Catches tigers in red weather.

My poor, poor brother. He has to listen to my insane, often incredibly incoherent ramblings whenever I get excited over something.

ME: So I'm playing Yakuza, right, and my friend Yuya from the host club invites me to go watch his stripper girlfriend dance or something. So we go and Yuya's all, "She's great isn't she!" And I'm all, "You just invited me to see your stripper girlfriend..." It was really weird. And then another "female" [makes air quotes] stripper comes onstage and its a guy! He was kinda dressed up like Carmen Sandiego with a red trenchcoat and hat and a gun -- oh, but Carmen Sandiego didn't have a gun, right. Anyway, the guy starts shooting me. Turns out he's a hitman! The yakuza had sent him after me. So I give him the beat down and then I turn around to find out host club dude and his stripper girlfriend have been kidnapped. Man, how annoying. So I save them and they're all grateful and stuff, and then the girlfriend gives me this pass that says "Come anytime to see me for some fun, Miyu". Host club dude was so pissed! I think he was more upset about her disrespecting me, since, you know, I rescued them and all, than he was with her hitting on me.

ME: [pauses to catch breath]

ME: And then I got conned into buying drinks for some girl who was being hassled by a drunk. She took 20,000 yen from me!

BRO: . . .

ME: You can't get that from Shenmue!

FYI: I jokingly refer to Yakuza as a poor man's Shenmue, mostly because everyone seems to love Shenmue and not Yakuza even though they're kinda similar.

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( meme snagged from sarshin )

Bro: I got my school ID today.
Me: Oh yeah?
Bro: Its the same picture though. They asked if I wanted to use my old picture and I said yeah.
Me: Man, when I go I'm gonna get a new photo to add to my serial killer collection.

My "serial killer collection" is what I call my ID cards. XD As you can probably guess, its because I look horrible--bordering on homicidal looking--in them. Yeah, I'm just not a photogenic person when it comes to those sorts of things.

In my Texas identification card (I still don't have my driver's license) it looks like the photo was taken right after someone snatched the glasses off my face, so my face has an expression that says "Huh? Where am I supposed to look?". It was back before I started plucking my eyebrows too so I have the dreaded caterpillar-brows in it. As for our Del Mar IDs from last semester, Santos and I joke around that he looks dead in his and that I look like I've just escaped from prison. THEY ARE AWFUL. I envy anyone who looks even half-way decent in theirs.