Happy birthday Death!

So today was Death's birthday. He has been my best friend and brother for a few years now, and I couldn't think of a better person to have my back. He is younger than me, but he doesn't seem like it. We consider ourselves twins, and in a lot of ways we are. We have music tastes, games tastes, and many other tastes shared. We both have similar personalities, except he is far quieter, and more reserved than myself.
I bought his gift about a month ago, at Kohl's, and he was pretty excited. I got him about sixty dollars worth of jackets and shirts, and sixty more dollars in Kohl's cash, which gave him the freedom to buy even more clothes. And Little one made him a homemade Navi in a bottle. He doesn't read my blog so I can easily post without him knowing. It is so sweet that she is handmaking gifts for Death and I, and we both appreciate her greatly.
So I have a Death-themed post. We have recently begun playing a game called Borderlands 2, which is this hilarious, cell-shaded shooter, with funny characters, and missions, while managing to be a very serious game with a great storyline. So Death, Sol, and Final Chase, along with myself have begun a four player system link in this game. Hilarity ensues when the controllers get picked up. Sol and myself are erratic, and insane, and we tend to fight everything while Death and Chase tend to actually complete objectives. Sol and I have actually gotten a lot more achievements for bullying enemies than anyone else. But one specific hour of gameplay still has Death and myself rollnig in laughter when we remember it. In this area called sanctuary, there are two gambling machines where you pay money, pull a lever, and wait for riches or grenades to fall out of the machine. It took a few tries for a system to be figured out to warn the others when a grenade was dropped. But one, very hilarious time, Sol was warned, and all he said was " I AM TOO INVESTED!!!" and let himself die. We all cracked up, and had to stop for the night. It was a great night. And now I am off to play again! Ace out!

Ankles and Accidents.

Recently I began longboarding on campus. Longboarding is very fun, and my board is big and sturdy. I am becoming a fine longboarder, and I have yet to hurt myself on a longboard. Skateboards, however, are very different, and I have a fun story to tell about how different they can be.
Death has recently befriended a girl who is going to be skating with us as soon as her mail-order longboard comes in. She is a pretty nice girl, even if she has been stealing my bro from me on almost a daily basis. She wanted to skate with us the other night, but we only had a spare skateboard. I was kind enough to let her use my longboard because I know my board was safer and easier to use for a first timer. I took off on the skateboard pretty well, and started pretty well. But two factors hurt me that night. My longboard is.. well, long. And on a skateboard it is a far shorter deck. So after a few pushes, I missed my step, and rolled my ankle once, at a moderate speed, which hurt a little. After a new try, I got going again, and was doing pretty well for about twenty minutes. I started to get confident, and starting going a lot quicker. Here was the second factor: at higher speeds, the smaller wheels of a skateboard can get moving a lot faster, and boards can shoot from underneath you. I missed my step again, at a higher speed, lost the board, sprained my ankle, and landed heavily on my left kneecap. I bruised it badly, and kept trying to skate that night, which didn't help. So I had to go to the hospital the next day. Badly sprained ankle, and a bruised kneecap. But I am fine now, and I have a neat brace, and crutches. Wish for my quick recovery. Ace out!

Pepper Sprayed

A new fighter joins the fray. My friend Prophet, another lifelong friend, and I decided to let my my friend the Box Ghost and Death pepper spray us. It was bad. It was horrible. The liquid gets in your eyes and mouth and the mucus of your nose and it burns so bad. It feels like liquid fire is invading your pores and incinerating your very pores. Focusing on these words is nearly impossible and the only reason I am doing this is because I feel obligated towards any of my readers who don't posses a motherly/sisterly love for me to give them a funny, manly story of my pain and suffering in my quest to experience everything in life at least once. I made one huge mistake, and a few small ones. Some of the smaller ones involve having my mouth open and inhaling in surprise. But my biggest, most pathetic mistake is a harsh one. I grabbed a towel and started wiping off my face. Then, in my panic and discomfort I put it around my shoulders for a holder. So I had an allergic reaction on my chest which feels like an incredible sunburn. It also managed to run down into my groin when I showered and I can't effectively describe that pain without extreme visuals and gruesome language. But Prophet and I have become much better friends because of it and we feel closer. In the end, I don't know if it was really WORTH it, but it was an experience, and I don't think I really regret anything. I will never willingly submit myself to this without reason ever again, but like I said, it was an experience not a lot of people have been through and I can honestly say that I am stronger for it. Have a great night and don't get pepper sprayed people! Ace out!

Misconceptions

So I bought a new toy today. It is called an electronic hookah. It sounds sketchy, and I had to do a lot of research after my friends bought one to understand what it is. It uses plant glycose to produce what is essentially just flavored vapors. There is an option to add nicotine, however, as I have quit smoking not too long ago, I figured it would be a good idea to avoid the drug. Nicotine is not good for you, nor is it healthy to be addicted to anything. Especially when I have dealt with caffeine and nicotine addictions before in my life. One of the popular misconceptions about an electronic hookah is that it is weed related, or very tobacco related. While that is true in a typical, water based hookah pipe, it is not of ehookahs, because they are focused on fun flavors of vaporized plant glycose and spawn great flavors like rootbeer float, skittles, and watermelon jolly rancher. I like blowing smoke rings as well, which I have gotten quite good at, and makes me feel vaguely like Bilbo as he puffs on his pipe. It is a harmless, addictionless, fun hobby, and I have done a lot of research to ensure that I have not purchased an addictive, or unhealthy tool.
On another, money related note, I have discovered that I have much more preference spending money on others than myself. I spent a lot of money at a Khol's today, and bought about 60 to 70 dollars worth of clothing for Death as a birthday present. Then, after spending all that money, I gave him the sixty dollar gift card that came with it. I felt great, and I wasn't looking for recognition. I just truly enjoyed giving him repayment for a lot of the things he has done for me. Plus, he really helped me pick out some nice clothes for the school year.
Finally, I just want to say, people don't change much throughout life. It is a sad fact sometimes, but in many ways it is truly wonderful. Friends for life exists because no matter how old Death and I get, we will always have essentially the same mindset, life goals, and personalities. While that also has its downsides, I firmly believe that anything that gives me the ability to fall in love for life, whether with my fiancee, or my best friends, or my little sister, its negative sides are easily dismissed. I am not saying no one ever changes, but in the long run, a person never really changes their beliefs, or their mindsets about things. Small things differ, but most people will always think the same way. On that note, I will say, I am happy with most everyone I know, and I don't want them to change anyways! Love you guys! Ace out!