Getting some fresh air

I really hate it when I have a great idea for a post but completely forget what it was a few days later when I decide to get on the blog. All I can remember for what this post was supposed to be about was the phrase "in the neighborhood". This was most likely the location of the exciting adventures that I was no doubt involved in. 

 Before you start criticizing my memory for not retaining an event that actually happened to me a few days ago, I will just reveal to you now that whatever I was going to talk about was likely a foolish fictitious fantastical fabrication(with an added alliterative appeal 2x4 combo for great justice). So I guess I'll just make up another ridiculous story to replace it:

It was a cool afternoon when school let out. I was catching some sweet air on my graffiti covered skateboard while shooting hoops on the basketball court. And freestyle rapping. All at the same time. I'm quite the jive turkey.
Now, there were a couple of guys who were up to no good. They started making trouble in my neighborhood.  I got in one little fight and my mom got scared, and said 
"You've movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air!"

Yeah. I just had to do that.

Grabbin' Pills...and your attention

I have discovered a musical composition deserving of your full attention. This is a glorious symphony, the epitome of the vaunted Pills Here saga we have all come to know and love.

In my perusing of games and TV shows I have come to notice many minutiae.
Today's random fact has to do with a game called Creeper World.

Does this look awesome, or do you suck?

The real minds of plants

Wow, its been what, 10 days since I last posted? Aimless guy, Weather Pigs, even freaking chweris is faster than me now. I'd be way behind schedule...if I had a schedule for this, which I don't. I don't really have schedules for anything, I just do things when I feel like it. This is a really bad practice, one that will likely be detrimental to a successful career. I should start organizing my self and stuff. 

Man, why am I saying this in the first place? Well, it's exactly the kind of mopey self reflection type monologue you should be making when talking to your plants! 

As you may already know if you grow plants around your abode, talking to them every day is very beneficial. Scientifically, this is because your breath contains carbon dioxide which is what plants 'breath' to synthesize their food in combination with sunlight. They then exhale this random element called oxygen which obviously is not very useful for anything whatsoever, besides maybe setting things on fire. (not that humans need oxygen to survive or anything silly like that)

I love Nyoro~n comics

In actuality, talking to your plants helps because your average houseplant is more intelligent then it lets on. They just choose not to use their minds because they subscribe to that old saying: "ignorance is bliss". 

Worst cry ever

It's Saturday evening and I am again inundating the land with my tears after being left out of a LoL premade queue with my friends. I'm so duh ronery.

Coriasis (7:00): aw nah
itsame273 (7:00): full room dawg
mormon jesus
Coriasis (7:00): it looks like maryland will get flooded again
itsame273 (7:00): aw
nah
Coriasis (7:01): its a never ending cycle
the floods cause school to be closed
which causes you guys to stay inside and play more games without me
making me sadder
itsame273 (7:01): lol
izsotehsoz dawg

No, he's not sorry, none of them are. They are all blatant liars!!

The simple joys of the homeless bum

I stayed up all last night to finish some homework. For twelve hours straight I toiled, leaving me bleary eyed and stiff jointed at the end. Such was the nature of my titanic struggles against my dreadful...ly slack work ethic. That's right. I waited until the last day to start a project assigned the week before. 
But lo, I had faith that in the end I would be greatly rewarded for my efforts. And so I have been on this very next day.  

It was a review day, so class let out over almost 40 minutes early. As I emerged from the cool building into the light, I gasped(not really) as I beheld the true beauty of nature.
The sky was clear and sunny, only slight wisps of cirrus clouds adrift. The air was warm and comforting, the sakura trees in full bloom. 

As I meandered around campus in a daze, I came upon the most idyllic park bench. The fuzzy warmth of the atmosphere combined with my mounting sleep deprivation to put me in a state of walking meditation.

I felt that the time had come to reap the bountiful harvest presented to me, to spend this day in the best way possible....

Sleeeeeepiiiiing.....

Yup. It was time to be a bum.

Spice of Blog

 I've noticed that lately my posts haven't had much interesting outside media, it's just been me rambling on. 

Not that me rambling isn't interesting, it should be why you're reading this in the first place, but variety is the spice of life as they say.....OR IS IT? *stare*

I'm late

Crap I forgot to post yesterday, FFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

So now that we have that established, I would like to relate a tale of ancient days, of weeks long past, months spirited away. The time I speak of was a few weeks ago to be precise. Wait that's not precise at all. Whatever.

I had purchased a box of toaster pastries and a jar of mild chunky salsa from the supermarket, and WAIT WAIT WAIT. Did I say what I was going to do with them? No, so stop judging me. Moving on.

The only post for today

It's 11:05PM as I start this, meaning I got 55 minutes to not procrastinate and get this post in before the day ends. Unfortunately my procrastination skills have improved, as I am now procrastinating on multiple things at once....AS WE SPEAK!!! 

You might argue that it is not very hard to refrain from doing something, but if you're any sort of try-hard you know that feeling you get when you leave something undone...man, it gets to be unbearable sometimes, like a voice just continually shouting at you to get it done, to do it. 
At first it's not that bad:
Do it
nahhh
But then it starts getting stressful:
DOO EET
aw nah
It only gets worse as you get closer to the deadline, but you have to resist. Don't give in to the pressure.

Being selective about what you procrastinate on adds an extra level of difficulty. I just got invited to a LoL match, which would help me procrastinate on everything I have to do, but I CAN'T procrastinate on finishing this post....OR CAN I????

I'm just Sagan

Hey, guess what? 
You won't believe this, but I actually contained my hyperactive impulses until 2 AM the next day to post. Eh...actually that's pretty believable, and you probably don't want to hear more of my unwholesome habits and "libertine wiles".

Speaking of libertine wiles, I'd like to promote what could be the greatest thing since popsicle soup dogs.(As if those had gotten old at all.)
It's called Myocardial Infarcation, and it's a forum game!
You know, a game. On the forum. The forum. You should know which forum I'm talking about. Or are you too stoned to comprehend what I'm saying?

Don't worry Carl Swagan, it will all be over soon.

The premise of Myocardial Infarcation is that players are working together to complete a story left unfinished by a curse causing each author to have heart attack and die after only writing 1000 characters.
http://churchofproz.forumotion.net/t1238-myocardial-infarcation-rules
http://churchofproz.forumotion.net/t1239-myocardial-infarcation-untitled
 A work in progress by good ol' Dave from Weather Pigs, this shows great promise to become the next big thing to hit m- er, the forums. And the world in general.

A brief drive by

I'm gonna keep this short and sweet as I don't have much time right now and I probably won't have the chance to post later. Oh who am I kidding I put aside actually important stuff to do this I'm always bored.

We are Legion

I have discovered my compatriots(aimless already used comrades) also run blogs about nothing in particular, and so we have banded together to become a ring of trivial blogs....One Ring to Rule Them All!!

The original Aimless Sensei's broguu: http://iamsoaimless.blogspot.com/
Pretty Cool Guy that doesn't afraid of anything: http://weatherpigs.blogspot.com/
Our devout Mormon friend: http://mormonholic.blogspot.com/ 
iDunno lol: http://sunnytalksalot.blogspot.com/

Don't doubt us...we won't give up, ever. Because we're TOO LEGIT, TOO LEGIT TO QUIT

Bill

"Stop saying Bill" --videogamedunkey   "No" --me

Midnight madness....or sadness

Hell yes chain posting fever, I waited until after 12:00 midnight to start writing this post so technically it happened on the next day. 

So I thought of an epic one liner to describe the events of the past hour:

Waiting for one's arrival...

This was definitely not ripped from any version of the Unlimited Blade Works chant so don't go looking them up to prove me wrong. Go drink tea instead, because:

And I pity the fool who doesn't believe that.

Pilot Episode

Today, after hitting the create button to start this blog, I decided to jump out of my seat, turn around and giddily run out of my room and onto the staircase (As I usually do every 5 seconds when I'm not gaming...you should know this). Unfortunately as I took the first step I felt a sharp pain on the top of my right foot and tumbled to the ground at the base of the stairs, moaning in agony as I lay sprawled face down...

IT KEEPS HAPPENING

 No, sadly it only happened the one time and there was soft carpet to cushion my beautiful bottom. Or wait, shouldn't I be happy that this doesn't keep happening? It's sad for you that is.

With this first foray into the wonders of random everyday events, I am ushering in a NEW ERA, a glorious NEW WORLD ORDER that all will lie prostrate to, their asses pointed skyward and literally asinine in nature, including the donkeys....why I am talking about asses um I think I'll just skip to the evil laugh: KYAHAHAHAHAHA *cough* I mean MUUUAHHAHA ok "ha!" there you go you get the idea sorry I have a sore throat and that somehow makes me unable to type properly. Wait did I say "evil laugh"? By 'evil' I really meant 'half-assed'....dammit

An Introduction of Sorts

Asking me about Google+'s Span, eh...
"Spic and Span!" -- Captain Sham from Lemony Snicket's The Pony Party

And so begins the Blogspot edition of the Blog of ProZ, One Winged Baphomet. I would welcome you were it not for the impending invasion of dire chickens. 
Some people find that kind of event distasteful. Maybe YOU'RE one of those people. 
Don't worry though, I can't judge you if I don't know you. 
 Unless I do, in which case if you happened to be one of the luckiest kids in the world, you have lost that privilege effective immediately. Too bad.

Anyways, this is a blog I originally started over at WordPress because it seemed so trendy at the time but realized 
1) None of my friends use it and consequently can't follow me and
2) Google AdSense has no built in plugin for it so I can't get the monies from it.

I'll be porting the posts from there to this blog over the next few days. Okay, admittedly there is so little content I should be able to move it all over in a few hours, but laziness.
I'm sure you must be very sad at this terrible news. There, there, don't cry, you can find it at http://churchofproz.wordpress.com/ for now. 
I've decided with the new site and new layout I'll be changing my tone a bit.

Since I've exceeded the length of the average mindless tumblr user's post by a wide margin I think I'll end this post here. Fear not, devoted fans, for we shall meet next in less than 1 minute(or negative minutes since the reverse chronological ordering means you'll be reading this introduction last, which I dislike but all blogger sites do this). 

Oodles!

-- Your glorious administrator, Coriasis