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Matrilwood

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Here in I'll just talk about life, the universe and everything (42 for the win), stuff I feel is important for what ever reason, I'll try to make it amusing, though I won't make too many jokes in this intro because it's 1:30AM and I'm a little annoyed about things I'll leave out until I calm down. Then we can laugh at the misfortunes of others (Although in this case me, because gossiping about other people is just cruel).

This is just the intro post, so that when I think of something highly amusing to write up I have some place to put it.

NOTE: highly amusing by my standards, i.e. individual results could vary from "lol that's epic" to "What the hell, you nut-bar!!!"

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This one might get a little depressing. Sorry but I'm not in the mood to make jokes at the moment, but I really need to get this off my chest. If you want humour, just skip to the next entry.

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All my dreams would come true. The opportunity I'd been patiently waiting for presented itself. Sitting there, smiling at me, waiting for me to reach out and grab it. Fate would not be so kind.

For literally years, I've been having trouble acquiring a copy of Garry's Mod. Even when I eventually bought the game, I could not get it to work. I've tried 3 different computers. It doesn't matter what I do, it either doesn't work or it refuses to even download. I've come to except it as a curse that I must bear. All these ideas flowing through my brain, and fate will sadistically wave the medium of sharing these ideas to the world in front of my face, but never once letting me have it.

And then it happened "Garrys Mod Pony Video Event!"

This was my chance to show everyone my abilities, I know I can do it, I know I can turn the story that slowly formed into my head into a video that would be the key to me escaping the chocking grip of obscurity. But alas, it was never meant to be.

So I bow my head in defeat. I sit in the corner, hug my knees, and dream about what should have been.

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