http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:Naetholix&section=today deviantART RSS for by:Naetholix en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Wed, 25 Nov 2009 05:21:45 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://Naetholix.deviantart.com/journal/28406754/ http://Naetholix.deviantart.com/journal/28406754/ Tue, 17 Nov 2009 01:39:01 PST griffindragon has tagged me. I normally don't respond to these things but I'm in a sporting mood today and feel like shoving random info about myself in your face and YOU'RE GONNA LIKE IT!!! >=]

You've been tagged! (Thanks, tips.)
1. Post these rules.
2. Each tagged person must post 10 things about themselves on their journal.
3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 10 people and post their icons on the same journal.
4. Go to their pages and send a message saying you tagged them.
5. No tag-backs.

Rules 3 and 4 can get fucked. I don't wanna feel like I'm pressuring anyone to do this even though they can very well tell me to piss off and not have to do it anyway.

Anyway, here we go...

1) I am a dragon otherkin, which basically means I have a character of another physical form that I identify myself with as sort of a spiritual thing. I dunno. I draw a big, ugly, platinum dragon and I call him Neox, but he's more than just a character to me; he's more like a passenger. Almost like he's just another layer of skin under the one I already have. (It does NOT mean I'm a furry. Not to knock on furries or anything, but people often confuse one idea with the other.)

2) I've been a type-1 (insulin-dependent) diabetic for 7 years. I'll admit, recently, I haven't kept it in very good control, but then again, nothing in my life has been really well-controlled in this past year. So now that I'm settled down, provided no more shit-storms come my way for a while, I'm gonna get my condition in-check, I promise.

3) I hate... HAAAAATE getting water in my shoes. If there's one way to turn me sour on a canoeing/camping/hiking/fishing trip, it's for me to get water in my shoes/boots when I'm a LONG way from getting dry footwear.

4) I am the first one of my friends from grade-school who can boast living in a house all to himself. I am also the youngest of my friends from grade-school.

5) I've tried marijuana a few times only to realize that I really don't like it. All it does is make me stupid and tired, so I stupidly try to find my way to my stupid bed and stupidly fall asleep. Don't really get how other people get off on the stuff, really. I haven't used anything other than that and never plan on changing that.

6) I own and play Xbox 360, AND Playstation 3 and love BOTH. Fuck all you retarded fanboys/girls. >=] (Anyone who asks about the Wii dies. Though I do own one, I think it's a ripoff since I'm not into kiddie-games and I hate how under-powered it is for graphics.)

7) I have an obsession with inner-demons, and I believe that everyone has one, no matter how "good" you are. Whether or not you let it out, and how often you do, determines your level of "good" or "evil." Some peoples' demons don't feed off bringing agony to others; but rather, feed off the host and cause them grief. I like to play with mine often and feed it with dark art and heavy-metal. (And other, technically harmless things which I shall not mention.) That way, it stays satisfied and doesn't have to come out and hurt people. I acknowledge that it's only a metaphorical manifestation of negative thoughts, emotions and the acts committed by the host's inability to control them, but I much prefer the representation for spiritual, artistic and inspirational purposes.

8) When governing bodies get so full of themselves that they explode and our society finally disintegrates and we all get blasted back into the stone-age, everyone is going to want to be my friend. I know how to survive without technology, grow and find food, cook on an open fire, MAKE fire, live in the wilderness and build shelter. Well... I could at least pass that shit on to someone until my stockpile of insulin runs out and I slip into a coma and die. XD Yeah, that sounds morbid, but are you gonna argue with the truth? I sure ain't.

9) My 1996 Pontiac Sunfire has been in my family since it drove off the lot brand new and it already has 500 000 Km on it. Thing still sounds like a healthy 2.2L 4-banger and I change its oil and filter every 5000Km.

10) I'm an enthusiast for 3-wheelers (3-wheeled off-road motorcycles) and I feel more comfortable driving a "trike" than a quad or dirtbike. It really disappoints me that they were outlawed because stupid people didn't know how to drive them and they were deemed "too dangerous," and they don't manufacture them anymore.

In other news, I've moved into my own place, finally, and I'm chillin! I love it here, even t... ]]> *Naetholix http://Naetholix.deviantart.com/journal/28037786/ http://Naetholix.deviantart.com/journal/28037786/ Thu, 29 Oct 2009 22:02:54 PDT
]]> *Naetholix http://Naetholix.deviantart.com/journal/17901855/ http://Naetholix.deviantart.com/journal/17901855/ Thu, 17 Apr 2008 19:01:14 PDT :WARNING:
The contents of the following, badly-IjackedofftoomuchinEnglishclass-written paragraphs are completely, solely, ENTIRELY my opinion and open to discussion. I try to keep my arguments balanced so that I don't seem too one-sided unless it's a topic that I completely agree/disagree with.
IF YOU'RE GOING TO VOICE YOUR OPINION, PLEASE MAKE IT AN EDUCATED OPINION SO WE CAN KEEP THE MATURITY LEVEL ABOVE MIDDLE SCHOOL.
Thank you.
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So I took my friend, Trevor, to the mall the other day and upon getting back to my car, he noticed that I unlocked his door first before mine.

"You, my friend, are a member of a dying breed." He says.

"Huh?" I ask.

"You unlocked my door first. I haven't seen anyone but myself do that for people in years."

And it's true. People nowadays seem to have no manners. Our society has become so sickeningly rotten that nobody, not even the senior fucking citizens say "please," "thankyou," or "you're welcome." Honest, I've held the door open for little old ladies who don't even look at me and just walk on through like this was the 1800's and I was black.

"Well, I say, there's a 19-year-old little whipper-snapper. Let's turn our noses up at him because their generation doesn't know how to be courteous to anyone."

Seriously, though. I've been nice all my life. I don't instigate with anyone. I hold the door open for anyone, not just elderly people. I let people go in front of me in the checkout line if they have less items than me. I say 'have a nice day' and mean it, to anyone I encounter in a day for more than 10 seconds. Yet I don't even get a 'thankyou' from someone even if I returned them their keys that they left on the counter at a grocery store.

Oh, I was probably thinking about stealing them anyway, right?

I mean... where were these peoples' parents when they were growing up? I was reminded so much, growing up, to say "please" and "thankyou" that I even now find myself reminding people MY AGE to say it after they complete a transaction with someone for whatever. It's NOT that hard to remember, if you've GOT a conscience and the TINIEST bit of consideration for people around you.

It's gotten to the point that every dumb shit who gets angry at someone else for the STUPIDEST reasons, I wanna give them a shave starting at their carotid artery using a guitar pick coated in isopropyl alcohol. I DON'T WANT THEM IN THE GENE POOL; GET THEM OUT.

I mean... have you ever been on Xbox Live? Or any servers in online gaming? There must be a sign somewhere that I can't read that says "PLAY GAMES ONLINE IF YOUR PARENTS WERE TWO CHIMPANZEE SIBLINGS WITH DOWN SYNDROME."

I finish a game. I'm sitting in the post-game lobby waiting for the next match. All I can hear is a bunch of 13-year-olds screaming:

"YOU FUCKING FAGGOT. GO TAKE A LONG WALK OFF A SHORT PIER. YOU'RE FUCKING GAY. YOU SUCK AT THIS GAME AND YOU SHOULD STOP PLAYING IT. YOUR MOM'S GONNA BE COMING OVER TO MY PLACE TONIGHT TO BLOW ME AS HARD AS YOU BLEW AT THIS GAME."

Etc, etc.

Where are these kids' parents to beat the silly shit out of them? When I got caught swearing or calling names when I was a kid, I got a nice firm slap on my buttcheeks with the coveted Wooden Spoon, or The Belt, and my parents DAMN WELL made sure I knew what I was getting punished for, so I wouldn't do it again.

Now I swear a lot, admittedly, but I don't mean harm by it, and I surely don't have any malice in my tone when I'm talking to people unless they damn well deserve to get flak-cannoned by me. They're just words, right? They were Anglo-Saxon everyday language which were only made derogatory by the snot-nosed nobility.

I say "Good game, everyone," and I get "GO FUCKING DIE, YOU PIECE OF SHIT." I play with my Kia sitting beside me, also playing, and as soon as they find out she's a girl, we hear "Hey, wanna come suck my dick after this game, hunny?" "Where do you live?" "Are you hot?" And the second I say "Uh, that's my girlfriend you're talking to, who it is sitting right beside me," I get "SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU FUCKING FAGGOT, NO SHE'S NOT." "SO WHAT? SHE DOESN'T SUCK YOUR DICK ANYWAY; SHE'S SUCKING MINE."

Honestly, I sometimes wish their dads would walk in the room and beat them with their microphones still on so I could hear it. Being nice to people to get them to be nice in return has stopped working. The only way we can clear this up now is to eradicate the population that is missing the mental capacity to be nice to their fellow man. Too bad that shit'll get you thrown in jail.

I actually get threats over Xbox Live. I get people telling me they're going to come to my house and bea... ]]> *Naetholix