SO, despite that pest of an idiot being incredibly inconvenient for roughly a month, at least some good came of it. I've been trying to track down a Wii for a while, unsuccessfully, and the second time he came back he informed me that his pal was selling one. Getting one from Gamestop seemed kind of futile, since their shipment makes it so you have a very small chance of coming across one. They don't know when the shipments of Nintendos are coming in, so they tell you to randomly call them between 10:00 AM and 1:00 PM, when there might possibly be some in stock.

After doing this for about two weeks to no avail, the guy calls me up and says that he's trying to sell it again. I go there, give him my $400, and get his Wii along with a bunch of extra shit that he had bought for it. On the way back home I check in to Gamestop to buy Corruption, only to have the cashier tell me that there was a Wii in the back that nobody knew about yet. Whatever.

Wii + Metroid Prime 3

Doubleplusgood like no other.

Any sort of simplicity in life seems to have been eradicated by this endlessly stupid society we've all constructed. I can't help but think that we might be better off doing away with the majority of the human population and reverting to hunter-gatherer tribes.

Recently, I ran into a spot of trouble with a certain friend of mine. I wrote some shitty, rushed topic about it as the event was still in motion, and the end result seems to be rather different than what I had originally thought. At first I thought this so called friend of mine had tried to steal $2000 from my bank account, only to later find out that it was from my parents' account. At a first glance, this is basically the defnition of an ingrate. We took him into our home, fed him every day, let him do whatever he wanted for a week and a half before he moved on, then he tried to rob us as a final act. Anger is the initial raction, but add desperation to the mix and it becomes pity.

I was unaware that he had been ostracized from his entire family. He got into some sort of argument with his parents and they basically threw him out on the street with no means of survival. You would think that there might be some sort of community support group he could go to in this situation, but it appears that you're more fortunate to be a dog or cat if homeless than an actual person. After drifting around between various places or residence, I was the next person on the list. No money or belongings to his name, he needed at least some base amount of financial security, whether or not it was to be acquired by less than honest means.

So now I'm left with three options:

1. Kick him out into the street to die
2. Go through with the legal action that we initially started and send him to jail
3. Try and get his parents to take him back

Total abandonment and damnation to hell seem to be a bit extreme, but the last option proves problematic as well. His father is supposedly in Norway, and his mother proves to be incredibly difficult to contact. She promised to retreive him provided that he acquires a job with which to support himself, but we've not heard from her beyond the initial conversation two days ago. I'm not considering the first two options unless he kills someone for some reason. Money isn't real, I'll wait for some real evil to be done before I get all draconian on his ass.

But whatever. It's up to him what he does now. I'll let him stay here again until he can contact his mother, because I'm a good person. Plus, it's hilarious how awkward it was eating dinner with him after we'd sent the cops after him. SILLY BEN, WHAT WERE YOU EXPECTING?

I can't help but shake this feeling that seems to have draped its self over me, an unwelcome presence if there ever was one. The general mood of of everything on both sides of the good-evil spectrum seems to be shifting slowly towards neutrality. I fear that in no time at all the distinction will cease to exist, and all that remains will be that which "is." This planet needs the most extreme kind of abnormality to stay even remotely interesting, and damn it all if I'm just going to accept this all encompassing movement. My personal philosophy demands that I constantly struggle towards the side of good, and I'll keep doing so even if I have to drag everything else with me. Mediocrity will never be good enough.

However, that's based on the assumption that I'm classifying this feeling correctly. It's nothing malicious, divine, good nor evil. Barely noticable at its greatest intensity, but enough that for a split second it shows itsself and then slowly fades out while I'm left here wondering what it was to begin with. It feels like everything is changing at an incredibly slow pace, and despite whether that change happens to be a positive or negative thing, it has an aura about it that what's left behind isn't going to be quite as interesting as what came before. Like the engine that drives humanity is gradually running out of steam and nobody is bothering to bring it back to its previous glory. That fire that everyone projected into eachother has been replaced by complacency and a desire to be inoffensive if at all possible.

Blaming society is too cliche. I've always related societary problems to fundamental flaws in the nature of humanity, but this doesn't seem to fit. War is a direct result of our primitive and aggressive nature, corruption caused by greed, obesity caused by laziness, but where does this come in? Am I led to believe that mankind doesn't seek to be interesting anymore? That we're fine with the idea of filling out paperwork and spending an entire life working in some meaningless office job, our reason to continue being some distant hope that we'll get a raise or promotion? Fuck that, I want a species that's completely insane at all times and makes no attempt to hide it. I'm hoping evolution is going to result in something better than the bullshit that we have now, and that this momentary rut of creativity on the graph is suddenly going to shoot up even past what it was before. That people will have something more to their lives than celebrity gossop, that people will stop thinking of getting drunk as the ultimate social activity, and that the final goal of life is no longer to find a mate and spread your seed to the next generation.

The real question is this: Can this be left to chance, or will some sort of massive shock to the system be needed before things set themselves on the right path again? Then there's the problem of whether or not that's even possible anymore. Maybe this shit is too ingrained in our very souls now that getting rid of acceptance isn't an option anymore. A possible change towards the good would go unnoticed if the message doesn't get through to anyone. Then one has to figure out what the message is to begin with and whether or not it can even be applied to more than the person who thought of it to begin with. My idea of a perfect world is nothing but wishful thinking and there's no possible way it could work.

The only chance that I have to change anything, and the only chance that anyone else with a different opinion has, is to limit the degree of insanity which we choose to let out. Stretch the boundaries to their absolute limits so that civilization as a whole is teetering on the edge of complete destruction, and a single step further will cause the whole thing to collapse in a magnificent display of fire and death. The missile turret in the backyard is fine as long as the explosions are kept relatively small and you don't blow up anyone that doesn't already want to die. Concealed weapons are fine as long as you don't knife anyone other than the masochists. Near lethal doses of hallucinogens are fine as long as you lock yourself inside first. Do whatever the fuck you want with everything that belongs to you, just leave the others alone.

That's not to say that anarchy is a solution. Anarchy is stupid and will never work. In fact, pretty much every system of government that man has devised is stupid and doesn't work. Either everyone ends up dead or everything ends up politically correct, neither of which are even remotely interesting. What's ideal is a sort of halfway balance between the two. Madman rantings and abnormal behavior is plentiful, but everyone gets their own bubble. All the same important institutions exist to get rid of the dangerously extravagant, but everyone's just that much more unpredictable. That's all I ask for.

But then again, this is all based on that momentary, almost unclassifiable emotion. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe it's so slight that I'm misinterpreting which way it's facing. Maybe when the up goes down and the down goes up, the down goes up just a little bit more than the up goes down. With such a distant feeling, it could be anything. I have no doubt in my mind that it affects nobody else in the way it effects me, and that it's probably just some sort of philosophical placebo, and just a remnant of a past idea that probably had no validity to begin with. Too many conflicting factors to say for sure, I guess the only thing left to do is hope that it all turns out the way I want it to in the end.

The Queen has no business meddling in our affairs, I humbly request that she stop waving the crown in our faces. Her supposed safety that the Atlantic grants her will be no defense against my general distaste. I have little tolerance for bangers and mash or spotted dick. I'll eat my bowl of cereal and pour milk into it, not tea. I'll not be having any of your scowling either, you can take your crooked teeth back to England in your Mini.

Needless to say, the world is burning. We'll all be buried in crumpets by 2010 the way things are going. There's no more sense of America left, all that remains is loyalty to a country that hasn't really owned us for over 200 years. All these conspiracy theories about the NAU making the constitution irrelevant are missing the point. Canada and Mexico joining with us isn't the problem, it's the fact that the Declaration of Independence becomes invalid as well. As soon as the borders are erased, the Royal Navy is going to sail right over here and set down the new set of laws and we'll all be singing "God Save The Queen" and buttering our scones before the US army can fight back. George Bush's greatest failure is not Iraq, it's the fact that he's handed us over to that limey brit Tony Blair and there's nothing we can do about it.

The fog is cleared, we need to see this for what it is. The poms are patient. They'll sit in their rocking chairs watching Blackadder and biding their time, relying on the "fact" that we won't call them out on this. They've waited two centuries to take back what they think of as their property, the New World belongs to them. The Revolutionary War was of little consequence, they just have to wait for us to become slovenly and placid, and the Americas are there for the taking. They'll have their own manifest destiny and we'll be the new Indians, sent to march down our own Trail of Tears.

Unless of course, we fight back.

Which we won't.

Because there's no reason to. What the fuck am I even talking about. I shouldn't write things at 2:00 in the morning, it makes me a terrible, useless idiot. This country sucks anyway.

No offensive comments. We need RULES on these stupid blog things we're making. Tom said so. I guess my Brave Little Toaster porn and immense hatred of the blacks will have to wait until some other time.

What exactly is the point of having this thing if you're still restricted in what you can and can't do? If you're going to have somebody deleting your posts just because they happen to be offensive, then this is nothing more than an extension of the NG forums. I guess it's all the power that you feel when you're able to delete one of the three comments that people leave. That'll show the fucker who's boss, and guess what next? You're banned. From my BLOG.

See, there's a pretty obvious way these things should work. It's the same way that the NG forums SHOULD work, but don't. This should be free game for anything, short of maybe child porn. It's your page, so it should be your personal decision on what is and isn't appropriate. The forums appeal to a much larger group of people, so there should be maybe a few mods that will delete blatant spam. If you have some faggot 12 year old that doesn't like the fact that he can't open a page without pain4 hitting him in the face, he gets to leave. You end up with a forum full of older, insane people who don't give a fuck about anything, and it keeps things interesting. None of this "What's your favorite video game? The new level 36 is pretty cool. I came home from school today and there was this guy listenining to Fall Out Boy so I started singing along, what's your favorite FOB song?" bullshit. I'll ban you fuckers straight to hell. All one of you.

In closing, all minorities should be exterminated, anti-drug people are faggots, and free speech is super swell. But not on a private website. We need to steer people down the RIGHT PATH.

Redesign shows up, and it's so Web 2.0 that it physically hurts me.

Furthermore, getting used to it. Perhaps the initial reaction was just a continuation of my disgust that I went from my favorite level icon out of the previous 30 to the worst one out of the new 60. Also because It's so damn flashy looking. I'd go back to the plain black background design if I could, but only because I'm a useless, boring idiot.