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I think that we are in the declining days of my Livejournal page. It isn't that I no longer enjoy blogging for you, my loyal readers (Eric), but I am having a hard time motivating myself to do it and I think a change will help. I'm going to be starting a new Wordpress blog soon, hosted by my good friend Dan and hopefully having a URL with no extra dots or slashes in it. I'm hoping that a fancier, more personalized weblog will prompt me to post more often.

There was a time when I was serious about being a writer. I was active in both my High School and College papers (even though my college paper didn't produce a single publication), and my work was well-liked by many of my creative writing professors. I would like to see those days come back, but until I figure out the plot of whatever Pulitzer prize winning novel I may write one day, I need to keep the saw sharp.

My ultimate goal is longer and more frequent entries. I'd like the thoughts and opinions expressed within to be fairly lucid as well. I imagine the content will be along the same lines as what you see here, although by request I will try to avoid writing about toys, although I imagine you may see some words about toys I especially like. I'm not much of a photographer, but all my favorite blogs have lots of pictures, so I may fire up the ol' digital camera again. Maybe someone can figure out why all the pictures always look so blurry.

As soon as I get around to actually making it I'll post the URL here, as well as on my forum-signature (where 90% or my readership comes from) so that, hopefully, you'll be able to enjoy much more Andrew anecdotes (Andrewdotes?) in the future. Send me suggestions for a new blog name. Suggestions so far have been Shanblog and Betray Andrew.

I have been delinquent in updating my blog. I feel bad about this. It's not something I'm proud of. I've been quite busy as of late. Spending time in the great wide world. Growing and maturing as a human being. Not really though. I've been reading comics and buying toys. Eric says I can't write about toys anymore, and the state of comics these days has me slightly less than enthused to write about them.

I guess I could tell you guys about my birthday. It was a very good one! I spent lots of time with some good frienbds. Went and saw Geppi's Entertainment Museum finally. Got to eat dinner and see a cool movie. Enjoyed some good times that will go on to become good memories. I also drank. I drank a lot. Oddly I believe this led to me having a dream where my friend Shannon beat the living shit out of me. I maintain she didn't do it maliciously, in fact she seemed quite sad to be doing it. What a weird fucking dream.

Anyway, I'm 25 now. The old cliche goes that you don't really feel any different after a birthday. I actually do feel differently after this one. 25 feels like more of a milestone than I think anyone really wanted to give me credit for when I made such a fuss about it. I've been told that youth ends at 30, which means my youth is fading rapidly now. I'm closer to thirty than twenty now. The implications are staggering. Time is running out to make something of myself. Meet a lovely lady and put babies in her. Start a company and make my fortune. That kind of shit. It's around this time that a man must put childish things away and take up a man's burdens.

Or I could think of a new blog to start. Internet Kryptonite fizzled quicker than I thought it would.

Hey, I'm updating my blog again! It has been way too long, and a few loyal blog readers raised their voices in unison. I had no choice in light of such a violent uprising but to feed my beloved fan tiny scraps of my daily comings and goings.

My birthday is coming up! I am super excited. I expect to have a great time. I made some super fun plans, and am going to spend the money I get irresponsibly. Possibly on an X-Box 360, or maybe a PS3. Or possibly a shit-ton of Transformers!

While we are on the topic of my birthday, if any loyal blog readers decide to get me a present I would gladly accept this toy. However, since I expect most of you will be coming to my celebration, you can all just buy me beers there. This toy would also be acceptable. Or simply continued friendship! I'm not trying to be greedy or anything...

I just read The Saga of the Swamp Thing. It was good, but once again I let my expectations get the best of me. I forgot that The Saga of Swamp Thing was part of a monthly ongoing title, and would thus lose a bit of the grand epic feel I trend to expect of Alan Moore. I'm in the middle of The Boys vol. 1. It's better than I was expecting, but I still think I've had enough of the whole superhero/politics thing. Sad to say, Marvel post-Civil War is probably doing it the best.

Speaking of Marvel, this toy, this toy, and this toy would also be good birthday gifts. They're all out of stock on the site I linked, so good luck finding them. Try Big Bad Toy Store.

I love Batman Beyond. I should hate it because the concept isn't very sound, but I love it because it is expertly produced. I've expressed my love of Batman Beyond before. I just wanted to reiterate. I also love Thor. Thor would beat Batman Beyond in a fight though. The Hulk would beat them both.

So I'm posting despite the fact that I don't really have any news to report. Life continues its wretched machinations and everyday I lose a sliver of the passion I held for it the day before. Okay so I guess that was an exageration, but I'm so frightfully bored with my day to day life! Ooh! Hershey Park on Monday! That should be fun!

Who wants to see the creepiest fucking movie trailer ever! And by creepiest I actually mean "crappiest."

Greetings again Blogosphere. I've been doing my best to deliver you weekly updates on the things that I do, I apologize if I am less than diligent sometimes. It isn't that I am busy by any stretch, it's just that I am quite lazy. Plus, 99% of the people who read this blog are already pretty much aware of all my daily comings and goings.

I'd like to take this opportunity to send a shout out to my good friend Eric!. What up Kizzle-Nizzle!

So I have 4 different amusement park trips coming up. Allow me to share:

May 25th: Hershey Park

June 13th: Knoebels

July 4th (tentative date): Hershey Park again.

The big amusement park news is that I have begun planning a big trip to Walt Disney World in beautiful Orlando Florida. I have never been, and am super excited to go. Heck yes fun rides and good times!

I had a fairly fulfilling weekend. I got some good news, watched some cartoons, and got really drunk with friends. Allow me to relate these seemingly mundane events, in that order!

The good news is that the nature of the next big Pokemon game will be released on the 10th! Internet conjecture combined with some subtle clues indicate that this will in fact be the remakes of Gold and Silver I have been hoping for. Gold and Silver were the best ones, except for the fact that shitty internal batteries left them unplayable after 5 or so years. I do believe I will start with Totodile again. Totodile is awesome.

I got the X-Men cartoon from the 90s on DVD. It isn't the whole thing, and they won't be releasing the rest anytime soon to my knowledge, but I'm a fan. I enjoy cartoons. I want to fornicate Rogue.

So yesterday I got incredibly drunk. It was the first time I've ever puked in a bar, which seems odd. Usually I wait until I get home, sometimes even the next day. I find it odd because it isn't like I drank an abnormal amount.

I'm pretty sure I'm going to discontinue updating blogspot.internetkryptonite.com. It has fallen into a routine I can't get it out of, and as a result I find myself half-assing the entries which diminishes my enthusiasm for the project. I now need a new writing project. I don't really have any ideas, so I'll probably be mopey until I think of one.

I remember a time when I wrote out of sheer love of writing. What happened to me? When did being creative become something I have to force myself to do? When did laziness supplant ingenuity? I'm morose about it, to say the least. Other people don't need to be poked and cajoled into accomplishing their dreams. I'm beginning to think I may be a fuckup.

It may be a problem of motivation. The problems with problems of motivation is that I cannot properly motivate myself to overcome them. It's a viscous cycle. If I were web savvy I would solve my problems internetually.

Okay, I'm glad that's over. Want to talk about toys?

About six months ago I bought a toy. That toy was Transformers Animated Soundwave. It's a good toy, even though it doesn't transform into a tape recorder.



See that guitar in his hand? That guitar transforms into Laserbeak, Soundwave's loyal robotic condor sidekick. The problem is, they recently announced a repaint of Soundwave will be released.

See that keytar in his hands? That keytar is Ratbat. Ratbat is awesome. One of the most underrated Transformers ever. In the comic, Ratbat briefly took control of the Decepticons, and in another continuity started his own offshoot faction called the Ultracons. I would love to have my own Ratbat keytar Soundwave.

The problem is, I already own the exact same toy with a different paintjob and sidekick. Can I really fall for Hasbro's doubledealing bullshit and buy a $10 toy just for keytar Ratbat? Wouldn't I be playing right into their hands if I do that? I refuse to fall for this shit. Yet still...Ratbat!

I can always rationalize it by saying that, while I own an Animated Soundwave, the paintjob more closely resembles that of Soundblaster (yes, he's pretty much the exact same character), so it would be sort of like buying a different toy. The only one I'd be kidding is myself.

You know what? Fuck it. I own like 5 of the same mold in DC Universe Classics guys, I can have 2 Soundwaves. Look at his boss paintjob!

A few very traumatic things have happened to me in just the past few minutes. One is way private, so I apologize for not sharing it with you loyal blog readers. I'll just share the second two in the order they happened.

2. Something quite bad happened to someone I wished ill of, and I instantly felt bad. You see, I am a fan of a webcomic called PvP. It's writer, a good man named Scott Kurtz who I met at the Baltimore Comic-Con, made an off-hand comic on his twitter page one day referring to superhero comics as "the same old shit" and wishing publishers would learn no one wants to read them. I immidiately wished evil upon him. Malicious scorn that ended only recently when I found out his dog died recently. He loved that dog. It showed in his cartoons and blog entries. Now, I'm not superstitious enough to believe my ill-will caused the death of his dog, nor arrogant enough to believe my scorn somehow made this situation worse for him, but to selfishly alleviate my guilt I will express my condolences to this man who no doubt does not read my blog and tell him he can consider the hatchet he didn't even know about is now buried.

I am not a dog person. Dogs need to win me over. But I once had a dog I loved very much, and was devastated when my Granny had him put down without even telling me. Good ol' Jake! He wagged his tail so much we had to have it removed. True story. What a good dog!

3. I downloaded a CD and I don't like it at all. This one isn't nearly as deep as the last one.

I'm very close to buying an X-Box 360. I'm trying to wait until my birthday. It's in 2 months. There are three possible outcomes as I see it:

1. I will fail to wait until June 26th and buy an X-Box sooner.
2. I will succeed in waiting until June and hopefully get one for my birthday.
3. It will prove to be a passing fancy, and I'll decide I don't want one.

In the Deadpool Blog I expressed undue amounts of disdain for the Marvel Universe line. Consider that disdain revoked! I've been buyin' em up! I've decided I need to own at least thirty of them, to do battle with my brother's Infinite Heroes. I've got the Silver Surfer and the Hulk on my side, so there really isn't any chance he'll win. Deadpool, Spider-Man, and Iron Man will be there too. Also Wolverine, Iron Fist, Black Panther, the Green Goblin, and Ronin. Those are the ten I own so far. 

I am having a financial quandary. I want to spend $143 on Masterpiece Grimlock, but common sense tells me no. I also want to spend $173 on new green lantern rings. Common sense tells me no. I'm a slave to material possessions. I wish I had all the things I need to be happy. I've been on a toy/comic buying frenzy lately. I should calm the fuck down.

My good buddy Lyle almost ruined the San Diego Comic-Con for me with his gay homo wedding. Fortunately with some creative scheduling the con is still on. I guess had I canceled at least I would have been able to go to Otakon, and maybe visited San Diego later on and done other fun things there like the Zoo and Seaworld. I still may do those things though.

My creative juices are flowing again. I may pick up one of my many aborted writing projects again. Internetkryptonite.blogspot.com no longer satisfies me. Plus I'm getting close to the bottom of my list.