I’m falling for a girl, and she told me to go ahead and fall.
Went to cook dinner tonight and I realized I didn’t have any aluminum foil.
Rather than be hungry, I came up with a solution.
My food was goddamn delicious.
Download Speed: 34114 kbps (4264.3 KB/sec transfer rate)
The power of speed.
Is anyone else watching the UEFA Euro 2008 soccer games? I’ve been watching a game every morning before class. Very solid soccer, if you’re a fan. Makes we want to play again. :(
I did not know this, tried it randomly, you can Ctrl+Click objects in the taskbar on Vista and modify them as a group (for purposes of cascading, tiling, closing, etc.) Neat.
I couldn’t get away from it for too long, I’m GMing on a certain private WoW server again. If that’s your kind of thing holler at me on AIM and I can give you some more information.
So I made some signatures for a forum I frequent, the standard size is 450×350 (weird eh?) so I came up with about 9 last night.
10 signatures can be found in the More section (56k beware, probably NSFW).
Continue reading “Some Photoshoppery (Signatures)”
You are a freaking animal. Best of luck to you sir.
The first result of Aramis Havana in Google is my review, hosted on Basenotes.net. And that’s pretty sweet considering how long it’s been up (not very).
Ah, Caesars Man. You were almost my first online purchase, almost. Especially at $11 for a big ol’ 4.0 oz bottle. And in your immediate defense, you don’t sound all that bad, with notes of Lime, Oakmoss, Sandalwood, Amber, and Musk. Imagine my joy when I spot you at the local TJ Maxx. $9.99 for the same 4.0 oz bottle! I’m sold!
And that’s where it all went wrong.
Of course, I can’t be too much of a prick about this, at $2.50 an ounce it’s the cheapest cologne in my wardrobe. The initial burst is even rather pleasant! Nice crisp citrus with the edges slightly rounded by the sandalwood base. And I love sandalwood fragrances. Give it about 30 minutes though, and you start to see another side. That citrus note gets a little too sweet, almost rotten, and it starts picking up a new note, which to me smells like fir or mint or pine. Something in that area. And then the base vanishes. So you’re left with rotten oranges and pine (rotten orange pine-sol?), and this will be the state of affairs for the next, oh, 15 hours. On two sprays. And I’d really rather not project this stuff, so of course it’s one of the great sillage monsters of my wardrobe.
Or it was, anyway. I gave the bottle to my Dad as I knew I honestly would never wear the stuff again. He took it with him on a vacation to Florida. When he returned a week later, he took his shaving bag and tossed it up on the counter. About a minute later I started smelling something, and something not particularly good either. With a lurching suspicion, I approach the bag and the scent grows stronger. I open the zipper and see a puddle of Caesars Man in the bottom of the bag.
By the way, just so you know, it’s a screw-top. And apparently it can work itself loose of it’s own volition.
Our bathroom smelled like Caesars man for every bit of two weeks or more. I would choke on this scent every time I went into the bathroom. After a while it’d literally make me sick to my stomach. I don’t really ever want to smell it again.
Bottom line: Friends don’t let friends wear Caesars Man.