more into fetish-y shit than dudes. Like, I remember my mom and aunt were talking about how they'd want to make an announcement to the whole classroom or whatever when their given toddler used the toilet for the first time once, and I was just like "isn't that kinda creepy, though? Like, that sounds like a bit much."and to my surprise, my Nana agreed with me, but the thing is she's probably on the same level as me as far as autism goes, which is to say I didn't realize it until last year. What a memory to have, in regards to positive bonding moments with her, y'know.
This sounds like one of Waathew Taranto's Waluigi tracks.
Curriculum cites it as:
Hilliard Ensemble/Paul Hillier. "El grillo," from Josquin Desprez - Motets and Chansons. (EMI Records Ltd./Virgin Classics/1995)
Wait a minute, if phenathylamines are in chocolate, and chocolate works as a mild aphrodisiac, then does that mean the Symbiote got horny every time it ate the brains of its victims?
just kidding. kinda.
1) i don't know if it even does get horny
2) that's an argument based in the "A=B, therefore B=C" fallacy
Apparently, Soft Shell's string section is an example of isorhythm: the "C, F A, G, C, F A, G, C (etc.)" series of notes is the "color", and the "1/8 note 1/8 rest, 1/8 note 1/8 note, 1/4 rest, 1/8 note 1/8 rest" pattern is the "talea".
Isorhythm is when one voice will repeat a rhythmic pattern over and over, and-- I just realized-- here's the real kicker: songs that utilize isorhythm tend to have three voices. If you discount one-off sound effects and all the extraneous shit (i.e. it's just the puzzle room song), you're left with a vibraphone, a surf guitar, and the strings.
For all intents and purposes, the strings only count as one voice, because it only plays one note at a time in practice. It would be one voice with any other instrument save for other ensemble-type instruments.
Oh, and also, said string pattern matches tonally with Red-Hot Bop really closely if you change the F to an E.
To be honest, I don't like competing with people who are not only better than me, but also are massive cocksuckers that are way too much like me and are absolute faggots when it comes to competing. I can cope if the person is sweet about it, and encouraging me, like "o-oh-- well, I'm sure you'll do better next time!" That just makes my heart melt. If the person I'm playing against is better than me, and is a massive cunt about it, I really reallywant to just punch their nose so hard their face collapses inward. Last time this happened marked the first time I actually flipped a game board. And then the bitch had the nerve to taunt me after that. YOU PLAYIN' WITH THE BULL, SON?
Honestly, if she was not female-- or if I was female, for that matter-- I honestly don't know if she would've walked away without a broken nose. Considering that was all I can recall that stopped me. That, and fear of the immediate consequences. My other option would've been yelling myself hoarse. All of the options provided by my brain involved being childish, and all would involve someone admonishing me in one form or another. Thankfully I went for the least disruptive, least destructive, least cringey option. Does that mean I actually made a mature decision? Like, there was no way I couldn't not get mad, I'm not strong enough for that.
In other words, this is another area where I can't take what I dish out. ...but then again, last time I checked, a bullet flying in any direction is still a fucking bullet.
Something that a lot of people whom I know actually believe that pisses me off is the notion that little girls are somehow fundamentally different from boys even besides difference in genitalia. That is such a crock'a horseshit. That is completely society's fault that little girls are such bitches half the time, and it's especially society's fault that sexism still exists in today's youth even despite all the 'acceptance' shit.
There's a Boys section & a Girls section for clothing-- as in children, to clarify. GUESS WHO HAVE THE EXACT SAME FUCKING BODY TYPE??
BOTH OF THOSE THINGS.
Thing is, cunts will always exist for either sex, but there's a higher percentage of fuckin' sluts because girls are allowed to get away with more.
Now, that isn't just me being bent because I couldn't, but also because in the long run it's bad that they could. The shit 'that they could do because they were a girl' can become 'because they're a woman', and that can potentially be very dangerous.
But even when it isn't dangerous, it's fucking annoying: oh, no sex, huh? Well, that's just fine, now whenever I decide to out-abstain you to protest this stupid rule you can go use your body because in this hypothetical I'm stupid enough to date a putrid lowlife you're too petty to admit everyone loses. Don't stop fucking someone just because of something small. What, and go back to jilling off? You ain't single or alone in the house, 'the fuck you on?
It makes me super angry that there really isn't much at all that I can do to keep my children unaffected by-- ugh-- "gender roles" unless I completely isolate them from society. There's a ton of shit that'd really weird me out to see my potential son doing where it'd actually be a good thing, and that makes me mad that I've been so thoroughly conditioned to believe said things are in fact weird. It shouldn't be weird for a man to cry, and yet it is. WHY??? Because "Built Forrrr Tough." Literally brain chemistry aside, it's all such horseshit. I refuse to believe that women are instinctively more sensitive than men, or emotional, or any of that garbage outside of hormonal influences, but the thing is, until we turn 13 we're the goddamn same!
Boys and girls are both fragile little things that need release and hugs when they're sad, but only girls are allowed to be. I need to be goddamn sure that I tell my son to always cry if he feels the need, and I need to hammer that shit in. I'm just worried that I'll be too afraid to, even if we're the only ones in the room at the time, and that feeling, the cause of it: it's not. natural. But, the idea's been reinforced by every-fuckin'-thing everywhere for so long that it feels that way. But HMM, I hear you wonder: isn't that how racism works? How homophobia works? How transphobia works? How everything that is bad about humanity works??? We're creatures of habit; bad habits are still habits. Shit gets set in stone eventually. That's why every generation hates the new stuff, that's why every generation makes fun of old people, who surprise surprise did the exact same fucking thing. Abe Simpson was right and he always will be.
Children are the future, so maybe don't teach them the same dumbfuck things your parents taught you? Be aware of them, know them for what they are, and actively avoid them while raising your kids, so that they can br-- well, not break the cycle. as depressing as that reality is-- however, they'll be significantly less emotionally crippled, and less likely to grow up to be a goddamn thot.
Why can't sexual differences only ever matter when actual sex is concerned? For how many more centuries will this shit exist?
