Guitar Hero @ MindSay

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I didn't even want to see Shelly and Ashleigh today.
I told Shelly this last night, but she half-persuaded me to see them. She said if I was depressed and lonely, I'd only get worse. I did say to her that sometimes I lapse further even when I'm with people I like.

Although for the majority of the day, I've been wearing my mask - I've felt shit inside.
Shelly came at fucking nine in the morning - waking me and my mother up in the process. She laid in bed with me while I tried to wake up properly. She did try it on with me - but I was far from in the mood.
A few hours later she did persuade me, but I didn't enjoy it. It made me feel worse. I shouldn't ever let her when I feel that fucking shit.

Mam went off to ASDA, after she'd asked me to make her a list - but THIS was after she'd had a big fuck off go at me for barely anything. All I did was say that dad was a knob - which he fucking is, and she even agrees with me 99.99% of the fucking time - but nooo, the 0.01% of the time she doesn't agree with me was today - and she decided to have a rant at me about fucking nothing.
At the time, I was holding one of my zebra grip pens - the same ones I've used to cut myself in exams and when I punched Ash - by snapping off the metal clip, exposing the sharp join to the plastic - so on my way back upstairs, I did two vertical slices down my left arm.
I managed to keep my tears back - Shelly held me in her arms while I tried to calm down. I did write the list, but I didn't want to face the cunt again so I sent her down with it.

Ash came at half 12 and we played Guitar Hero 5.
Mam was gone for fucking hours, so we got to play on the drums without being ranted at. I managed to get a few diamond ranks on the challenges. Expert + is ever so fun.
Then we swapped to GH: Greatest Hits - Ash wanted to go on drums, so Shelly stayed on guitar and I went on vocals. We each picked two songs - Shelly picked Electric Eye and Bark At The Moon, Ash picked Heart-Shaped Box and Beast And The Harlot and I picked Caught In A Mosh and Play With Me - and only one of those six songs is of a moderate difficulty - the other five are all well high in the setlist.
I do know the majority of the songs on GH:GH though - and the ones I don't know, I could take a good guess at.

When mam came back, we expected her to have a rant at Ash - but instead, she came bearing the top hat that Mally had said he'd lend me for Spieluhr and a MUSIC BOX. :D
Well, it's a jewellery box, but it does have a winding key and a spinning figure inside. Well... It DID have - but it's broken off. The tripod inside does still spin - so using a piece of putty rubber, I've fixed the little cat off my old charm necklace to it - and it makes a pretty cool replacement.
The box made me feel all nostalgic though - I remembered playing with it when I was little. :/

Ash of course, just HAD to try on the top hat:



Shelly and I ate some hot dogs - Ash declined them, as she was set to be having a big meal when she went home.
We must've spent like an hour deciding on what we were going to do. Seriously, we ought to plan Saturdays in fucking advance, we must waste at least 1/6 of the day pondering what we're going to fucking do.
I showed Ash one of my ideas for an RCP video - via the screening of Sally's First Movie - a badly animated video I made when I was like 15. I was ever so surprised when both Ash and Shelly were amused by it.
Following this, I let them have the run of my condemned files on Mr. Maxtor - I let them watch some random videos of me at this tender age. Sigh. Shelly said I was cute. I fucking wasn't, I was the biggest cunt ever at 15.
I'm not a cunt now, I'm just a twat. I seem to have improved.

Eventually - we decided on Evil Dead: A Fistful Of Boomstick.
It was so cool - Shelly and I were cuddled up under my duvet and Ash was sat on the end of the bed. I'm glad they both don't mind watching me play games, for I am one of these people who enjoys being watched. Ash and I were in fits at the orgasmic secretary - the one who sounds proper pleasured every time she exclaims the character's name.

"OH ASH... SAY SOMETHING HEROIC!"

I've now finished off the second level and I've saved it around halfway through the third one.
Shelly fell asleep on me at one point - and I could only put up with her snoring for 10 minutes before we made her wake up.
Of course, I also felt obliged to show them both some hilarious FMV movies from Leisure Suit Larry. Shelly was more amused than Ash - but I think they were both generally disturbed by the Harriet X Twiggy scene. :)

Ash sodded off at seven, so Shelly and I got some time alone again.
Shelly loves me - she's done that what she said she hates doing - and I fucking love it. I can't wait till after Christmas, then I'll join her in doing it also.
For tea, I made us chicken fingers and spaghetti. I had a random craving for them so I put them on mam's shopping list. I ate my spaghetti cold with three slices of bread, Shelly's was warm and she had two slices.

At 9:20, I went downstairs with Shelly and watched I'm A Celebrity with mam and dad. Today's episode was fucking hilarious like. I didn't realise watching someone force down fish eyeballs and bork several times could be so damn funny. Mam took her home afterwards.

I wanted to fucking do our RCP introductory video today as well. They both fucking knew I did - but NOOOO...

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I had a rethink about The Overseer costume. I've had a brainwave.
Who else wears a top hat and a suit jacket? Instead of wearing sunglasses, why not wear corpse paint like King Diamond? :)



I actually do think it would look pretty mint. Shelly agreed with me when she rang me.
Why she fucking rang me, I don't know - has she not spent enough time with me today, Christ's sake. Can I not have a fucking moment of peace.

With that being said, it wasn't just Shelly being annoying - we had Adam, ranting ten to the dozen about Matty - and we all know I don't give two flying fucks about him - so I danced around the point, only answering the comments I wanted to. Adam didn't bother me that much though - he didn't fucking upset me like Lewis did.
Problem with him is though, he doesn't fucking realise when he's actually upsetting me. I NEVER want to fucking discuss university, UCAS or anything fucking related - so when he's on a fucking rant about it, I'm obviously not going to be happy about it.
Then the fucking arsehole has the nerve to tell me to grow up and he doesn't understand my problems. Well who the fuck cares? I don't want him to fucking understand - did I tell him to? Did I say I wanted him to? He doesn't fucking NEED TO. And when I'm answering someone with ONE WORD ANSWERS, that clearly fucking means I don't want to talk about whatever they're discussing.
And from fucking university to then talking about the bastard film sequence - WHICH HE KNOWS I don't want to assemble or even THINK about - so that got me even more upset.

I'm fucking lapsed out to fuck at the moment - I have been for the past few days, since around fucking Thursday. There's only one thing that can lift me from it, and it's not going to happen - so I'm soon to abandon all hopes of ever getting out of this one easily.

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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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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 tried to blot out the haunting thoughts of what occured yesterday with lots of Pepsi, crisps and video games with no rest breaks. I finished off Canis Canem Edit last night - thus I went to sleep at about 4AM.
I did get the 100.00% completion though, so it's another game mastery marked on my Backloggery.

Today I was mainly playing Guitar Hero 5 and Guitar Hero: Greatest Hits. I was attemtping some of the dodgy challenges on GH5 and doing a few new songs that I've recently learnt on the vocals quickplay.
Naturally though, I couldn't blot out everything I was thinking.

Mam took me into the Coral shop she manages today to take some photos for my Addictions Photography project. I'd dabbled a little in the idea of video games addiction, but gambling addiction seemed just as promising.

Naturally, I was nervous about taking photos of strangers - the aspect of having to actually speak to them, but seeing as how they're all regulars to the shop, mam knows most of them by name - so she was there to do some of the asking for me. Which I was grateful for.

Here's a few that I got:

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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?