Two Turtle Doves

Greetings readers! 'Tis the second day of Christmas today. For those of you wandering the song called The Twelve Days of Christmas is about the twelve days starting from Saint Steven's Day, otherwise known as Boxing Day. Dunno who Saint Steven actually is, so I fished around for this Wikipedia page: [Link- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Stephen -]. Mcdogface and I don't even get the full Twelve Days of Christmas off, and we'll return to school on the Ninth day of Christmas; to those of you familiar with the song that means Nine Pipers Piping - except for a version of the song which switches Pipers Piping for Ladies Dancing and vise versa. 
Boxing Day is the day when strict religious Christians open their presents, not wanting to worship idles on the Lord's birthday.
So, a quick quote from Skulduggery Pleasant: Mortal Coil:
He looked at her. "You're not getting your present."
Valkyrie frowned. "What? Why not?"
"Because it was a Christmas present, it's not Christmas any more." 
"Of course it is. There are a whole twelve days of Christmas!"
"They don't count."
"Yes they do."
"The twelve days are merely to let people know when it's time to take down their tasteless decorations. It's Saint Stephen's Day today, I didn't get you a Saint Stephen's Day present."


Right. So, that's some facts and some Skulduggo-related entertainment. Now, I am of course dieing to yell out a list of lovely things which I got... But let's face it, who'd want to read it? Just know that if anyone tries to kill me I have NERF SWORDS, and you can tell who I am because I'm the one in the room wearing AWESOME T-SHIRTS and reading EPIC BOOKS whilst thinking about D2 THE FULL DRAGON KNIGHT SAGA and SKYRIM. I'm still not giving you my full list of goodies though, but rest assured, this Dark Dragon had a very satisfying Birthday/Christmas. ^_^ 

I have a resin model of this Dragon and Pentagram.

Blind Guardian song I have on CD.

Screenshot from Divinity 2 Ego Draconis, a game which I now possess the sequel to.

 So normal posting service will be resumed soon. Merry Third Day of Christmas!
...And nobody mention llamas.


Dark Dragon

Twas the Night Before The Night Before Christmas

Five Days to Go...

Well here it is Merry Christmas. Sigh. I can't feel festive. Even looking at the picture of cold dinosaurs beneath northern lights doesn't make me feel Christmassy. I'm not even exited for my Birthday; I'm going to be fifteen soon and ready to destroy the world but... Meh.

Luckily, the snow has melted outside; HURRUMBLE! But it means the house doesn't have a layer of ice-crystal insulation. 

Now its the holidays I should be doing my homework which all my lovely teachers gave me; two online pieces, three worksheets, and I ought to practice my german... But I'm just going to chill. I feel I'm owed a few chill days, just like Sarge in this festive Red Verses Blue Christmas Special Trilogy:

If you didn't watch the video, that's K. If you did, part two is just there ------->   Yesterday I spent my free time on Lost Planet trying to crimbo up. Lost Planet is basically a game set on a snowy world full of arthropodal aliens known as THE AKRID... It doesn't have much of a story. The characters are barely human, and they seem to use amnesia as an excuse for no back story, and the back story is currently just about the advance and retreat of the humans when they tried to colonise the frozen world. After destroying the first Akrid Hive you get a call from home telling you to go and take out some Snow Pirates. "Snow Pirates?" Wayne, the protagonist, asks. "Well, it's kind of hard to explain" says the girl, so Yuri steps in and explains how some people were left behind when the humans retreated from the alien menace. "Get it?" asks the girl. "NO!" I yell at the screen, "You have meerly told me that some people couldn't escape the planet. Am I supposed to assume they took on a life of crime? Why do we have to kill them all; can't we avoid them? Can we make peace with them? Holy Moley; aren't WE pirates? What's your problem with this particular gang?!" 

Wayne, however, just nodded and said "Yes, I get it."

Pfft. 

<--- Part Three of Christmassy Red vs Blue. Yesterday I also began to write an amazing story. It involves Dragons (typical, I know) which are actually giant insects which live in gigantic fjords and are the only means of transport for the humans. It's gonna be a guhhhhhd story. Got everything anyone needs, other than Romance, but who needs that? It's a science fantasy with more adventure, murder, dragons and awesome than you can throw a stick at... Please don't throw sticks at my laptop.

Well that concludes this post. I should tell you about the German Exchange partner I'm getting in March but, pah, I can't be bothered. Too lazy.

Dark Dragon

Good and Bad...

Bad news, I have not been posting because I no longer have a computer. This has made it more difficult to blog regularly.

Good news, I just found out that blogger have released a handy little iPhone app, allowing me to post on my phone. There are however some limits to this app, such as, I can no longer post videos, so I will leave the video of the when we remember solely to Dark Dragon.

-McDogFace

A week to go...

Two Thousand Five Hundred and Three Visitors and Two Followers!

And Seven Days Until CHRISTMAS!!!

All I want for Hogswatch...

It's snowy outside. I hate snow. Cold and wet. BAH.
Anyhow, this is a clip from The Hogfather, a film based on a most excellent book by Terry Pratchett. The Hogfather is a jolly fat man who rides through the sky on a sleigh pulled by flying boars and delivers presents to all the kiddies on the Disc on the night before Hogswatch.
In the book the Hogfather has gone, so Death has to fill his place. His granddaughter then has to go and save the world before everyone runs out of belief and the Sun fails to rise.
So, here is Susan explaining to her Granddad, Death, about the meaning of Hogswatch:

Right, has anyone heard that annoying song "All I want for Christmas is you-oo-oo-oo" ?
Well yesterday was the last day of school.
We got to leave early, but the buses wouldn't arrive early as well, so Mcdogface, my brother and myself waited in the foyer for a minute.
Before the Xmas holidays. Everyone was saying goodbye to eachother.
The guy I fancy was hugging people and saying "Merry Christmas." Hugging people and smiling, and my brain gave up on me. I followed my friend and my brother like a dead vegetable, probably with a derp face.
Dear god, I'm turning into a moron. the guy I fancy is just another human being afterall, nothing is different between him and the next guy in line. All identical. Was defines him as 'hot'? God knows. My brain is suffering from severe malfunctions.
But when I got home, after watching all four hours of The Hogfather whilst giving my favourite snake in all the world a cuddle, I went on Facebook.
I was exchanging small talk to several people, and then a photo was posted on the News Feed (for those of you with a life: if someone says something on facebook it pops up on the home page as part of an endless list). It was him. Smiling. With a thumbs up.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. I scrolled down. 
What the hell is wrong with me? A PICTURE gives me fatal fuzzies! I feel so STUPID.


...and my nightmares are bad this time of year.


So, more Hogfather, yes? This is why we should believe:

Dark Dragon