>>398
I've been stealing toilet paper from my university. They always have about four rolls in each cabin in the morning.
>>400
You had to say something about your lack of something to say. (L[M)
There is a small, underdeveloped green grape in the middle of my cluster of purple grapes.
>>406 is right. We need to take time out to ask about one another.
How is VIPPER doing?
I'm hungry ( ίtί )
I'm also hungry and angry at the postman.
The 'Rei' theme is full of high-grade quality and I would like to thank whomever is responsible for this.
>>410 its too much quality for me to use in public, I'll have to stick to pseud0ch for now
>>412
I hate waiting for a package. Every day I wait for it. I have no patience.
>>412,413
That jerk didn't bother to check that I, in fact, am home, and instead left the note, and I have to go and retrieve the package from the post office, and it's closed until Monday, and at Monday the winter break ends and I have to go back to my university-town, so ultimately I won't be getting the parcel until next weekend.
http://www.nicovideo.jp/watch/sm8681082
Holy shit there were a ton of sailormoon products in Japan.
SNOW DAY!
Undigested fecal peanuts
I'm full of love I don't know what to do with. COOL FREE LOVE FOR VIPPERS
I balked at people who use Twitter until I realized that we use SAOVQ for pretty much the same purpose.
>>414
I recently got a package notice. I clearly signed and marked the "redeliver" request card and left it in my box where the post officer could see it, yet he or she kept ignoring it. Eventually I gave up and had to just go to the post office.
>>419
But we don't draw attention to ourselves to do it. We don't ask people to "follow" us, or upload cool display pictures. We only inform our fellow VIPPERS of our happenings.
So last night I was in the cinema with a friend and he brought a girlfriend and it wasn't awkward at all. We even talked.
Having a discussion with your friend and his girlfriend at the same time is a common lead-in to a threesome. Be wary of your toes, young VIPPER.
I think its safe to say that Twitter is closer to VIP Quality than Facebook.
>>424
Being the perpetrator of a threesome I can confirm this to within a %50 likelihood. However it is absolutely necessary that all members have sufficient levels of QUALITY in their personalities, otherwise fragmented friendships will most likely occur.
SUNDAY VIPPING
>>428
NEETs are not necessarily wotaku of any variety. There are a lot of wotaku that are NEETs and NEETs that are wotaku, but that doesn't mean that one implies the other.
>>428
That's pretty sad for a NEET. But, you know, at least he's not a wota!
I want to become a NEET but I wouldn't know where to begin. How would I fund my NEETdom? Do I need to apply for some sort of NEET scholarship or grant? And will my resume be good enough? Maybe I can just get a job instead.
Does VIPPING violate the sabbath? There's nothing in the Talmud about this.
I enjoy the simple and fattening delight of afternoon tea.
I LOVE SUSHI!" exclaimed the woman in the thick-rimmed glasses.
"Ah, excellent," Kobayashi thought contentedly to himself, "they are enjoying themselves."
"I love Japan, period" said the middle-aged man in the blue shirt, slight southern drawl lending a down-home earthiness to his earnest proclamation.
"Oh my, it is such a joy to have such enthusiastic customers!" Kobayashi said to himself, beaming with pride at the delight he had brought to his customers. It was an idyllic day in Kobayashi's small sushi shop. But, then things took a turn for the worst. "J-ROCK!" screeched a greasy-haired delinquent, quite obviously high on something.
"Oh my, someone should be watching over that poor child," Kobayashi thought to himself. But, before he could finish that thought, a rotund man burst forth from the masses, the make-up on his face still smeared across his fleshy visage.
"GIRUGAMESH!" the horrifying painted man exclaims, stabbing the air vehemtly with two massive, pudgy digits.
"What has begun here is something terrible," Kobayashi thinks to himself, rooted in place by equal parts fear, and morbid fascination.
"I LOVE ANIME!" shrieks a curiously toupee'd customer, the disparity of voice and adornment calling into question the beast's gender. "AND MANGA" yells the man-lady's back-quatto, the horrifying extra upper torso protruding from the hermaphrodite's back, malign intent dancing across his/her eyes. Kobayashi is speechless at the spectacle unfolding before him.
"AND GAYMEN!" an infernal scarecrow man drunkenly spews forth, every diabolical syllable dripping from his tongue an affront to sanity and dignity.
"Uh...DDR?," says a man quite plainly.
"Finally, a respite from this madness," Kobayashi thought as he heaved a breathless sigh of relief. But what he had seen so far could never prepare him for what came next.
"SMILE D.K." squealed the man's bloated pig-wife, barely managing to stay balanced atop her chair.
As these things happened, a realization dawned on poor, poor Kobayashi. "These people, these DEMONS, have taken all I know and love and made it wrong, corrupted it. I can not, no, I will not sit idly by as these creatures from beyond the veil wreak havoc in my shop!"
"HEYYYYYY!" Kobayashi growls, brandishing his knife like a modern day warrior. "SAKURA-CON HE IKIMAAAAAAAAAASU" he bellows, the traditional war-cry of his family. As Kobayashi leapt over the table, the gathered masses began morphing, face tearing asunder to reveal rows upon rows of sharp teeth, as new musculature rippled forth from beneath their clothes. Many dropped to all fours, revealing their true bestial nature, snarling and snapping their jaws at Kobayashi.
When sleeping at night I often have night-time fantasies of formations of phalluses, gliding between the earth and the clouds on currents of air.
Just having a nice relaxing smoke of crack.
I have had a nice few days, I met friends and spent some time with my boyfriend, it was a very VIP period of time!
Also I did a Powerpoint presentation for a class I am dropping but my groupwrok partner censored the good bits >':
Is it just me, or was SAoVQ unavailable for a little bit earlier?
http://www.secretareaofvipquality.net/saovq/kareha.pl/1187123958/
Let us all remember a time when VIPPERs could talk about their day without delving into unVIPness.
The moon is beautiful tonight. I wish other VIPPERs could see it as I see it, peeking from behind the clouds dimly lit by lunar light.
>>441
The other night I was VIPPING in a parking lot when I peered to the skies and caught a diffuse halo of violets and oranges encompassing the moon which shone modestly through a rippling of clouds. Unfortunately no one else was able to discern the beauty of that sky as I did.
Damn, who knew working at a convenience store could be so crazy
This is the first time there has been a youtube on the front page in two years. Feels good.
I wish there was less youtube crap on the front page. I hate pages that produce the "Additional plugins are required" bar.
The clouds are too thick to see anything tonight. Here's hoping that things will be better later in the night.
The moon is back, beautiful as every night. I spent half an hour in the chill of night trying to make the most of my crappy phone camera, but unfortunately it wasn't enough. I'm sorry. I'll get a real camera when I'll be home this weekend.
Sociologists are the worst people in the world.
(-@Ν@jThorough investigation of asshole teachers: Generally, they are assholes who "say it like it is" and maybe in a slightly humorous way and EVERYONE flocks to them. The standards for their introductory English class is impossible because they want to feel important and superior even though they have shitty opinions and the one piece of writing they've only semi-published in a college journal is complete shit. Most importantly, everyone is secretly thinking inside of their head "DAD-WAIT I MEAN TEACHER, I LOVE YOU AND I AM RECEIVING THE APPROVAL I NEVER EARNED FROM MY FATHER. OH GOD, I WANT MY FATHER TO LOVE ME"
Somehow the physical conditions of my kitchen were just right so that two rods of the mini wind chimes on the refrigerator vibrated together and against one another, influenced by the vibration of the fridge, producing a high-pitched and continuous tone not unlike that heard by a television or sometimes computer equipment. My first thought upon discovering this was "That's awesome," followed by "I should make this my first post of the day!"
>>455 the noise electronics make is from loose magnets inside coils, I think they change voltage or amperage or something, just a dab of nonconductive glue brings harmony to the force again.
>>455
Please record it next time so that those of us who produce music may use it.
THIS SUMMER........ PENDULUM USES THE SAME THREE SOUNDS THEY USE IN EVERY SONG.... AND SLIGHTLY CHANGE IT... YET I STILL LOVE IT.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P0pOkJVb2BQ
Despite the fact they have so-called VIP mixes, Pendulum are not VIP.
Please listen to some real Drum & Bass. Please.
>>461
I know, it's a horrible horrible guilty pleasure. I listen to real electronica.
I've got to make a post.
Life is pretty ok.
I was cycling at about 30km/h and I crashed and everything hurts.
>>462
I don't get the whole "guilty" pleasure thing.
Seems to me that it's the people who can't enjoy stuff because of the social pressure who should feel guilty of being spineless, not me for listening to whatever mainstream commercial stuff I wanna.
The last.fm crowd who listen to underground music like it's a chore to get rid of in order to build up a respectable profile freaks me out to no end.
I'm beginning to suspect my neighbor in the apartment across from me is a hikki. I met him only once, when he peeked out of the door when I was moving in. Since then I have never seen him leave or come back from his room, and there are almost always sounds coming from his room even if it's a time of day where most people would be out at work.
The final clue is that he gets a ton of packages. Almost every single day there's another package in front of his door or a notification slip for one. Today there was a new LCD screen waiting for him, I hope he enjoys it.
It is a faraway dream of mine that a fellow VIPPER will hear me very loudly singing "Poisoning Pigeons In the Park" on one of my various midnight strolls around the neighborhood.
I just realized, the detective with the moustache in Monk was Buffalo Bill in Silence of the Lambs.
Vippin' while eating delicious Pocky that arrived today.
Will I ever FEEL VIP?
I love life and wish to LEAP IN THE AIR!
I feel bored, but still VIP.
Look, no hands!
Close encounter of the VIP kind.
Drinku bump~
Gordon R. Dickson is a genius.
I hate not having lectures since at midday sun is shining into my room while I'm there and I can't do anything.
eidle-eidle ee
eidle-eidle ee
Gordon R. Dickson is still a genius. But I'm revisiting William Gibson now.
I am going to spend this awful moonless night by watching ANIMUS. That's what I'm gonna do, Gungrave or something.
It's moonless here too. Makes the night feel, eerie...
I remember I used to go out at night, and lay in the bed of my father's truck, or sit on the back of my car, and just admire the night sky. Looking up, it seemed like a deep ocean, one that I could reach in to, but never reach the bottom...
I wonder why I stopped doing that...
Klomp ka-klomp
>>490
You remind me of a good friend I've known since my freshman year of high school. We were the typical outcasts who liked walking around in washes, parks, and deserts, looking for physical obstacles and scenic beauty to fuel our overarching love of adventure derived from reading an endless number of fantasy novels. However, I watched the spirit of curiosity drain faster and farther from him as society's obscene demands inebriated him with a halting cynicism, leaving him scratching at its windows and cursing madly into the faint summer sun he may never again reach.
So basically he went from dreamy wanderer to rat racer. He works ridiculous hours, drinks quite a bit, and smokes a good deal, the joy we once shared seemingly but a dull shade of gray over his brilliant green eyes. sigh
I'M THE VIPPER AND I'VE COME TO VIP YOUR WINDOWS
I HAVEN'T BEEN BUMPING, THIS IS INEXCUSABLE
spittoon
I was invited to go to Sakuracon with my boyfriend, but I have classes so I can not go, also it would cost a lot of money.
This post is also a setup for >>500's beautiful post.