An Ode to Team Fortress 2

Uh...TF2?  You were working yesterday...
and all of last week
though now you quit
while to game, I seek
not on the xBox or fancy Wii
I just want to play on my PC
but the game keeps on crashing
I'm lacking some script
there is no bright flashing
my screen's like a crypt
"Oh, Team Fortress 2!"
I worry and shout
"Is there nothing you can do
to help a girl out?"
And so I sit staring
at my blue screen
with only Facebook and blogging and such
and I know it sound mean
but, guys, the game it isn't a crutch
I just want to play
my eyes all a-gleam
so much for today
thanks SO MUCH, Steam

A Grand New...

     ...Forum!  
One of my good friends has made a forum.  It's a new, budding site and needs members.  Knowing your memes always helps.  It has rules, mostly to ensure that everyone stays civil.  There's a nice debate section that probably needs some attention.
     The atmosphere is very chill, on the top it says, "A website for free thinkers".  This forum is known as:

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It can be found if you follow this nice, shiny link.  

     

      I urge anyone to check it out, thanks.

Yours,

AG.

My Family is Made of Word Salad

So I was making a glass of lemonade.
Jax was passing through near the kitchen and so I sought a second opinion.
"Hey, Jax!  Tell me what you think of this!"
 "I don't think." is his genius reply.
"Ok, How about you tell me how it tastes?" I implore.
A shrug, "OK."
He takes the lemonade from me and proceeds to...
...suck on the chopstick I was using to stir it with....
?
"Jax, that's not...a...straw..."I manage through my laughter "...that's...that's a.....chopstick!"
 I double over, spewing laughter.

So, I walk into the room where Ammamay's sitting on the couch.
"Momma, Jax sucked on my chopstick."
I can barely stifle my giggles.
She looks up at me, completely straight-faced, and asks me, "What was it doing on the floor?"


It's moments like this that make life worth living, isn't it?

Yours,
AG

AAAAAND now, more on Radios!(Right after this quick* Commercial Break.)

      I guess I have a bit of an unnatural love for my radios.  They are my "babies".  I guess I have this thing about music(free music, all the moreso!).  I have grown up with a radio.  I have developed some weird music tastes/preferences due to this.

For Instance;

     I like the "crunch" that you hear in FM radio.  I think it makes some songs sound better than if the band were playing the song right in front of me. This is not normal.  

     So, basically, little things like that influence my taste in music, advertisements, basically anything auditory.  I LOVE my radio, it is my pride and joy.  You might even be able to say that is was my friend growing up.  Some of my fondest memories revolve around radios.

     To me, music is necessary.  I need it to calm down sometimes.

Being an Aspie** has a lot of ups and down,  Just like being an NT***.   My ups and downs are a little bit different, though.  When I am overwhelmed, thinking becomes a bit of a problem for me.  When I am like that-too sad/mad/over-stimulated/sensory-deeprived, music helps to sooth me and to make me feel better.

And so, my radios are very prized possessions for me.

I have two radios.
One is a clock-radio that I keep nex to my bed.  The face of it glows, it glows so brightly that it would keep me awake if I didn't face it down every night, although there is a downside to doing that.  It is scratched, a mega-super-number-marring-scratch is on the face and lots of little scratches make it look almost like it's dirty!

     My other radio is portable and from the '70's.  My Gramma**** bought it from Radio Shack for around $7.⁰⁰ and if it wasn't used it would be worth about five times that much***** on popular auction sites, but
I don't plan on selling it any time soon.  It is red and is supposed to be for emergencies. 
Like when the power goes out.******
Or I am DEAD BORED after class gets let out.
Or...or....or...
...well, I think you get the picture.
     I take very good care of them both(except when I'm sleeping, unfortunately).  I know most of my generation are all hopped up on iPods and stuff, but I'd take a good book and a good music station and be happy for about an eternity or two.

Love,
AG








*LIES!(those breaks feel like they take hours, ugh)
**Aspie=person with Asperger's
***NT=neurotypical/relatively normal person
****Gramma=Ammamay's Mom
*****last time I checked, it was 36 or 37 dollars.
******There will one day be a post about this.  I swear it!

Another Introductary Post

     NANNAH!!!!!!!!!-My cousin. She's 15.
Risa-My cousin, Cece's Mouse. She is 18.
      Cece-Risa's Bestie/Monkey. She is also 18.
Sisi-Emboo's Bestie/Cousin. She is 11.
     OOIE- RISA'S BOY FRIEND***    
Blondie and Toto=My Besties. They are 15(Blondie)and 16(Toto)
       Emboo and I are both friends with Mina(13). 
J-Roz(10) and T-Rex are buds.

     Mina and JRoz are my boyfriend's Younger Sibs.

Lol-y Boy(16) is My Mad Scientist/Inventor and my boyfriend.  

     "?" There is also an amazingawesometasticfavoloso girl in the library who does tutoring after school.  She has turned me into a Nerdfighter*!  I've known her for about two days(well, four, but I only saw  her on two of them).  For now she will be known as "The Mysterious Awesome One."

      There is more, I swear, I just wanted to begin a reference sheet of sorts.  I doubt it will stop, though.  There are a lot of people who impact my life.  Including my huge Family.

     Family is important to me.  I have a Nuclear Family, sort of.  Ammamay is a RN, but stays at home, while Addyday** is a Firefighter(ya know, supports the fam).  Our family is a bit large for the traditional Nuclear Family.  

     While the traditional Nuclar Family has two children, a boy and a girl, ours has four(however it does still have the same ratio and balance).

     My extended family-yeesh!-I will introduce quite a few of them, but honestly, I don't even know all of them.

*For those of you who don't know what a Nerdfighter is, check out the Vlog Brothers on YouTube.  They are made of Awesomesauce.

**My dad.

***Written by Risa

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!  I HAVE GUNPOWDER ON THE BOTTOMS OF MY FEET!

The gunpowder is from stepping on Pop-Its.  I just rang in the new year!  I'm going to have some trouble for the next seven months trying to remember what year we're in.  Eh, oh well.  I'm just going sit back with mah gun-powder feet an' chug mah rootbeer.  I also have a pretty cool hat.

Pretty

Awesome

Hat

These Two are of The Cast From Hell