Rube's Journal

2:25am: Rube returns 2: The firey revenge squad. OF DEATH.
Well kiss my McGriddles! Look who's a-postin' tonight! Bet you all thought I forgot I had this thing, didn't ya? Didn't ya? Well you're right! I kinda did.

And man oh man, lookin' back on this thing has been killer. I seem to fluctuate between the status of "amazingly funny" and "just swearing for the sake of swearing" a lot in my writing. Either way, it's kind of a shame I didn't keep up with this more. If I had, my comedic writing might actually be, you know... funny.

Anyhow, you might be asking yourself why I'm posting now. That's a good question. So good that I don't think I have a proper answer for it. I think I can sum it up by saying that I've been having some crazy-ass mood swings lately, and I think having something to work on might take my mind off of switching back and forth from manic and depressive and then back again or whatever. That, and I also wanna get some shit off of my mind.

One of these things is my lack of motivation. I'm trying to keep better track of the things that get me inspired as of late. Two things seemed to have got me to thinking in the past few hours or so, and I think I should jot them down so I can figure out why later.

The first was Atland. Truth be told, this is a rather shitty comic, and the only reason I checked it out was the red head with the giant rack they had on the ad banner. The jokes are very crude, and the story is kinda stupid. But you know what? The art is so fucking sharp that I don't really care about any of that. Or at the very least my brain doesn't seem to. Either way, it got me thinkin' and that's a good thing. Also, the dude draws some massive bewbies, and that's never a bad thing.

The second was Nowheregirl. It's a beautifully ugly story about a lesbian or something. I'm not sure. I didn't really read all of it. But what I did read was good. Really good. It's not my thing really, so I probably won't be finishing whats there anytime soon, but as it's powerful enough to be an inspiration to someone who hasn't done anything significant for the past few years... I think I'll be keeping it on my bookmarks for a bit. Maybe it'll keep me on the track of the creative or something.

You know... now that I'm looking back at those links... I note they share one thing in common. I found them both by poking around Comixpedia. So it stands to reason that maybe I should be spending more of my idle hours there. Who knows, it might help.

As a side note... I'll just bet that all you low rez people are wishin' I had done a cut or two at some point in this thing, ain't ya? Well I'll tell you right now that ain't cuttin' nothin' for nobody. You'll have scroll bars and you'll LIKE 'EM, gawddang it.

Anykapow, those are the most recent things to kick my mind out of it's latest funk. I could go on about some other things that I've noticed that keep me doing things and thinking and the like, but I'll save it for later. I'll need content for the next time I do this sort of thing. Which I hope will be more often, as I've forgotten how theraputic blogging is.

And that last line sounds totally gay, but I think I'll keep it in anyhow.

So then, until next time fuck-heads and fuckettes!

5:26am: I have to do this or the mob will get me.
"Leave a comment with your name if you want to know what I really think of you, and I'll reply and tell you. No lies, all honesty. Then post this in your own journal."

However, seeing as my computer is a large sack of crap with a keyboard, don't expect me to actually say anything anytime soon.

8:02pm: Something that very few will be upset about.
I just found out that Jerry Orbach left "Law and Order" last season. (I normaly watch the reruns on cable, so I wasn't aware of the season finale.)

That's the most depressing thing I've ever heard. Lenny Briscoe was my hero. Thus I use a :( emoticon.

8:55pm: IMPORTANT UPDATE
I have the mono.

I've actually had the mono for a bit now, but now I've seen all of the 120 episodes of pirated "OnePiece" I had to watch so now I'm kind of stuck for things to do. So I'm updating my livejournal. Hooray.

The 120th episode is totally a fucking cliffhanger, by the way. That pisses me off.

Anyhow, iffen you see me on AIM or IRC or whatever it is the kids are using to chat nowadays it's not because I want to talk or anything, it's just because I'm bored out of my goddamned mind.

In other news: Stuff.

3:40pm: Ninjas are awesome again.
I've forgotten to mention that I've been playing a lot of "Ninja Gaiden" at my friends house and not only have I been enjoying it, I've been kicking serious ass at it. It's kind of refreshing to have a game that's so hard that I constantly refer to it as being 'cheap' but is fun enough to keep plugging away at.

It's also fun to watch my friends go "Okay, now that was cool." when I figure out a new combo or some such. Social gaming is awesome when you're the star.

10:59pm: Sappy entry, go!
You know how annoying people say that everything seems so much nicer and shit when you're in love?

Turns out they're right. Annoying fuckers.

Here be the deal: After several months of being wishy washy about my feelings for a girl I've been hanging out with and couldn't decide if I liked her liked her or not (as is normal, for myself anyhow) I decided to say 'what the hell' and top off our lovely evening together tonight with a kiss, to which she did not react with fear and hate and stuff (which would have been normal, for myself) and dear god this has got to be one of the largest run on sentences in history.

Any-hoo, I'm not sure if this is love, but it sure beats the hell out of what I was feeling before.

Also, I may be on the brink of getting a new job. Discuss.

5:09pm: I don't update very often.
I should probably do something about that.

Anyhow, life has been feeling rather meaningless as of late. Moreso then when I actually had a job. I've been really tired of not having any motivation in life... but not so tired of it to actually overcome the lack of motivation to actually do anything about it. Lets hear it for apathy.

...whoa, my typing sucks.

At this point I'd like to list the things I've done of interest lately.

-Played lots of D&D (DMing: Not fun. Playing a Half-Orc fighter with an INT score of less then 10: Fun.)
-Played a bit of Final Fantasy: Crystal Chronicles. (Those weird people with the helmets are neat. It also seems that if I'm not the person in charge of carrying the bucket it always gets dropped short.)
-Looked at some porn. (Surprise.)

And-a that's about it. Let me close things off by saying that reading other peoples posts is depressing because I know exactly what they're talking about if they're talking about being depressed. Must be something about this time of the year.

6:51am: A one sentance update. Not including the title. Shut up.
Not having a job sucks.

7:15pm: I return. And I'm still not gay.
Okay, I've decided to start updating again despite my never having anything to say EVER. I'm planning on updating every so often just to get the desire to be 'funnay' out of my system.

That being said, I need some help. Someone link me up with a site that has some celebrity headshots. GO NOW.

By the way: All comments to this entry must be preceded by a megaman character of some sort or I will delete them.

7:16pm: Announcement, of sorts.
I think I'm not going to use the internet for anything but porn for a while. I no longer seem to get any pleasure out of it anymore.

The internet, that is. Not porn. No one can hate porn.

Anyhow, yeah. That's about it.

12:15am: Beep beep bop.
I have something I want to talk about now but I'm too tired to get my point across.

Someone needs to remind me to update this thing next time they see me and I will hopefully be less tired and able to write more gooder.

...and don't leave me comments saying that I need to update. Smart asses.

12:01pm: Aaaaand back to the dating thing.
It's (odd? totally not surprising? wiggy?) to me that 90% of the people that LJmatch says match with me are the sort of person I'd really like to punch in the throat based upon what they write in their descriptions. "I can't sum myself up in 500 characters or less, SO I'M NOT EVEN GOING TO TRY! :D" "i hve gud taste in music lol ;)" Mother fuckers.

I also get the distinct feeling that most of them are cam whores.

....


...oh yeah, should anyone be reaching this Journal by way of my LJmatch description: Hi. I'm not really like this. Really.

11:41pm: Wiggy.
In a fit of sexual frustration, (actually, more of a fit of having learned it was there) I signed up for that LiveJournal match making... thing. I'd link to it but I don't know how to yet. Nor do I have the desire to learn.

Anyhow, for 'standard compatibility' I got a 91% with BrianWalker.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but I think that means we should be dating.

2:52am: No title this time. Sorry.
Looking at porn and then looking at the pictures at rotten.com is a really interesting thing to do to your psyche.

I recommend everyone do that at least once. It's like taking a cold shower while getting punched in the stomach.

4:53am: Holy shit, I'm a prophet.
Annnnnndddd... the flame war has happened. Only lasted a few hours at best, but it was kind of keen. Even got me intrested in the RP shit again. Fuck, I even RPed.

Roleplaying clueless people is fun. It's probably annoying for the other people I'm playing with, but it's not like I'm all about being helpful.

10:31pm: Mother Fuck.
For the past few days, I've been really fed up with the internet. That's not a technical thing like my ISP sucking or anything. It's not even being fed up with the sort of content that 99.9% of sites provide, if only because I've complained at length about that sort of thing in the past and commenting about it now would be redundant.

No, my problem with the intrnet lately is that it's become far too boring. It's always the same wacky fetish here and inane commenteary there. There's no passion. No intrest. It's all so 'been there, done that'

What I'm thinking is that some sort of major flame war needs to happen. A good one. Not just mere immature trolling, but an actual large scale argument of some sort in which feelings get hurt and friendships are tested and broken.

I'd prefer to see one on the board I frequent, but it doesn't have to. Just seeing some kind of massive argument will do, I guess.

Everyone should hate more. Love is so boring.

2:27am: Title goes here.
Weird thing I just noticed... I post a hell of a lot more in other peoples journals then I do my own. I'm starting to think I enjoy the entire web comunity of angst and pie part of live journal then I do the entire soul searching bit.

Nothing wrong with that, I suppose.

1:00am: Oh, one more thing.
I think I should be doing more of this sort of thing on this journal:

Breasts!

..so, yeah, there it is.

12:55am: What. The. Fuck.
Jesus. I've resorted to using some stupid ass form not once but twice to update this journal. Iffin' that's not reason enough to hang myself, I don't know what is.

Anyhow, I suppose this means I should be posting some kind of 'content' for all five or six of you on my friends list? Eh? EH?

Well, tough luck. I'm a boring little shit and you're going to have to deal with that fact.




...Oh, I did draw some shit. I'm sure most of you know where to find it should you want to view it.

6:49pm: More reasons that I kick ass.

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I bet no one's surprised that you never post your current mood. In fact, I bet most of your friends are so sick of you locking them out of your life that they hate you behind your back. Shame.

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Also: Fuck you.

9:14pm: Hello. My name is Stephen N. Britt Jr, also known as SuperRube.

As you can gather from my previous entry, I have issues that need to be sorted out. My emotions have all been in conflict for the past few days, and I now feel the need to attempt to get things in order. I will be doing this by assigning different parts of my psyche or whatever it is you call it to various robot masters from the MegaMan series.

Hello. I am TopMan. I will be representing Steve's rational side. The fact that I am one of the easiest robot masters to kill in the history of the series has no significance what so ever. Really, I swear.

Hi. My name is CutMan. I represent Steve's cynicism and libido. I have no idea why those two aspects where lumped together on me.

I am WoodMan. I will be playing the part of Steve's paranoia. I'm in this stupid pose because it's the only graphic he has uploaded at the moment.

My name is MetalMan. I have been casted in the role of Steve's suicidal tendencies. Not that he really has too many suicidal episodes, he just thought that it'd be funny to interject "I think you should kill yourself" into things repeatedly. I'm also suck in a retarded pose for reasons similar to WoodMan's.

I'm MagnetMan. I'm going to be the apathy. Go me!

All righty then. Now that we've got the introductions aside, let's introduce todays topic: My recent separation from my girlfriend of six years. Obviously, such an event is not to be taken lightly. Let's start with MagnetMan's view on things.

I'ma go to sleep now.

That's lovely. Let me just start off by saying that I think that the two of you spending some time apart isn't such a bad idea at all. Honestly, the two of you have grown quite apart since moving in together, and your various marriage plans have all gone down the shitter at one point or annother.

Yeah, plus this way, you don't have to feel guilty about looking at porn.

Woah, woah, woah guys. Let's not be so hasty. For one thing... we're practically the very definition of 'social outcast' here. I mean, we're using MegaMan characters to sort out our feelings for fucks sake. It's not like we'll be fighting off the babes any time soon.

About that. Do you remember the last time we got laid?

Hey now, it's not like we were in this relationship for the sex.

Yeah, but it would have been nice if it happened more often then a presidential election. Not to mention the fact that we've been jerked around since day fucking one. Correct me if I'm wrong, but this is, what? The fourth time she's broken up with us?

Sure sounds like a perfectly good reason to slit them wrists to me.

Stop that. You're making me nervous. Now, let me ask you this: Sex or no sex, don't you think it's going to be hella awkward living alone with a girl you where once in a relationship with, but now you're not? I mean, the number of potentially boneheaded things we could do now that would have been perfectly fine beforehand is mind boggling.

Well, living with a girl you just broke up with sounds like a bad idea, but it's not like we have a whole hell of a lot of options here. She has nowhere to go, and if we break the lease we'll be paying well more money then we need to.

Well then, it sounds like our best option here is to get into a new relationship now now NOW. I'm sure it won't be too hard. Despite what Woody there says, there are plenty of internet dickweeds out there that have perfectly hot women.

Yeah, let's leave no room here to rebound at all. Let's just find the next chick who pays any attention to us at all and assume we're in love with her. That sounds like a plan.

As long as I'm the paranoid one here, let me point out that we're still super fucking poor, and getting more poor by the minute. Breaking up essentially says that we can't share funds anymore, or at least we wouldn't feel comfortable doing so. And then there's the matter of deciding who's shit belongs to who... fuck. This is much more trouble then it's worth.

Seriously man, the cuts don't even have to be that deep.

Well then. I'm getting very tired of overanliyzing how I feel about this whole thing, so I think it's time to ask MagnetMan what he thinks again. Well?

...I think you should go play WarCraft.

Discussion over. MagnetMan wins. You all go back to your boxes now.

1:21am: Hi. Due to recent events I'm planning on dropping off the face of the earth for a bit.

Don't worry about it too much. I'm just being a drama queen right now.

Oh, and for those of you wondering why I've decided not to exist for a bit... the short answer is: "Go away :D"

8:04pm: ...hey, check it out. I have a live journal.
Remember how I said I was gonna fill everyone in on how my little trip to VA went? Well I lied. Suffice to say, it wasn't all that great and I'm a slightly more bitter person for it.

Also, a word of advice: Never see a concert being held in an amusement park. Bad stuff.

Anyhow, I'm really starting to wonder why the fuck I have this thing. I don't really do much with it other then vent... and that makes for shitty entries. Perhaps I should find some way to axe the fucking thing.

1:30pm: Offical statement:
I'm back in my home. Just thought I'd say something.

I'll relate the weekends events when I'm less tired. And annyoed.

9:55pm: Wiggy.
Me and Nikki are heading to VA for the weekend, to see a Weird Al concert.

So I won't be around. Neyah.


Also, to everyone I know on iRO: Find me some slotted chain mail before I get back. OR ELSE.