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Johnny

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About Me

I just rented Ninja Gaiden for Xbox and, I'll admit, I'm a little frustrated. I'm on the Horseman Boss level where he along with his two henchmen gang up on you at the wooden bridge to make your life miserable. Well, let me just say, they're succeeding admirably. Not only does that two-balled bitch have a first rate suit of armor plus a fully weaponized, double-tipped quarterstaff, those little shithead goons of his re-spawn as soon as you destroy them, hurl fireballs that (literally) knock you on your ass, disappear and reappear constantly on top of double wielding a couple of razor sharp daggers. All these forces are arrayed against me - just me, mind - equipped only with the Dragon Sword which, while being very effective most of the time, is only a level 1 weapon. This whole headache is the reason I don't own that many games (2) nor rent games very often because I'm a little pissed right now and I just want to be left alone. The friends I know and love are very dear to me and I don't like burdening them with the anger and humiliation I know they can see me struggling with whenever I get like this. What's more is that if I were playing this at my friend Scott's place, I know he'd lord each and every defeat over me like a total dick. God, I hate that guy I saw at the deli. No, sir, I will not give you five cents so you can buy that fifth bag of chips. Not right after I get off work. WORK! Why can't I just be delivered. Oh, great. I just discovered that my Reddi-Whip can is out of CO2 because I huffed it all out last night after I used all the rubber cement on my model car. I bought it specifically because it's extra creamy kind with the blue cap and now none of the cream will come out for me to even enjoy a quick snack. Fuck.

My Interests

'holy' theater, smarting off, bar talk, bacon, my bike, vintage stuff, accessories, rubulad, stumbling upon the occasional finnish sauna party.travel

I'd like to meet:

Hot, angry, irreversibly jaded girls in bikini's and cowboy hats with names like "FoRBidDen", "Krazyeyeskillah", or Miss Phat Bootay" who get too many messages from us anxious, one-track-minded guys; eat chocolate cake for breakfast/wash it down with Jack Daniels; flip the bird in their primary photo with a sexy/poughty, yet oddly enticing frown and /or wounded, faraway gaze (bestill my heart!); are ready to chew me up, tease me, tell me how daddy didn't love them, blow smoke in my face, spit me out; talk shit; hate long walks on the beach; will spend all my cash; have tons of HTML/CSS bling and 6000 friends on their page (all guys) (with no shirts on). You. Me. Coffee and Dessert. Now! RIGHT NOW!!!

Music:

sigur ros, vic thrill, pink floyd, zeppelin, bowie, radiohead, cocteau twins, secret machines, pixies, soundgarden, beck, waits, NIN, nurse w/ wound, goldfrapp, arcade fire, bjork.

Movies:

kubrick, tarantino, errol morris, kaufman. faithless, requiem for a dream, y tu mama tambien, king lear (brook), sexy beast, faithless, elephant, damage, king kong (rko), sideways.

Television:

60 minutes, the sunday night sex show, twin peaks, mst3k, get smart.

Books:

a people's history of the US, the empty space, lolita, letters to a young poet, fast food nation, manufacturing consent, strindberg, chekhov, ibsen.

Heroes:

earle gister