Don't look a gift horse in the mouth

Man it's been awhile. Ian doesn't like this one.

Ian (2:44:09 AM): Amber!

Ian (2:44:12 AM): its been awhile!

Ian (2:44:16 AM): what brings you over here?

Me (2:44:50 AM): man what's the deal with online courses is the real question

Ian (2:45:01 AM): theyere ieyas

Me (2:45:11 AM): seems like it

Me (2:45:19 AM): that's the internet for ya

Me (2:45:34 AM): you know the best person on the internet was keldroc from the video games chat room

Ian (2:45:58 AM): man i wish there was some site that selled a bunch of old emo/,etalcore/metal/hardcore/post-hardcore shirts or just old band shirts in general

Me (2:46:17 AM): prolly not

Me (2:46:31 AM): you wouldn't pass the entrance quiz

Ian (2:46:38 AM): what does that mean

Me (2:46:44 AM): hahhahaha

Ian (2:46:51 AM): no i mean

Me (2:46:54 AM): uh huh sure

Ian (2:46:55 AM): that doesnt make sense?

Me (2:46:59 AM): alright!

Ian (2:47:17 AM): why would there be an entrance quiz to an ebay type thing?

Me (2:47:29 AM): no I mean a real record shop

Me (2:47:33 AM): nevermind, jesus

Ian (2:47:59 AM): why are you talkin about a real record shop when i specifically mentioned a site that sells old shirts

Me (2:48:09 AM): nah you just said a place

Ian (2:48:16 AM): oh

Ian (2:48:20 AM): i meant website

Me (2:48:22 AM): ah

Me (2:48:23 AM): well yeah

Me (2:48:27 AM): there'd probably be one there too

Ian (2:48:36 AM): know of anything like it

Me (2:48:39 AM): nah

Me (2:48:48 AM): there's this one place where I bought some Japanese hardcore EP

Ian (2:50:09 AM): yeah but im looking for shirts

Me (2:50:22 AM): they prolly have shirts too, dork

Ian (2:50:43 AM): doubtfu

Me (2:50:52 AM): interpunk.com

Ian (2:51:26 AM): no that place sucks

Me (2:51:48 AM): oh dear

Me (2:51:49 AM): how so

Ian (2:51:55 AM): in terms of shirt selection

Me (2:52:14 AM): uuuh what

Ian (2:52:17 AM): either a bunch of current really bad stuff

Ian (2:52:31 AM): or a bunch of 70's punk shit everyone knows bout like germs and stuff

Me (2:52:46 AM): there are like 69 pages of shirts of bands that start with B alone

Ian (2:52:47 AM): they have some good stuff tho like combatwoundedveteran

Ian (2:52:57 AM): yeah but there are 5 shirts to a page

Ian (2:53:04 AM): dont believe the numbers

Me (2:53:15 AM): naw it's 9

Ian (2:53:19 AM): still

Me (2:54:32 AM): anyway, good luck finding 90s screamo band shirts

Me (2:54:38 AM): cuz they probably mostly don't exist anymore

Ian (2:54:49 AM): yeah

Ian (2:54:51 AM): i kno

Ian (2:56:20 AM): ;_;

Me (2:56:55 AM): found my newest Ian and Me entry

Ian (2:57:30 AM): what

Ian (2:57:33 AM): this one is horrible

Ian (2:57:36 AM): not rlly funny at all

Me (2:57:54 AM): too brad

Slow and Slower Still

So I have had some potentially funny conversations with Ian lately but nothing to write home (or on a blog) about. Since no one reads this blog, though, I could possibly just make one up and there wouldn't be anyone to question my integrity as a blogger. I'm an honorable man, however, and will refrain from doing this. Just so I have something to talk about, I'll talk about my recent trip to Japan. Recently, I went to Japan. It was very cool. I saw a lot of cool stuff. I met some cool people. I liked the fact that I could get a beer just about anywhere at just about any time of day. I also liked the awesome public transportation and how if I was bored all I had to do was go outside of my hotel and find something to do, which was not hard at all. Even though I was there for a month, I feel like I learned a bit more of Japanese and that was pretty nice. I think my favorite thing to do in Tokyo is to go to a neighborhood you've never been to before (preferably by yourself) and just walk around and find cool shit. Stop into a nomiya, have a beer, talk to people willing to talk to you, etc. Tokyo is a nice city and there are some nice people there. It seems like people are a lot more willing to talk to you once they've got some alcohol in them. I also think that in general there are certain places where you're supposed to talk to strangers and places where you're supposed to mind your own business. I really like that because it seems like all the places where you're supposed to mind your own business, I want to be left alone. Not to say that I wouldn't talk to someone if they talked to me because listening to some Japanese person talk about minute, boring shit is still interesting because they're talking about shit that isn't really minute or boring to me. I talked to my friend's dad a lot about various things. He said that the economy in Japan is rough right now and that there doesn't seem to be a bottom (yikes). The term "no bottom" in relation to the economy is one that made me think a bit. He runs a poultry shop in Tsukiji. He wakes up really early every day to go to work and almost always gets drunk the night before. They seem to be doing alright but I really have no idea, nor do I really want to have an idea because frankly it's none of my business what their financial situation is. Anyhow, I plan on going back soon. I'd like to go in the fall or spring, though, so I can see the parks/Tokyo in general during those seasons. I like summer in Tokyo, though. There's a song by a band called Happy End about summer in Tokyo and listening to it much sums up what it's like. Yeah, really loud cicadas seem annoying at first but after a bit I got used to them and actually liked the sound. Ok, I'll leave this with a song by Happy End. A lonely sounding song:

I think I like the album version better but couldn't find it with minimal effort.

Classic Chinese Literature

What an odd story.

Ian (9:32:46 PM): what you should read is RotTK

Me (9:32:59 PM): no thanks I don't like lord of the rings

Ian (9:33:30 PM): oh oops

Ian (9:33:35 PM): romance of the three kingdoms

Me (9:34:01 PM): yeah I'm not a big lord of the rings fan

Ian (9:34:17 PM): but the book is about the unnification of china???

Me (9:36:04 PM): sure dude whatever

Ian (9:36:17 PM): and its awesome as heck??

Ian (9:38:03 PM): one of the main general's stops at peasants house to eat

Ian (9:38:15 PM): but they dont have any fod so the dude kills his wife and

Ian (9:38:22 PM): feeds it to the general

Ian (9:38:31 PM): dude finds out about it

Ian (9:38:43 PM): and is moved to tears

Ian (9:38:48 PM): not at the fact he just ate human

Ian (9:39:10 PM): but at the fact the peasant sacrifcied so much. he ended up sending 50 silver to the peasant afterwards

Me (9:39:54 PM): uh, I'm familiar with the book

Ian (9:40:04 PM): oh you are?

Ian (9:40:10 PM): did you have to read it for class or something

Me (9:41:04 PM): nah dude I'm just familiar with pretty much every book

Ian (9:41:13 PM): you are a dick

Ian (9:41:18 PM): hope you choke on a boner

Me (9:42:17 PM): think I found my latest "Ian and Me" conversation

Slow slow slow

I don't think I've had a funny conversation with Ian for a bit.  I do, however, have a bag of spicy pork rinds.  They taste good and were pretty cheap. 

Prok Tenderloins

Ian thinks that chicken fingers are a gift from the gods.  Also I think I'm going to get drunk off of kosher wine this weekend.

Me (12:45:10 AM): they were all braindead hicks

Ian (12:55:32 AM): well they were all classic

Ian (12:55:43 AM): dude that majored in history to be a coach

Ian (12:59:19 AM): do you like pork tenderloin sandwiches

Ian (1:00:57 AM): do you

Me (1:16:28 AM): yee

Ian (1:27:07 AM): do you like the prok tenderloin

Me (1:27:50 AM): yes

Me (1:27:55 AM): I like the prok tenerloins

Ian (1:29:05 AM): i cant remember the last time ihad a pork tenderloin sandwich

Me (1:32:56 AM): you bitch

Me (1:33:07 AM): I had 10 prok tenderloins this week alone

Ian (1:33:30 AM): cant even remember the taste

Ian (1:33:36 AM): so instead i order chicken strips

Me (1:33:45 AM): god

Me (1:33:47 AM): chicken strips?

Me (1:33:50 AM): jesus

Ian (1:34:24 AM): love me chicken strips

Ian (1:35:13 AM): seirously

Me (1:38:14 AM): chicken strips are good

Ian (1:38:14 AM): lol i just took a few sleeping pills

Me (1:38:15 AM): not too filling

Me (1:38:18 AM): taste good

Ian (1:38:24 AM): woder if Ill fall asleep before it gets here???

Me (1:38:25 AM): lol dude

Ian (1:38:42 AM): its a game i played called " oh boy Im literally dumb as shit"

Ian (1:39:02 AM): know who has the best chicken strips

Ian (1:39:06 AM): texas roadhouse

Ian (1:39:08 AM): mhm mmmm

Me (1:39:19 AM): never had tem

Me (1:39:27 AM): do they put barbeque all over them?

Ian (1:40:03 AM): no way

Me (1:40:14 AM): well then what makes them different from every other goddamned chicken strip?

Ian (1:41:26 AM): their batter

Me (1:43:43 AM): eh

Me (1:43:47 AM): I'll believe it when I try it

Me (1:43:52 AM): which will be more than likely never

Me (1:44:23 AM): god shit

Me (1:44:29 AM): I just realized that I typed "lol

Me (1:44:30 AM): "

Me (1:44:36 AM): god fuck you for making me used to it

Ian (1:44:47 AM): did you mean it in earnest

Me (1:44:50 AM): no

Me (1:44:56 AM): but even jokingly that's horrible

Ian (1:44:59 AM): cus lol if you did

Me (1:45:10 AM): oh well

Me (1:45:23 AM): as long as I never do it again

Me (1:45:44 AM): man should I study for this test I have or go to bed soon

Ian (1:45:54 AM): whats the test over

Me (1:49:26 AM): german

Me (1:49:28 AM): german words

Ian (1:55:21 AM): you take german>?

Me (1:55:43 AM): nah

Me (1:55:45 AM): dude this is great

Me (1:55:48 AM): http://www.metro.co.uk/weird/article.html?Friend_bites_mans_penis_off_in_row&in_article_id=613133&in_page_id=2

Ian (1:57:42 AM): hmmm

New Beginnings and Frozen Pizzas

So this is just a boring blog wherein I post conversations I have with my friend Ian that I think are amusing.  These are all on the internet, never in real life because we live in separate towns and I'd rather die than be caught hanging out with him when I am in the town he lives in (just kidding, dude).  Anyhow, for today's conversation I give you the pizza conversation:

Ian (7:10:51 PM): think i might have some cheesey ass pizza

Me (7:11:09 PM): pizza?

Me (7:11:11 PM): from where?

Ian (7:11:52 PM): my fuckin freezer

Me (7:12:03 PM): oh, I've never had a frozen pizza before

Ian (7:12:09 PM): bullshiieeeet

Me (7:12:22 PM): no, I haven't

Me (7:12:25 PM): is it hard to make one?

Ian (7:13:20 PM): nah you just put it in the pven

Me (7:13:44 PM): never used an oven before

Me (7:13:46 PM): is that hard?

Ian (7:13:58 PM): nope! just turn it on! withc a dial!

Me (7:14:12 PM): yeah but which setting do you turn it on?

Ian (7:14:29 PM): whatev the box says

Ian (7:14:34 PM): do exactly whats on the box

Me (7:15:42 PM): oh

Me (7:16:00 PM): but don't some frozen pizzas not come in a box?

Ian (7:16:10 PM): no literally all of them do

Me (7:16:21 PM): what about boboli?

Me (7:16:24 PM): they come in bags sort of

Ian (7:16:31 PM): i dont know what that is

Ian (7:16:36 PM): what do they look like?

Me (7:16:42 PM): pizzas in bags

Ian (7:16:49 PM): what kinda bag

Ian (7:16:52 PM): are they clear

Me (7:17:01 PM): alright so if I get a frozen pizza it should be in a box, right?

Ian (7:18:16 PM): yes

Ian (7:18:17 PM): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k7bKx0-shPI

Me (7:19:01 PM): damn that won't work

Me (7:19:09 PM): can I just copy that link and put it in my browser?

Ian (7:19:20 PM): nice try fella

Me (7:22:07 PM): huh?

Ian (7:22:28 PM): nice fucking try

Me (7:23:09 PM): what?

Me (7:24:44 PM): man I think I should start a blog called "Ian and Me" where it's just conversations I have with you on the internet

Me (7:27:53 PM): what's a free blog site?

Me (7:27:58 PM): is blogspot free?

Ian (7:33:20 PM): blogspot is free yes

Me (7:33:52 PM): so I don't have to give them a credit card number?

Ian (7:34:04 PM): no

Ian (7:34:05 PM): e

Me (7:34:16 PM): what if I want to

Ian (7:34:27 PM): i found something rotting in my front closet

Ian (7:34:36 PM): it was ina trahs bag

Ian (7:34:39 PM): it was gross

Me (7:35:01 PM): what was it?

Me (7:35:05 PM): your sense of dignity?

Ian (7:35:05 PM): i dont know

Me (7:35:11 PM): your shame?

Ian (7:35:17 PM): it smelled bad so i threw it out immediately

Me (7:35:49 PM): dude you could have used that for a rat or roach trap

Me (7:35:56 PM): ALWAYS save rotting material

Me (7:36:03 PM): especially if you live in a high rise apartment

Ian (7:37:12 PM): i dont have rts or roaches

Me (7:37:47 PM): well if you live in a high rise that shit will get pretty bad, dude

Ian (7:37:52 PM): RTS's*

Me (7:38:47 PM): real time strategies

Me (7:38:49 PM): yes I get it

Me (7:38:51 PM): very good ian

Ian (7:39:01 PM): what

Ian (7:39:59 PM): what!?

Ian (7:40:02 PM): WHAT!?