Ashleigh @ MindSay

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Since Shelly was away freezing her arse off in Blackpool for the weekend, today was an Ash-only Saturday. I like the odd Ash-only day. :)
Sure, I like spending my private time alone with Shelly, and I love the way we are together in our group of three - but Ash-only days are mint in their own little way. We can play games that would normally bore Shelly and discuss matters of a similar nature. And of course, I can discuss RCP matters and ensure I get 100% feedback - because normally, Shelly isn't ever arsed to contribute and I think it influences Ash a bit.
 
Before she came, I bit the bullet and decided to play a new game. I'm now at the point where there's too many of them and they won't all fit in the "to be played wallet" - and they're never to be moved to the "to be completed wallet" until they've actually been played. I'm proper OCD about my games wallets like. :)
 
So I started playing Ed, Edd 'N' Eddy: The Mis-Edventures. It's actually a lot better than what I expected. Yes, it seems to be short - there's only like 8 levels, on avarage taking about 20 minutes each - so it is a game I could complete in a day - but there's a lot of collectibles to it, and I love sweet obsessive collecting. (Unless it's to collect 1,000,000 roses. :P)
The movies between levels are fairly amusing, just as the cartoons were - the voice actors don't let up and there's tons of humour and jokes relating to the cartoon and the episodes that only true fans, like myself, would understand. :)
 
When Ash arrived, she then persuaded me to play two more new games - Freak Out and Lesuire Suit Larry: Magna Cum Laude.
 
Freak Out is the weirdest pile of shite I've ever seen. :)
It's actually beyond description on several factors. The whole game is animated with a cel-shaded style, but with a slightly darker edge to it. The main monsters are curvy girls wearing bikinis, their hair up in pigtails and their faces are simple three stroke smileys like these: :).
Their tits are three times the size of their bodies and as they walk, they wobble about all over the screen. Oh, and they can also use their tits like a helicopter to regain ground if they happen to blunder off the edge of a cliff.
 
To kill them, you need to grab their hair with your "demon scarf".
Ash and I were pissing ourselves, but our amusement quickly turned to simply a: "WHAT THE FUCK MATE..."
 
And as for Lesuire Suit Larry - I fucking love it, Ash hates it. :)
She doesn't really like it because of the mini-game mission aspect, but I don't suppose she appreciates so much vulgar adult humour. Ash's sense of humour is slightly more sophisticated than mine. :)
 
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When mam and dad were both out - we played Guitar Hero 5 and I did some of the drum challenges. Naturally, I was skanking about on Expert + - but with auto-kick and sometimes No Fail cheats on. Saying that, I was scoring around 98% - and sometimes I actually was kicking the kick pedal, even though it was set to auto-kick. Some of the challenges were a pile of piss, but I reckon some of them, I'll need Shelly as well as Ash backing me up as the star power hoarders. :)
 
Mam and dad went to ASDA shortly after and refilled the vast emptiness that were our fridge and cupboards.
Ash and I ate hot dogs and discussed Spieluhr. Finally, thanks to a little piece of paper - Ash might have a chance at remembering her damn lyrics. Writing it down phonetically for her was a mint idea. :D
 
Oh, and then she agreed to let me paint her face up with the corpse-style face paint and baby powder. It was fun - though she did squirm about a bit. But I'm careful, I never got any in her eyes or up her nose. This is just our first attempt - when we do it for real, it'll be thicker, her eyes will be darker and her lips will be less blue - but I think it's alright for my first go.


 
And because she's strange, she insisted she go home like that. Whatever turns you on Ash. :P

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I actually expected myself to be going into college for a wasted effort like I normally do on a Friday - but I was proved wrong - we were actually learning about stuff I hadn't already learnt last year - and not wasting my time with coursework planning when mine was planned three weeks ago. :)

Before I set off for the bus this morning, I cleaned my room, hoovered the floor, re-arranged my PS2 games shelf, changed my bedsheets and emptied my bin. I used my time productivley. :)

I had to go into college today as well to pick up the camera Paul told us all to take home over the weekend. One of the heavy film cameras we were using the other week in the lesson. With the annoying manual apature and poxy light meter. Fuck knows what photos I can take to relate to my Addictions project like.

Though I did have to stand in the art corridors for 20 fucking minutes waiting for the technician to finish talking before I even got a camera - and he was snotty to me, saying I need to pay for the film. I was like "FINE, HAVE YOUR FUCKING FIFTY PENCE."
Then Arriva decided to be knobs and have the 64 turn up half an hour late.

I've finally got refunded by Play.com for this GH handheld that didn't bother turning up in time for Shelly's birthday - but surprise surprise - when I went to order another one from a different seller - they'd decided to stop selling them altogether. Gaaahh.

Seriously being fucked around today like.

So instead, I ordered a Guitar Hero poster and a copy of Spyro: Enter The Dragonfly for her instead. Hopefully she'll like them. I still think the GH handheld would have been better though... :(

My fears about Ash and this weird girl were sort of cleared up. Ash came online and I asked her about this person who's supposably like me. Apparently we're a totally different type of weird. And if Ash describes someone as "this girl I'm friends with" - as opposed to "my friend" - she obviously values me higher.




...Well, I hope so......

It seems that there is no let-up to the fucking weird dreams I have.
It's odd that I've had two of them in such a short space of time, but alright - here goes:

I was making fairy cakes.

But for some reason, I had to mix butter and sugar in one bowl and eggs and flour in another bowl - then supposably mix the two bowls together. But I ended up forgetting to mix them - instead, spooned out the mixture of butter and sugar into the cases then just cooking it on its own.

It ended up proper burnt and bodged - so I started again.
This time it seemed to work, and I spooned it all out into muffin cases that I put into Yorkshire pudding tins.

When they were cooked, I started making icing.
I mixed together some icing sugar with red food colouring - and mam came in, suggesting I add vanilla essence - but when she handed me the bottle, it was a miniature of rum.
I told her to find the vanilla essence - and I ended up stood about for like 20 minutes while she looked for it.

Once I'd iced the cakes with this red icing I'd made, I decorated them with CHOCOLATE HOOPS CEREAL.

I then took my cakes to Ash's house - where they seemed to have like 20 people over for whatever reason - but I was holding about six cakes on my hand - my hand must've grown about three times in size. I was handing them out to Ash's family.

"One for DENHAM, one for JORDAN... And where's ASH?!"

Of all the things to dream about, I dream about FAIRY CAKES!

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Today proper didn't feel like a Sunday. Obviously as Ash and Shelly were both here - it felt like a Saturday.
Both Shelly and I were very surprised when Ash agreed to come and see us both today. We thought she liked her family Sundays - but obviously today was an exception to the rule.
 
When she arrived, we enlightened her with our exaggerated story about last night's events. Of course, whenever we mentioned the exploding car, we had to wave our arms in the air and make our voices proper high. Ash was pissing herself - I don't know if it was the subject matter or just the way we were gesticulating and articulating the events.
 
We did a bit of work on the Guitar Hero 5 challenges.
Now that I've found that guide online and discovered that using cheats is A-OK - we're rolling in the stars. Tee hee. I wanted to do some drum challenges, but naturally, mam didn't approve. Arsehole.
 
Now that I've discovered I've been singing the lyrics to Spieluhr wrong for all these years - I told Ash what her lyrics actually ARE - and we both agree what they ARE is a lot easier than what I THOUGHT they were. :)
 
Ash got me to try out Half-Life.
I really don't like it, lmao.
I seriously don't like first-person shooters. I like to see my character, for one - but I also don't approve of games where L1 is JUMP. :(

Though the second game I was persuaded to try out made me a lot happier.
Manhunt is so epic. :D
I'm terrible at these type of games though, where stealth and being sneaky are key elements - I'm better at running into opponents and beating them up - but that doesn't work for Manhunt. My way of thinking is landing me with 1-star rankings for all the missions so far. It makes Dixie sad. :(

Though I can't help but smile when I see blood flying about the screen. I grin manically when I suffocate people with plastic bags - and I piss myself laughing when I smash open the skull of a felled victim and their brains splatter up the walls. :D

I also discovered today that Ash, like myself is partial to a saveloy. So I gave her one - though it was a right old song and dance peeling the red skin off them.
Seriously, when I was little I remember eating the skins and nothing came of it... But Shelly assured me it was waxy paper and wasn't for eating. :/

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I fucking hate half term breaks. They're so boring.
I love the fact I'm off college - because I despise it so - but I usually find myself sitting around wasting my time.

For lunch, I ate chicken flavour noodles and a bag of meatballs. I made noodles and meatball sandwiches with them - and they were ever so fucking lush. It's one thing I'm doing again in the near future with the other bag of meatballs.

I've spent a lot of the day downloading music - I was off on a massive downloading fit. I was mainly getting all the songs from the Guitar Hero: World Tour setlist, but was also downloading the rest of Rammstein's new album. I'm yet to listen to it - but if Pussy is anything to go buy, it should be pretty mint. :D

As for gaming, I tried to get a few more collectables on Super Smash Bros. Brawl. I know I'll never get a true 100%, because the boss trophies are a cunt in the arse to get - but I could get pretty close.
I managed to do Boss Battles on normal with Meta Knight - fuck knows why I've never done it before, it was a pile of piss - but I couldn't do it on hard because Tabuu is a cheaty twat and gets off too many lucky shots.

I played a few levels on the CD Factory and added about 12 new stickers to my collection - then spent like 3000 coins on the Coin Launcher to gather a few more new trophies. Brawl is so beasty. I don't think I'll ever get close to getting anywhere near 100%.

I got sick of it after a while so tried to play Crash Bash - I went from 101% to 107% - but then the cheaty slag CPU players started pissing me off. The relic challenges - win two in a row - I can always win the first one, but then their AI like triples when I go to get the 2nd one and I can never do it.

I ate hotdogs for tea and watched a few hours of the Spongbob Squarepants marathon. I think that's like the only time I've watched TV this week. I proper don't sit infront of a telly screen unless it's wired up to a console. :)

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I amused myself via YouTube - watching episodes of Bear In The Big Blue House and the Channel 4 documentary Half-Ton Son - yes, a massive contrast I know.

Ash was on MSN, so I talked with her for a while - but I ended up having another heartfelt conversation with her. She's so understanding over MSN. She's got to be like me - way way better in writing than she is in words. She even gave me virtual hugs.
I was telling her about Wednesday and how shitloads of things are starting to dwell on my mind - especially the things I've done to her, like spitting on her and punching her.
She said she's not bitter about them, but I just responded: "Even if you weren't and showed no signs, I'd still think you were."

Sigh, why am I so fucking paranoid about EVERYTHING?