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3s, powerstone, bangai-o, ikaruga, etc

uhh code veronica, virtua tennis, nfl 2k where randy moss would catch everything even in quadruple coverage, crazy fucking taxi, mvc2, shutouku battle, rez!!!!!!!!!, etc

dc is still the best system ever imo... only system i owned other than a famicom. no i didn't own a snes smh and only had a dreamcast cuz i won it in a bet :D

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Posted · Hidden by High Monika, February 28, 2012 - No reason given
Hidden by High Monika, February 28, 2012 - No reason given

All this video game talk and I went to load up a clip of Earthbound. This feeling hit me. Then the cool, damp feel and smell of my old basement. Then the feelings of playing the game.

I even had the original game guide, which was amazing. It was written like a small newspaper guide to each city and level. Had great pictures and charts and stupid scratch and sniff cards in the back.

Goddamnit. Gotta play it again. Will get all special items. Will not quit until I succeed.

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If you played obssessively, skip to 7:52. If not, skip it.

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For some reason it kind of annoys me when people call articles of clothing 'pieces'

like at the store I'd be trying on a jacket and dude says 'yes i think that piece would look excellent with some charcoal trousers' or something and it just sounds really pretentious.

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This sounds like life as I know it, down to the dollar. I imagine NYC people working menial jobs are far more unpleasant than their counterparts in Asia, though. I still love going to random places in Japan and seeing cute girls in polyester work uniforms and hats/visors. Might need to explore this a bit with some cosplay girls.

It's funny because I've been taking a step back lately and analyzing how I've grown and changed since I've moved to the city. I used to actually be like how I was online (nicest guy on the internet) super enthusiastic, bright eyed and bushy tailed, working shit pay at a shit job doing shit work living in a shit neighborhood with a shit commute, and life couldn't have been better. Than 3-6 months passed and gradually I found myself becoming more and more callous but simultaneously so much more driven to advance and find a form of intellectual and career oriented stimulation, hence me moving up to my current salary position. This job has worked me regularly for approximately 60-80 hours a week, maxing out at 400 a month during this past december, for none of which I received a bonus, overtime, nothing. it sucks. I have to say, New York is not a cheap place to live, but I feel it brings out the true self of a person and in some cases the best or worst. Cities like this fascinate me and I love hearing about other peoples lives/stories. Spoonah in particular I'd love to hear.

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It's funny because I've been taking a step back lately and analyzing how I've grown and changed since I've moved to the city. I used to actually be like how I was online (nicest guy on the internet) super enthusiastic, bright eyed and bushy tailed, working shit pay at a shit job doing shit work living in a shit neighborhood with a shit commute, and life couldn't have been better. Than 3-6 months passed and gradually I found myself becoming more and more callous but simultaneously so much more driven to advance and find a form of intellectual and career oriented stimulation, hence me moving up to my current salary position. This job has worked me regularly for approximately 60-80 hours a week, maxing out at 400 a month during this past december, for none of which I received a bonus, overtime, nothing. it sucks. I have to say, New York is not a cheap place to live, but I feel it brings out the true self of a person and in some cases the best or worst. Cities like this fascinate me and I love hearing about other peoples lives/stories. Spoonah in particular I'd love to hear.

I think somewhere in this passage is the inherent flaw in the american system. the place beats you down so much that you have no choice but to search for some existential form of validation, whether it be fame or wealth or "the job you were meant to have" or whatever, and it's only these ends that can really justify the soul crushing means that are the american capitolist system. the problem is, a vast proportion of the people will never achieve any ends even close to justifying the means. there's over 300 million people in the US, I doubt many of them will ever know what their dream job is, much less self actualize and find it. So you may work hard in new york, despite the low pay and high cost of living, and you may succeed, but way more people won't. So basically they waste their lives in pursuit of something that doesn't exist for them, when they should have fought for 30 hour workweeks, free healthcare, and state subsidized liquor stores. eat drink and be merry. I feel like European society is more structured, but there is less pressure/paranoia/consumerist urge addiction because there isn't this mad rush to justify your existence through the economy. I have never been to Asia, so I can't say anything to that point. I am some one who wants the opportunity to sink or swim, so I appreciate the system here. but there's definitely a psychological burden in a country where everyone can be someone and most are nobodies.

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I have no real stories to tell, I basically coasted through life with a bit of luck, not like winning the lottery, but more like winning a hundred bucks every time I step into a casino luck . In 8th grade everyone studied their asses off for the NYC high school entrance exams, I didn't study, I watched cartoons, played a lot of street fighter 2 practicing shadow throws with Guile. The Monday that we got back our exam results, I was surprised I actually got into Brooklyn Tech, and was a few points short of getting into Bronx Science(too lazy to take summer school to get makeup points). My friend at the time saw my results and was in tears, she called me an asshole because I never worked hard, and said I didn't deserve it, and she couldn't believe she didn't get in, and ran off. I never spoke to her again despite running into her time and time again. She basically foretold my future.

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I've got so much huge shit in the works, especially for my age, even where I'm at is ahead of the game, but FUCK. I'm never satisfied and always want more. Nothing I do will ever leave me satisfied or feeling successful. I fucking HATE this feeling.

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I've got so much huge shit in the works, especially for my age, even where I'm at is ahead of the game, but FUCK. I'm never satisfied and always want more. Nothing I do will ever leave me satisfied or feeling successful. I fucking HATE this feeling.

Aye, that's that killer instinct that's gonna make you rich. Don't hate it, embrace it. I let it slip away over the last few years and desperately want to get it back.

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I think somewhere in this passage is the inherent flaw in the american system. the place beats you down so much that you have no choice but to search for some existential form of validation, whether it be fame or wealth or "the job you were meant to have" or whatever, and it's only these ends that can really justify the soul crushing means that are the american capitolist system. the problem is, a vast proportion of the people will never achieve any ends even close to justifying the means. there's over 300 million people in the US, I doubt many of them will ever know what their dream job is, much less self actualize and find it. So you may work hard in new york, despite the low pay and high cost of living, and you may succeed, but way more people won't. So basically they waste their lives in pursuit of something that doesn't exist for them

you ever read any kafka?

edit: lol just gave you 666 rep

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met the sexiest chinese dude today - kind of wack though, he had dreads HA

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Didn't wear underwear all day.

And it was great.

I have not worn underwear in five years. I have this theory, that if the government outlawed underwear, and excess packaging, we could all drive around in hummers for the rest of our lives. underwear is completely unnecessary if you are capable of wiping your own ass, it requires washing after every wear, using electricity, water, and polluting with chemicals, not to mention the packaging that underwear comes in, plastic and cardboard. massive amounts of cotton or oil based polyester have to be manufactured to make it. I dunno. Kramer knew what was up.

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I've got so much huge shit in the works, especially for my age, even where I'm at is ahead of the game, but FUCK. I'm never satisfied and always want more. Nothing I do will ever leave me satisfied or feeling successful. I fucking HATE this feeling.

It may be good to hear this now - this feeling will never go away.

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