Old-Timers... Go Back to Blogland

Blogland needs you, my friends.
I miss you.
I miss ALL of the old-timers, and I would just.... LOVE to see you in Blogland again.

Besides, showing up and chatting like you own the place is exceedingly enjoyable :}

I know, I know, everyone is strange and new. I think every time I go to Blogland now-a-days I meet someone new, but hey, meeting someone new eliminates a strange new person to meet. Plus, if we all go back, even it's slowly, even it's once-a-month or less, we'll find each other.

Don't feel like it's useless. Even if you can only hang out for ten minutes, GO. Chat for ten minutes, then leave if you must. Don't disappear forever. Nothing is worth losing your friends because you're just so busy. If you try, I know you can make a little time. :D

Please come back. :]
I love you guys, and Dereksville Blogland desperately needs your crazy, brilliant, fun, adorable, creative awesome-sauce and epica spontaneity!

When you read this, post it on your own blogs [re-awaken the magic of them!] or email it to a friend from Blogland you haven't spoken with for who-knows-how-long.
Let's rekindle the old-timers.
Let's rekindle our own, special place again.
I miss it, and I desperately miss you.

~hugs a million times over~

I hope I see you soon!!!! :D

Hello, my name Isn't Ishmael

I think when I write a letter, I'll start it with something like "BOOM-SHAKKA-LAKKA!"
To gain the reader's attention.
:3

Did it work? Yes?
Good!

Hello, Israel, Kallista, Mary, Alexander, Lizzy, Octa, and Lenka.

To be honest, I didn't know where I was going when I began this by typing out the title, which popped into my head for um, no apparent reason. :P

But now I have some clue.

To be honest, I began it because it's been waaaay too long since anyone's posted here, and just showing up brought back Awesome memories! Remember how we were just chatting on Hell's blog when we made it? Remember how excitedly we talked about what we would post? THAT WAS SO MUCH FUN!

Why are those moments so rare these days?
~shrugs~
I don't know. Do you?

Well, I think it's partially because of chats and partially because of evil people [which can't be helped], but to be honest, I LOVED chatting on the blogs. I still do, but it's so rare nowadays since chats are so much easier to chat on, and because they allow much more time to do side things... Because we're rarely fully paying attention to our friends.

Anyway, yes, I understand we all have excuses, and I know we can't Really go back to the old days. But you know what you can do? YOU CAN HAVE FUN AND RUB OFF ONO EVERYONE ELSE!! Having fun is fuuuuunnn 8]
Partially it's writing stories and posting randomly for no good reason! After all, it's utterly fun! ;]
But otherwise it's being so excited to get online so you can talk to these people so far away!
That's epica!
TALKING TO PEOPLE WHO LOVE SKULDUGGERY PLEASANT LIKE I DO! YESSSSSSSSSS! ~fistpumps~ EPICA! meaning even MORE than epic!
And Derek Landy's blog! Where I would go and so things like "Oh, GREAT Derek Landy! If you grace me with your... eyes... by reading this..." lol.

I still love Derek, and I still love y'all. 8]

I won't ever stop either because you... You gave me the world. Literally!  I'm not just quoting "While You Were Sleeping" [and you haven't seen that movie, YOU NEED TO! RIGHT NOW!]


ALSO
BE AMAZING!
BECAUSE YOU ALREADY ARE!




And very, very silly, of course. 8-P
That's the best part of being amazing!

DON'T WORRY! That date has passed! You won't be fined ;]

YEAH! IT'S BAD FOR THE ANIMALS!
Oh, and probably you too... Just saying.... ~shifty eyes~

New Blog url

Hey guys, i changed the url of my blog yesterday thinking it would be harmless...
Blogger messed around and screwed me up.

Anyways the new url is:
cacophonicthoughts.blogspot.com

I think you may have to put that into your follow-list-thingy-whatever and get rid of the old one :S

Anyways guys, if you haven't already, check out the preview to a new piece of writing that i've started and leave me a comment with what you think :)

Hello

Hi, guys!
Terribly sorry I haven't come or commented here for a really long time!
I have lots of excuses, but excuses are boring... Don't you agree? :P

But, hey, I've been noticing something. See, I was going through the list of blogs I follow in order to clean it up just a little, [mainly to delete a couple of unwelcome blogs that sneaked... unwelcomely into my blog followers list] and when I clicked on a blog to see whose it was or to see the latest post, it seems just about everybody hasn't posted anything since June-December of last year O_o
What on earth??
What happened last year around that time to make everybody so suddenly disappear [without my permission too!]?

I miss them.

I wish they would come back.

It's fun here, right?
What changed that made them all leave?
There are SO many people I haven't seen or spoken to for ages!
Some of which, for example, are Ann Marie, Alexander Necros, Lenka Sweet, Everisse Eterna, Nyx Dawn, Ghost Writer, Pandora, Jaffa Morbid, Rubescent Sunshine, Geckogirl [A.K.A. Skulgirl or Skylara Wolfsbane], Evangeline Crow, Crescent, Vivianna Spark, Rachel, Leo, Sarthacus Bolt, Chanoro Flashfreeze, Quinnera Elviana, Blood Butterflies, and Florence Black and Nicolette Croga and ThatLakinsonGuy [the last three I have seen once or twice as of late]. Also Mary Hiashi, I know you post here sometimes, but we miss you! You should come on more :]

That's... that's a lot of people, and I may not have even mentioned all of them.

What happened?
I mean, sure, sometimes people just get too busy to come online, but are they really all THAT busy for THAT many months? They could at least stop by or pop in every now and then.
I would like that.

And by the way, not only that, but a BUNCH of blogs I clicked on said something like, "This blog was deleted." or "This blog no longer exists." or "There is no blog called-"

Have people been deleting their blogs?

:(

I want my friends to come back!

OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD

I'M IN A CAPITAL LETTERS MOOD
(I'M SORRY)


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LAST TIME I CHECKED


I WAS PRETTY SURE






THAT WE WERE ALL, OR MOSTLY






WRITERS!




Get out that pad and pen! That Word document that hasn't been touched for, and I swear, a WHOLE DAMN MONTH, and write! Write faster than that measly breeze outside, and faster than Springheeled Jack on the roofs of several flat buildings in London!
Don't write too fast though, or else I won't be able to keep up xD


I'm not asking a lot! I'm asking for the thing that most of you have been doing and enjoying for a very long time- writing your fanfictions! Your novellas! Your beautiful, beautiful poetry.


And things were going perfectly cool like that, and everything was fine, and then suddenly we stopped xD 


I know you've got a tonne of things going on in your life, and I know that chat can be excessively addictive, but sometimes you just have to stop talking to epica people and write. Trust me, it seems like a sucky idea at the time, but once you've written something, it gives you a very, very cool feeling of awesomeness :)


I'M NOT SINGLING ONE PERSON OUT! THIS IS FOR EVERYONE! YOU DON'T NEED TO COMMENT ON THIS, YOU JUST NEED TO WRITE! AWAY, MY FELLOW MINIONS! TO YOUR RAVENS!
*coughwritingdeskscough*

The Wonderfulness That Is Bob Hale

Now I know that this show only airs in the UK (probably). But Horrible Histories is a brilliant show that makes history interesting! Well I've always found history fascinating but for those people who don't already love history this show makes history interesting. One of my favourite sketches are The Bob Hale Reports. So I've decided to gather all of them in one place to watch when I want to. I'll update it when new ones come out. And I apologise for the quality of 3 reports but they're the only ones on youtube so they'll have to do.

1. The Roman Report

2.  The Stone Age Report

3. The British Empire Report

4. The Viking Report

5. The Crusades Report

6. The Civil War Report

7. The Incan Report

8. The Protestant and Catholic Report

9. The French Revolution Report

10. The Pharoh Report

11. The War of the Roses Report

12. The American Report

13. The Anglo Saxon Report

Isn't he wonderful?

Blood, Toil, Tears, and Sweat (Especially Sweat)

Blood, Toil, Tears, and Sweat (Especially Sweat)

or The Most Diffuclty I've Ever Had Procuring A Book Series

or The Adventures of Octaboona Alone In The Middle (Almost) Of London

So now I've come up with several titles let me tell you all about today's adventure.

Today I discovered some book vouchers that were left over from my birthday six months ago and decided to spend them. However the nearest book shop that I actually like and which has actual books in it and which is simply amazing is several miles away in the middle (almost) of London. So I took a bus and then the underground to Belsize Park (yes I consider my self far enough away from my house to start giving out locations). Now that I'd done the majority and hardest part of my journey all I had to do was walk for about two minutes to the bookshop. The End.

Or So I Thought....

But then... I'd been walking for 50 minutes and there was still no sign of my beloved bookshop. I realised I was now about 2 miles from the station and I found myself outside Euston station, several stops along the line from Belsize park. Oops. Yes it's only 3 stops away but it seems much longer when you actually walk it. I realised I was lost. So I decided to reverse my route. But what with me being clever and it being boiling hot (31 degrees or there abouts) and not wanting to walk all the way back I decided to take a bus. Yes I was far enough away that there was a whole bus route between me and the bookshop. So on I clambered onto the 268 and relaxed onto the bus (having almost just missed it). The bus took me where I wanted to go and that's the end of that.

Or So I Thought...

When the bus turned left and started moving away from my bookshop I hastily got off the bus and went to the information thingy where I found out I should have taken the 168 not the 268. Oh dear. I was now even more lost than I was before and unsure how to reverse my rouute. I was hot and sweaty and lost. I wondered randomly around until I came out onto the main road that lead back to Belsize Park and trudged wearily along for half an hour until I arrived back at Belsize Park. I looked at the map on the station turned around, and right next to the station, (the actual building next to it) was Daunts Bookshop, my destination. Just as if to add insult to injury, if I'd bothered to turn around originally I'd have found the bookshop in seconds and saved my self a 2 hour goose chase through the middle (almost) of London.

And thus concludes my tale

Or So I Thought...

For although indeed this was A Daunts Bookshop it wasn't THE Daunts Bookshop, but a smaller one with less books in it. So I continued along the road for a few minutes, turned onto a street and found my self somewhere extremely familiar, the hospital I was born in. And that is actually good news for I knew that my beloved Daunts Bookshop was very nearby. I quickly located it, (Finally!) and then spent a happy hour browsing through it (I love browsing.. what can I say?) selected the book series I wanted to buy and then went to pay for it. And Octaboona lived happily ever after.

Or So I Thought...

Upon handing over the book vouchers I realised that half of them were specifically for Waterstones ONLY. As I wasn't in a Waterstones this made them worse than useless. I returned the two books I was unable to pay for ( Out of what currently is a seven book series) reluctantly to their shelves, paid for the five books I could afford and left my beloved bookshop. With a now heavier bag than before entering, I walked along the street in search of a bookshop. Around about 70 shops later I found a Waterstones.

There be absolutely nothing left to worry about.

Or So I Thought...

Upon entering the Waterstones I wondered exactly how much money was on the voucher. Would it be enough for the two remaining books? Apprehensively I went up to the counter and asked how much money there was on it. Well there was enough! Huzzah! Good Luck At Last! There was enough on it for three books. So again I spent an hour and a half browsing through the shelves trying to decide what the third book should be. During this browsing I managed to read the Skulduggery short stories for books 1,2 and 3 before deciding to search for the two books I still neeeded. I searched and searched, asked the staff and random customers (well a random customer) if they knew where they where eventually to be told they were out of stock and should be in tomorrow or a few days afterwards.

Well. I had enough money for the books but the shop hadn't got them in stock opposed to the other beloved bookshop which had them in stock (naturally) but I hadn't enough money to pay for them. Simple solution I hear you cry! Just ask the Waterstones people to take the money off the vouchers in exhange for a cash equivalant and then take the money down to the beloved bookshop which does have the books and buy them!

A fine solution

Or So I Thought...

Turns out the vouchers can't be exchanged for money and must be spent in the shop. Drat. So with a heavy weight in my heart and an even heavier weight hanging off the end of my arm I set off home only to collapse the minute I got into my house from dehydration and heat exhaustion. Without the two missing books in my series.

And that really, finally absolutely is the end of my story.

Or so I thought....

For tomorrow I shall repeat the whole experience (hopefully without getting lost), return to Waterstones and buy those two books which have caused me much blood, toil, tears and sweat (especially sweat), although not the blood. Just toil, tears, and sweat. I just add in the blood for two reasons. First is emphasis and secondly to complete the quote. I mean thats what the quote is. From Winston Churchill himself.

Um sidetracked... Sorry

Yep. Anyway for those who are interested the book series is Mortal Engines by Philip Reeve (I include the prequal books in this series even though it's actually a series in its own right), the two books I was unable to purchase are the last two, Infernal Devices and A Darkling Plain. I mean I've already read them anyway so I'm not sure why I went to so much bother. Maybe because I haven't read the prequal books and it seemed wise to buy the non prequal ones that I've already read whilst doing so.

The other book I brought is called Troubletwisters by Garth Nix and Sean Williams. I know it will be brilliant for Garth Nix is pretty much my favourite author until like a year ago. I still remain undecided on whether Derek Landy is better or not.

Um so yep.

Farewell!!! 

Pirouetting Butterscotch

Alright-y then! Time for my random post! I mean, how could I possibly resist?? I think everyone should do it every once in a while! Just like everyone should get shot every once in a while 'cause it's good for them!!
;-}

So! This is a list of random things that pop into my mind as I write them!
Hope
Trust
Pixie dust!
Hellboy
Greenland
Helvetica
Scottish ale
Horseshoes?
Ugly
Alien bombs
Pink pointing sticks
Rollercoasters and butterflies
Train thoughts are funny
I hate heat
Boxes with tangled string
An image of Lassi from Psych
I'm sensing something!!
Yeah... I forgot what it was
PINK UNICORNS!!!
Shiny moon-milk, Batman!

Aaaand that's the end of that! Now you've seen a glimpse of my absurd mind...

Moving on...
How about a picture??
Yes?
Alright-y then!

I call this one.... DAVID AND THE LLAMA!

Ok, now for my 37 page synopsis of how Susie X died!!
Wait... what?
Oh, it's random, hilarious video time?
Oh, ok then! I'm sorry, folks, but you'll have to do without my imaginary synopsis of whomever Susie X is... I wonder if there really IS such a person... anyway! With this video, ye shall furthermore understand the hilarity of saying "galoshes" during a quite moment whilst waiting for a bus... or some such as that.

~calm, quit, annoying classical radio channel voice~
And that, my friends, concludes the great performance of "Bulbous Bouffant," which was created by the Vestibules at some point in time....

~drops the irritating voice~

DId you know that "om nom nom" was originally started by the Cookie Monster of Seseme Street? Tis true! That blue [he is blue, isn't he?] nommed his cookies and the meme spread across the universe like magic on the fluffy and furry wings of destiny!
... yes....

More pictures!

Ahhh yes, indeed! It took me three years to master this skill of amazing death and destruction that could potentially destroy the world at some point for some reason or other...

And now an image that holds some very serious advice!

Wow... this is just.... it's just so DEEP, man!!

The next thing I'm gonna talk about is cats. Now I know you all think cats are evil but-

Well.... yeah, but I mean-

... I know that looks kinda bad, still-

That cat can't Really snipe, I mean seriously ...ha ha-

... Fiiiiine! some cats are evil! I get it already-

... Umm w-wow... I think I'm gonna change the subject now... yes, indeed-y! The Subject it now being changed! No more kitty pictures now!

~clears throat~
The process of photosynthesis begins-
~groans heard everywhere~
Well I have to say SOMETHING educational on here beside the meme thing, don't I?
... I really don't?
Hurray!!!
Huzzah!
Cheers!
Yay!
Lollipops for everyone!

The Oblong Hamster of Tenochtitlan

Well I welcome you all to another random blog post! Huzzah!

Today I will be performing the world renound Aztec play "The Oblong Hamster of Tenochtitlan!"

Or I would if the last surving copy hadn't been eaten by an umbrella turtle.

*umbrella turtle snaps angrily at the bits of chewed up paper*

Maybe I should distract it with a picture.

The angry Umbrella Turtle

Yes! It's a picture of you!

*umbrella turtle gazes at it entranced whilst Octa slowly backs away*

Now where was I?

Oh yes. As consolation for no Aztecian play I shall show you an amusing yet educational video!

EDUCATIONAL VIDEO COMMENCE!



So now you know all the kings and queens of England! It may be vital information that could save your life in what would probably be a rather bizarre situation if it actually did have to save you.

I wonder what that situation would be.

Maybe you could suggest some in the comments.

Anway what next?

A short history of absolutely everything?

A medium sized history of absolutely everything?

A really long, stupendously gigantic history of everything?

Maybe a history that lasts as long as HISTORY ITSELF!

No wait! I have it!

I shall give you no history of everything!

*celebrations occur somewhere in Antartica*

Random picture time!



It's a hedgehog cactus. A pink one.

And now.....

For something....

About today...

On this day 45 years ago in 1966 The Vatican abolished its 467 year old list of prohibited books! Yay! No more prohibited books! Humanity has reached the pinnacle of Octaboonaness! Or something! I like books! DON'T BAN THEM!

*screams and is pulled of stage by men in a white van*

But I haven't finished yet! I haven't put in something about the Treaty of Mozhaysk! What blog post would possibly be complete with out it!

*men in white van relucantly agree*

On with the post!

The Treaty of Mozhaysk was a Danish- Russian treaty signed on the 7th August 1562 during the Livonian War. Twas signed by Frederick II of Denmark and Ivan IV of the Russian Tzardom and it was utterly insignificant probably. Well that's all I know about it. I don't actually know what was in the treaty or what the Livonian War was to be honest. But I'm sure that this is satisfactory and far more interesting than The Oblong Hamster of Tenochtitlan.

Hmmm......

A short interlude by my pet rock whilst I search for alligators on the moon.

Pet rock: ........

Some time later:

Pet rock: ...........

*pet rock falls out of a inconviently placed bottlenosed dolphin*

I'm back!

Wasn't rock so elegant and exquisite! Thank you for those words.

Pet rock: ..............

The turtle umbrella bids you all a Merry World Blood Donor Day

*turtle umbrella licks lips*

Feeeeeed meeeeeee!

Qazijex Tootle Inkelvoom

Prodigious Watermelon Soap

I wish to alert the masses that this day of June 8th has been nominated National  Day of Peculiar Weather...









That is all.