Amp, Late Night, Video Games, And The Rest Of My Weekend.

So my weekend was quiet interesting, it was filled with many a thing, and now whether or not you wanna hear about it, your gonna so.... SUCKS TO BE YOU! and if you don't wanna hear it just plug your ears and scream "LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA" at the top of your lungs much like a young child and all will be fine. I promise, I'm a legit source.

Friday:

So Friday I did the whole normal routine thing; wake up, eat food that may or may not kill me, brush teeth, attempt to be awake for class, go to class half awake, finish 3 classes, eat lunch, fight off a zombie invasion, go to another class and then I'm free! well, sorta, I still have to face the wrath of homework, but we push that till Sunday, when I hope more zombies will invade before then and eat the mere existence of homework. But.. since homework is evil in its nature, would an undead eat it? cause they tend to feed on brains, and homework doesn't contain those, and its evil as well.. hmmm debate for the ages.

So.. back on topic.. After awhile I decided to consume some food (this food has the plausibility to kill me as well, like it will just stand up on my plate and be like "RAWRGHDGHSGHHAGDSH" and then attempt to eat my left arm first.) Then like the party animal I am (seriously, I'm not, I promise. Remember, I'm a legit source) I turned on some dance music, and then preceded to dance like a lunatic sorta, and Prince and Cinderella can be witnesses, so I'm a spazz, 'nuff said.

Then after awhile of jamming to music, me and prince got the bright idea to start playing boarder lands, and we figured we would stay up late to play for awhile. No biggie right? I decided to look at the clock while playing (for future reference this is a poor life choice and should never been attempted by any gamer, or anybody playing video games, ever. Its just better to be naive and just keep going) and I see is like 5:30, and I'm like "Holy crap! its like 5:30." That was kinda anti climactic wasn't it? you were expecting some spazztic freak out where I like started whithering on the floor making unidentifiable sounds that resembled a lizard and a hamster making a baby, but I didn't, sorry to all of those who are disappointed by my lack of spazztic movements at the time. I then proceeded to crawl into my bed at about 6 am, even less epic.

Saturday:

I was awakened about mid day by my lovely suite mate with a slight shake, which to my unconscious brain was something more like... "HOLY CRAP!!! This is worse than an L.A. earthquake the world is going to end. BUT.... I'm just going to ignore it and turn back off." that worked until the "earthquake" repeated and I was forced to awaken. Awesome news when I woke up "We're leaving." and in my sleep deprived state, I totally put more thought into it than I should have, and was thinking "what, they are leaving me? my totally awesome suite mate and his lady friend are going to leave me? Now I'm going to be totally alone in my dorm room and crawl into the fetal position on the floor and become a hermit and possibly magically conduct rabies and become crazy and make funny noises at people when i see them."

Which as soon as my brain had finished this statement, he decided to speak up "My friends in my home town and were going to see him, we just found out" and that totally eased me and I was much relieve to know that I was not going to start hissing at people or something. So I was bailed on for the weekend, so exciting. So I then had to entertain myself for the rest of the day, which if you think about it is not an easy task at all. I managed to create my level of trouble required for entertainment by listening to some music, and laying on my floor staring at the ceiling trying to find animal shapes (I got a lot of snakes... my ceiling is full of lots of squigilies). Other than that.. my day was very unproductive. Oh, and I watched FAME with some of my buddies, it was legit, we all had a good time. (my stereo is totally kick butt and makes movies like a katrillion times cooler to watch. You FEEL the movies instead of just hearing them!)

Sunday:

As always, Sunday to college kids is recover day and get homework done day, so that is what I did. Recover and do Homework dot dot dot, and now I'm having issues remembering my Sunday, which is quite fail, because it wasn't that long ago.. I think I may have accomplished some guitar playing and some video games on my laptop, but I can't remember... Yes, I was sober I promise. Well Anyways.... that's about all I have for the weekend.

Amp:

Delicious stuff that fuels my late night gaming runs on occasion and is definitely tasty and NOT nutritious, but I enjoy its sugary goodness anyways.

This post as been brought to you by the following sponsors (not really, but we will say anyways):

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Hall Meetings: A great way to distract you from everything

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Mad Cow Disease: For giving the plausibility of becoming a rabid maniac who hisses at people that pass by while frothing at the mouth and having spazztic moments.

Valentines Day Battlefield, Bad Company.

So those of you confused by the title I chose, its kind of a mixed topic post. Its my Valentine's Day review, and Battlefield Bad Company 2 review. not related I know, but hey, what can i say, its all in a day. First topic... Valentine's Day!

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So first off, those who complain about Valentine's Day being an evil day for singles, I beg to differ, and I have grounds to differ. I have spent all the V-Day's of my life (though, in reality, its not that long thinking about it...) as a single guy (yes, I Ladiesman is single) and the ones that have sucked the most, where I had nobody else to chill with.

This year, not to bad at all, quiet enjoyable actually. This year I decided to be proactive and I got some friends(Cinderella, Prince, and this girl down the hall whom I haven't given a totally new code name yet) and we all chilled in my room and watched movies. We actually watched TWO movies, I know that's a lot of movies in one night, especially since we started at 11... AT NIGHT! SCARY! but we lived, thankfully. I know right? We watched P.S. I love you followed by 27 Dresses. Everybody crashed at one point, including myself during 27 Dresses, it was sad state of affairs. Though, towards the end woke up, then we chatted after the movie ended for like 2 hours, crazy long in boy hours trust me (usually a conversation with a boy lasts like 10 minutes tops, ask any girl that has a man friend.)

Can anybody out there guess what we talked about? any takers? you in the back! No, I'm sorry, we didn't talk about a pirate ninja epic space battle, we talked about cool foods! It was awesome, cause by the time we finished, I was hungry, I mean really really hungry. I was tempted to start gnawing off my arm, much like NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM *huge breath* NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM! Now, that sounds more epic if you imagine me talking and spazzing much like the cookie monster.

Now, from here I transfer to my review of Battlefield: Bad Company 2...

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When I first picked up the controller to play this demo (yes, still in demo stages) I was thinking to myself "how on earth am I going to play a flippin' shooter on a PS3 controller, its unheard of for a Play Station to be good at a shooter, the controller just isn't right for it." I was very soon proved wrong. Not only is the Play Station 3 set up well for it, but it works and the game is good!

At first go, Prince just handed me the controller and said "here, play it," with a confused look on my face, I proceeded to press a few buttons, attempted to do something totally bad ass and failed miserably. In stead I managed to run full sprint into a wall and then managed to keep magically sprinting with my face pressed so far into the wall that even the wall was like "Hey, I can see your eyeball." From there my awesome streak continued and I managed to throw a grenade into the wall which then managed to bounce THROUGH me and blow up at my feet and kill me. Not only is the humiliation of blowing yourself up not bad enough, but the game taunted me with big letters that said EPIC FAIL, and at that point I wanted to rage quit life.

But I endeared my own torture, killed myself a few more times, and by the other players. Then a miracle happened.. I capped a hoe and claimed victory! I proceeded to jump up and dance like an idiot, making a further fool of my self, but enjoyed it. I then changed magically into a sniper, don't ask me how I suddenly learned how to use a sniper rifle, but I did! Then I used this magical sniper and zoomed in an centered the reticule on a guys head and fired, I was about to scream victory, then it didn't kill them and I then was caught with a stupefied look on my face that begged to say "but.. but... but.. the thingy, it was on his face, and then I did the fire thing and it was supposed to go WHOOOOSH! and knock that stuff up... but but..." and to my avail, I was then sniped in the head. Try number 2, I aimed a little higher and I thought, maybe I had to account for gravity, BINGO! VICTORY IS MINE! capped another hoe.

Slowly and surely you soon start to develop a a nac for the, at least this game doesn't have a learning curve like your trying to climb up the side of a cliff made of ice with only a toothpick as an aide, cause that my friends, sucks. Over all the game is fantastic so far, the graphics are superb, the physics mimic real life, and everything seems to flow really well. The only thing that I see as needing adjustment is the voice over system... its spotty and have no idea how it works at all. So there you have it, Battlefield: Bad Company 2 is a good game that expanded on the battlefield series with out trying to hard with all these pretty unrealistic gadgets that make the game so unbalanced because you have nukes and laser beams flying everywhere creating a path of destruction. But instead an even balance of teamwork, weaponry, and cool stuff to make it an enjoyable game, not one that you'd rather being rolling around in a pit of spikes than playing the game.

Today's post has been brought to you by: Ben and Jerry's peanut butter cup ice cream, and the movie High School Musical, and possibly by caffeine....

P.S. This post took me for freaking ever to write, that is why this is long after Valentine's Day, stupid college work...

Code Monkey:

Okay, so I lied in my last post. My bad, it took me longer than I intended for me to. so here I go!....

BLOG BLOG BLOG BLOG BLOG! all done. Just kidding.

So my topic of today's post is Code Monkeys.

First off, who makes up a word Code Monkey? Oh wait.. that would be us Computer Science people who think we are so witty all the time, but aren't really. ( I lied, we are always witty and you know it, you just don't always get it.) But in all reality, we are totally awesome and make up acronyms and all sorts of other made up words; like GUI, OOP, Code Monkey,UX, and a ton of other totally useless to non CS people words, but we don't really care.

So basically, I was a code monkey not to long ago my self. For the better part of 4 days I was holed up in my room living off mountain dew and pizza taking time to sleep only when my body yelled at me like " go to sleep now, or I will make your right foot fall off!" and didn't shower for those 4 days. I bet you all think I did that, but no, I have this wonderful skill called personal hygiene. In reality what happened was something like this... For the better part of 4 days I was holed up in my room (yes, its all the same so far, but hold with me here for the difference) living off CAFFINE (OH! LOOK A DIFFERENCE) and other assorted food items, but left my room to eat those (curse the dinning hall not having a direct tube to my room.) But had a fairly normal sleep schedule, but spent all my time programing and staring at my computer screen looking at all my errors..

The last night (the night before the program was due) I neglected to find any time to sleep, which was most unfortunate, because the rest of the day I was easily confused with a zombie, I only lacked the desire for human flesh, torn clothes, and blood stains. and then I discovered the most wonderful thing at 2:30 that afternoon... ready for it... NAP TIME! I felt like I was in heaven, I laid down and was out cold in under 2 minutes. Which soon after which, maybe 3 hours later I was promptly woken by Cinderella and her man friend prince charming to consume more food.

Okay, so that was a tangent that I really don't want to continue on, so I shall now return to the subject of code monkey, and how some points in my life I am one. As one of my stunning discoveries at some ridiculously late hour while being a code monkey I discovered that Code Monkey's across the world need their own theme song, cause currently, there is none, and they put in tons of effort. SO here is my best effort at making my own, I'll soon think of real world song. but here is mine.

Bum BUM DIDDIE LEE BUM BUM! bu bu bumdidibum bum da da do do di da do grra rawr!

I know, you all probably wanna steal it and turn it into sony.. BUT DON'T IT'S MINE!

Back to Code Monkey's again... so since I am still a CS major, I will probably transform into Code Monkey again once more soon (yes, its an epic transformation,) so give me the benefit of the doubt and don't think I'm the stereo typical nerd who doesn't understand the intricacies of life, don't believe me? ask Cinderella.

Okay, that is all I have for now, I'll probably end up going uber nerd and doing my review of Battlfield: Bad Company 2 next time (yes, I've been playing that "stupid" demo for a couple days now.) So count on that, until next time..... Sleep well?