Delirious sleep-depraved ranting

I've managed to completely throw my sleep schedule out the fucking window. I tried going to bed early since my mother needs me to go out Christmas shopping with her so I can explain what a Harvey Birdman is, and where she will be able to find one. Planning for an early excursion, I went to bed around midnight and then woke up around 3:30am and couldn't go back to sleep. I have this seasonal thing that whenever it gets cold out, my sinuses close up and only let me breathe through about ½ of one of my nostrils. It makes it a lot harder to sleep and tend to give me frequent minor headaches, leading to me sitting around watching Deal or No Deal and not, y'know... writing articles.

Here I am, with like 3 hours of sleep under my belt, morning shopping, and today also happens to be the one day of the month I'm seeking human contact. Yes, it came early this month. At 8pm I'm getting picked up for an evening of what I assume will be drunken karaoke. I've never done karaoke before, so I'm thinking yeah, I'll probably need to kick back a few before I start belting out any ballads with my horrific soprano singing voice.

The holidays are always a time of reflection, and lately I've been reflecting back to 10 years ago. In some ways, maybe I miss sneaking into the computer lab in middle school to work on my GeoCities web site. I miss the craziness of the internet 10 years ago, when I was just an anime geek in a world all my own. Though it was hard since a lot servers kicked you far up the ass for something as stupid as posting a video clip from a TV show. Now finding entire shows and movies to download online are common place.

10 years ago was also the beginning of my obsession with Studio Tavicat, which had won my devotion due to their comic, Super Information Hijinks: Reality Check! They've gone through a lot in 10 years, including new comics and having to fight to get the rights to old characters back. Now if I were to go to a con to meet them, I'd have to bust through about 50 billion fangirls asking Rikki to "SING THE DOOM SONG!!" one more time. Reality Check greatly appealed to me at the time, especially with my age bracket. The storyline took place in the future internet -- the virtual reality internet. Collin was a teenage boy genius and only his cat, Catreece, understood him.  Not only did Collen love the internet, but so did his kitty, who fell asleep under his VR helmet one day, only to pop up on the internet as a virus-ass-kicking cat furry.

And now.... NOW THERE'S GOING TO BE A WEEKLY REALITY CHECK WEBCOMIC OMGWTFBBQ!!!!!11`1 YAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!

 

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