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Remember when I said Captain Planet was a fairly major part of my childhood? Apparently it gets better.
One of the villains, Zarm, was originally voiced by none other than Sting.
That's right, Sting was on Captain Planet!
I defy you to top this news!


Speaking of Sting, let's do a post about him at some point. Tomorrow, perhaps.

My new religion

You ever wanted to start your own religion? I know I have. Think of the benefits. You get a bunch of people willing to give you money for saying they're going to be OK when they die, you don't have to pay taxes, and you get to make up a whole bunch of bullhonkey and have people seriously believe it. Even fight over it.
But think of all the downsides. Chances are, unless you already have a whole load of money, your 'religion' will just be called a cult. No one wants to be a cult leader. They never get taken seriously. Also, it's very likely you'll have people start fighting you because they think their religion is better. It could even happen within your very camp. And then people will hate you.
So a much better idea than starting your own religion, is to join a pre-existing religion as a denomination. You know Roman Catholicism is an offshoot of Christianity? Well something like that. You don't get to be the head of the actual religion, but you do get all the perks.
So from now on, my religion is Unorthodox Judaism. It's like Orthodox Judaism, but not. See, we don't go to the synagogue, we don't pray that often, Bat Mitzvah's are optional and no one makes a big deal out of your circumstition. You also get to wear those cool hats. Not the skull caps, I'm talking those wide-brimmed hats. They're cool. Oh, and of course you have full access to the Hebrew language. It's like Latin in that it sounds impressive and no one will understand you, but it's also pretty fun!
So from this day forth, you may call me Rabbi Hayes, of the Lancaster chapter of Unorthodox Judaism. Mozeltov!

I'm such a whiner

So I actually went to Kat's, and it turns out she actually does have her phone switched off most of the time. Yeah. So...I'm a whiny emokid, apparently.

It's not fair

I don't get it. Why is Kat ignoring me?
I've tried to ring her a whole bunch of times now, and every time she never answers. I've asked her to meet up with me, and she hasn't. Tonight I've asked her to e-mail me, and she hasn't. I sent her my address, so I can't even put it down to that.
I just wish she would answer me. Even if it's just to tell me she never wants to see me again, at least then I'd know. I mean, what are the odds of her never being able to answer the phone every single time? I swear she's ignoring me.
I can't stand it. I'm going to have to go round to hers at some point. I'll have to try and convince someone to let me in to her building. I'll climb all the steps to her floor. I'll knock on her door and stand outside it for however long necessary. I just need to see her again, or I'm going to go insane.
It's just so unfair. I mean, I know she doesn't want to go out with me at this stage, but we're still friends. Friends see each other. I haven't seen her since she broke it off. That was two weeks ago. No, I've seen her once in passing, and she never saw me. That's it. For God's sake, I love her, and I haven't been able to talk to her for 2 weeks.
I'm just so down. Just so down.

Too good to keep to myself

I'll probably get sued for linking to them, but what the hell.
Have you ever wanted to watch TV on the net? Sure, we all have. Ever wanted to watch old and new cartoons from one source? You bet, especially with such classics as Clone High, Sam and Max, Invader Zim and the Venture Bros. Are you an anime nut? I'm not a nut, but I do like anime.
Well worry no more!
http://tvlinks.voodeedoo.org/
Copy and paste that into your address bar and save as favourite, because this is the place to be for all your TV needs! Never miss an episode again! Also watch old stuff. Like Captain Planet! Finally you will be able to see the glory of Captain Pollution.
In other words, this is teh shiznet!

Yeah, I suck

OK, so Evil Twin Week didn't work out. But what do you expect? It's not like I had anything you couldn't find after doing a Google search. From now on, I stick to original stuff.
So we're having a superhero craze going on over at SiF. Basically, I changed my name to Batman because I thought it'd be fun. Then Old Iron changed his name to Joker. So I asked Jimbob to become Robin to help me, and then the whole thing spiralled out of control. Now it's officially a fad.
So I started a fad. Go me!
In other news, I both got into and out of a relationship. The following was written on Monday.

4 weeks and 2 days ago, I met the most amazing girl in Lancaster University, Katherine Payne. From the moment I met her I knew I was gonna like Kat; after a few hours talking to her I realised it was love. However, thanks to a problem with self-confidence and an inability to read minds, I thought it would never happen. She'd never want to be with a guy like me. We barely saw each other for weeks after that, but I loved it whenever we did.
Last Tuesday, Halloween, I met Kat again at the Halloween party in the bar. We spent the entire night with each other. Her friends and mine joined us as they pleased, but we were near-inseperable.
Once the bar closed, I asked if I could go back to hers. Amazingly she didn't object. Even more amazingly, she let me stay until half past midnight. We managed to get to know each other a lot better, finding we had a fair bit in common.
The next night, she came round to give one of my flatmates some papers, and since she was there she knocked on my door. We spent the evening together, finding out we had even more in common. We spent a lot of time hugging, as I recall. Also poking each other playfully.
The next two days I get told by her best friend, another flatmate (Michelle) that she likes me...in that way. I'm really surprised. One because she actually likes me, and two because I hadn't figured it out.
Saturday night, she comes round again, this time to give Michelle some CDs. Michelle tells the others to leave us two alone, and we are. We talk for a bit, there's a bit more playing, bit more joking around. I really want to kiss her, but I don't want to just go for it in case she doesn't want me to.
She kisses my neck. I kiss her forehead. We eventually meet in the middle.
All I can remember about the rest of the evening is kissing, stroking, moving around on the bed and saying sweet things to each other. There's no doubt in my mind now. We're in love.
When she has to leave, we're both devastated. Fortunately she comes back round a few hours later.
The rest of the night is me and her on my bed. We're both pretty tired, so it's mostly just kissing and lying next to each other. Towards the end I showed her one of my redubs, which astonishingly she didn't mind watching. We don't really focus on it. We're too interested in each other.
Sunday was her birthday. She comes round for her party our flat was throwing for her. After a bit she drags me to my room. I give her her present; a ring, a necklace and a poem. She loves all three. Apparently it's the sweetest thing anyone's ever done for her. Unfortunately the porters come round 10 minutes later and tell us we're making too much noise. They act really strict about it, like we've done some major offence. Someone lets slip that it's a birthday party. We get told can't have parties, and that everyone not in our flat has to leave. That includes her. Fascists.
We all feel really bad for her. I text her asking if she's OK, and if we can meet up tomorrow. Luckily she is, and while tomorrow was busy for her, tomorrow night was OK. That's tonight. I'm really looking forward to it.
While I'm reluctant to call her my girlfriend, because for some reason I'm unsure if we're supposed to consider ourselves in a relationship, she's certainly my very special girl. I've thought I felt this way about others, but this is different. This isn't based purely on looks or on confused messages. This is real. This is love. I love Kat Payne, and I thank the stars that she loves me too.

Since then, however, Kat's told me she's not ready for a relationship yet, and wants us just to be friends for now. Which is annoying, but I've gotten over it. You know, someday she'll be ready, and I'll be right there!
If she ever finds out about this blog, I am so screwed.
Oh, and finally, Bob, you never did send me that e-mail. Come on. Send me one!