Murr. In my head I have this huge, long blaug post planned. But I know I'll cut it short and skimp on details. Not that people ever read this, mirite?
Anyway, a bit of backstory about me. Gather 'round, kiddies, it's time for Grandpa Kolth's Story Time!
...actually, screw that. Long story short: dated a friend (lets call her M) back in middle school, had no idea what I was doing, broke up; still (off and on) friends; now I realize that she is the most amazing thing before, during, and a
So yeah, today is my birthday. I'm seventeen! I can buy M-rated games! I can go to rated-R movies! I can...wait, no that's in four years.
What I've been begging my parents for for quite some time is a quality camera. Now I'm the proud owner of a Canon Rebel T3i - just in time for the rare sunny Oregon weather. As I get better and produce pictures that are actually good, I'll probably post some here.
If you follow my status updates, you'll know that my girlfriend went to Comic Con a coupl
I hate birthdays. A lot.
Up until a year or two ago, I would either have one, MAYBE two friends over, or just spend the day in blissful solitude. But this year I'll probably have some sort of get-together, which means that my friends will actually remember that it is my birthday.
I actually forgot my birthday was coming up until a couple of days ago, when a friend of mine asked what I wanted for my birthday. I had to refrain from showing her a picture of a Rarity plushie, so I settled w
...but then I did.
As most of you (probably don't) know, I have a Twitter for all of my MLP-related business. At first, I didn't use it that much. But then I made a tweet about how I don't have the balls to wear my Lyra shirt in public...and it got retweeted twice, by BronyRT and ManeStreamNews. Now, I know being retweeted is no big deal...BUT IT IS TO ME BECAUSE HOLY SHIT I GOT RETWEETED BY COOL PEOPLE.
So then I started making more tweets, and kept getting retweeted, and now I'm in a c
So I have to take Health II this second semester, which basically amounts to don't have sex EVER and don't do drugs MOST OF THE TIME. I love living in Hicktown, USA.
Anyway, our first assignment in Health was taking a "color test" so we could figure out our "color trait" personality and learn how to work together as a team. Before I continue, this is my ideal team: me, then all of the subordinate workers. But I digress.
So I took the test ("Take me! Take me! Take me!") and found out that
I like having links in my signature. Having a bunch of OC links that take up space is annoying. So this post will be linked in my signature, and edited as I make more OCs. Yay.
Pensez Écrivez Rêvez - - - the quiet writer
Jabbermouth - - - the scam artist
Lingo Cider - - - the suave bartender
(Chibi-styled Jabbermouth, Lingo Cider, and Pensez drawn by slimyjimjim)
Hooray for efficiency!
- Kolth
What follows is a (very small) transcript of the conversation that Swick and I enjoyed on a Google Doc this evening.
*shrug* This is us being productive.
- Kolth
I had heard about this show for weeks now, how it is like MLP in the sense that it is a kids show that is enjoyable for all ages. So I thought, "Me, you should give it a shot. You never know, right?" And so I torrented managed to view the first episode. Don't ask how.
Anyways, this might be one of my new favorite shows. I live in Oregon, which just makes me love it more. It makes me want to go outside in the middle of the forest behind my house and explore. Too bad I have finals coming up
Psychology is such an amazingly fun class. As the semester closes, we've finally moved into the Memory unit of the class. And what better way to test memory than an old-fashioned game of Telephone?
So seven volunteers were chosen and left the room. One (me) came back in and heard a two-minute story from the teacher. The second person then had to come in, and the first (me) had to retell the story with as much detail as possible. Then the third came in, and so on. After today's class, I now r
First day back at school, first day without my trusty backpack. Instead, I decided to use my new Derpy mailbag from WeLoveFine. I expected ridiculous amounts of spaghetti...
Well, for the most part the day went without incident. My friend Theo (who IS a closet brony and just doesn't realize it. He knows more about the fandom than I do) gave me some friendly grief over it during first period math. I managed to keep the pony emblem relatively covered until lunch. Then my female friend saw me c
...well, at least that was what my brain was trying to tell me last night.
So my sister came down with some stomach virus on Christmas Day, and she passed it to me. Well, it didn't hit until yesterday, but when it did, it hit me HARD. I was out. No strength to even move, my stomach was doing acrobatics, and it was liquid out both ends. Yeah, maybe TMI, but still.
So I tried watching Captain America last night (because Chris Evans is such a stud in that movie ), but only got about an ho
Obligatory Christmas Eve post incoming!
Christmas is that magical time of year when families from far and wide gather together to exchange gifts, sing songs, eat great turkey, and love and tolerate each other. Except for the little cousins. They get no niceties from me.
So of course, I had to make a Christmas Eve "What I'm Thankful For" blaug post. Bear with me. I'm thankful for...
* My health, of course. No pneumonia, no six-year strep throat, no twisted ankles or hacking up blood
Damn, where to begin...
My whole family is weird as hell. You know how people say you always think your family is normal because that is who you've grown up with, and so everything they've ever done MUST be what other families do as well? Well, according to that principle, other families never go on vacations, the mother and father are never home at the same time for more than two or three hours, and the family only speaks to each other when something is wrong or there is nothing else to do,
I don't really know how to begin this post, to be honest...so lemme just start from the start.
Through various sources, I found my way to a Google Doc with a list of audio files that, when listened to, would suggest to the listener that they had the body, features, and personality of a particular pony. I like to think I have an open mind (which is necessary for hypnosis), but I also know that my mind moves at a very rapid pace and I would have difficulty concentrating on the voice, let alone
After a...different...first session of Dungeons & Dragons last year (the story involves a diamond, a smelly orifice, and a remarkable Strength vs. Endurance check), I've finally gotten around to bothering my friends about starting up a campaign again. Out of:
Fallout
The Elder Scrolls
D&D 4.0
Cyberpunk 2020
The Call of Cthulhu
They chose The Elder Scrolls. Why? Skyrim.
So now we're deliberating between playing in person or on a site I found called Roll20.net. Because sc
Read my last blaug post? Well, I got my second Secret Santa gift today. A glow-in-the-dark skeleton mask (say wut), a pack of MLP cards (YAY), and a nice note saying how my SS felt guilty for giving me "such lame gifts" so they plan on giving me something really cool on the last day (tomorrow).
Of course, my SS ridiculed me for being such a hard person to get gifts for. I shouldn't have been such a smartass on my card. Oh well. Christmas is a wonderful time of the year.
- Kolth
EDIT
...a bottle of water.
No, really. A nice bottle of Aquafina purified water. Guess that's what I deserve after being a smartass and putting water as my "favorite drink" on my Secret Santa sheet.
However, the note they gave me promised something even better: MLP gear. They said, and I quote, "I'm guessing that MLP:FiM is My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic; if so, I have a treat for you. If not, you will receive a gift worthy for a five year old girl."
Not sure whether to feel insult
I've only just come back from the Nationals race, so bear with me if this post seems choppy and/or short.
First off:
Second off:
Third and most pertaining to you guys and gals:
So yeah, that was my day. I'm gonna go pass out for a couple days.
Right now in Albuquerque it is 8:05 AM. My race is in just a few hours.
Holyshitholyshitholyshitholyshit
I literally got two bites of breakfast down before I thought it would all come back up. My stomach feels like it is doing backflips and somersaults and all kinds of weird circus tricks. The weird thing is: I shouldn't even be nervous. I know I'm not in the running for top 10, top 25, or even top 50. I've told myself that, unlike the gun-ho "I need to win this to get a scholarship" at
I'm tired and stuff, so this is gonna be fairly short.
Remember my blog post a couple of weeks ago about Sitting Lyra? Well, I managed to get my first picture today. It...didn't look as well as I had hoped. But! I will continue carrying my little cut-out Lyra around town and finding spots to have her...uh...sit.
So today was the check-in and packet pickup for Nationals. Right next to the check-in room was another conference room dedicated to USA Track and Field gear. While in line for t
You want to know what sucks? Waking up at 4:30 AM to make a flight that is at 9:20 in a town barely half an hour away. I'm a growing boy, I need my sleep.
So now I'm sitting by the window in the airport, impatiently awaiting the plane that will take me to New Mexico and the National Junior Olympics race. (Plane just went overhead just as the intercom went on. Lol no one is understanding you, dude.) Got my short shorts, my RD tattoo (represent, yo), and comforted by the knowledge that I will
Hey forums, I have a little favor to ask.
So for my Psychology class, we were tasked with creating a short IQ test that we thought was a "fair" measure of a person's intelligence. I know that it would be very difficult to make a truly "fair" test all on my own; nevertheless, here I am.
If you have a couple minutes to answer fifteen annoying questions, please, go right ahead. Here's how you can help a poor high school student get an A:
1) Open the Doc and take the quiz. You don't nee
It's been however long since I officially adopted the term "brony" while describing myself, and I JUST remembered that the mall in town my mother frequents has a Hot Topic. So guess where I went today?
The only rack of pony-gear the store had was right in the front window, so I was treated to the curious gaze of an elderly women sitting on a bench outside the store as I browsed. They had the ONE Doctor Whooves shirt I wanted, but of course, in every size but mine. So I ended up getting the L
Seriously, I'll do anything for this bag. I'll give someone a papercut. I'll cross the street without looking both ways. Heck, I'll jaywalk! MAYBE even use a hacksaw to kill and dismember a guy. I dunno. Whatever it takes to acquire this bag for Christmas:
That, folks, is a work of art. And I simply must have it otherwise I am POSITIVE I will die.
...in case you can't tell, this has been a slow week for me. In other news, I might get a girlfriend in the coming days. Go me.
- Kolth
