(-@∀@）Thorough 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.
>>500
Alert! Alert! We need immediate isolation of this post to maintain QUALITY levels!
The problem has been taken care of. Thank you for your continued VIPness.
A section of 5000×4300×2500cm. has been prepared for >>500.
｜ ※We are still lumberjacking.
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さいたまさいたまさいたま！！！
I ate some Balsamic Vinegar and Sweet Onion kettle chips the other day. Goddamn, were they tasty.
ますみんでオナニーなう
Happiness is here.
I just had a moment where I realized how awesome it is that while I wait for my food to finish cooking I can sit here and check out pictures that Noguchi Souichi has tweeted from the International Space Station.
One of those "holy shit we live in the future" things. He's in SPACE!
What can YOU do for VIP QUALITY? By posting QUALITY.
If you cannot, just bump. Like this.
I believe that SAoVQ should commit itself to achieving the goal, before this decade is out, of landing a VIPPER on the Moon
Something that would normally upset someone just happened to me.
However, I'm far too distant to really care. So I VIP, I VIP so far away.
DQNig from the land of the morning calm
Just came back from a hiatus on VIPPING, I ust couldn't find the time to come to the site in the recent past. Hut holy crap, catching up on a lot of the stuff I missed, and I can't stop laughing.
Keep up the good work, I'll try and find some time in my day to visit. Thanks for all the wwww!
brb VIPPING to the moon
I had never been part of a social drinking group until now. However I do not drink, and have thus successfully filled the niche of the shy dude who is good at video games and fun to watch. Life isn't so bad when you have a Wii instead of your computer.
I procured a camera, but the moon won't be full until the end of March.
Bumpin while CRAMING for upcoming FINAL EXAMS.
Living in the Area is so simple. I feel like an Amish, except with VIP.
Happy 311 day VIPPER!
Today, a guy called me a bastard. Or a barmaid, I can't be sure.
I have visited so post I will.
I am mentoring a group of about 20 college freshmen. At the beginning of the year it started out OK, I had them 3 at a time over to my apartment for dinner, and helped them register for freshman classes. But as time went on, I forgot their names, and forgot how to recognize them, and eventually completely lost touch with all of them. One of them texted me once for professor advice, and since I was busy at the time I had to just text back when a good time to call me was. He never called me back, and I felt too awkward to take initiative. That's the last I heard from any one of them.
Now we're supposed to contact them again and help them register for sophomore year classes, but I am having great difficulty bringing myself to e-mail them about it because I am so ashamed at having failed so greatly as a mentor.
I should probably move this unsealed bottle of isopropyl alchohol before temptation overcomes me, and I drink it.
Just discovered http://www.secretareaofvipquality.net/banners/
and lol'd hysterically because I am a JEW.
Where is the banners page, anyway
Don't forget about Daylight Savings Time. (´ー｀)
Did any other VIPPERS go to Video Games Live in Tucson?
Going to pick up the new Pokemon game with some when the sun rises.
We're such children.
Apparently it's Mother's Day. Luckily my mother was simply amused by how completely unaware of this I was.
I just thought it was White Day, weeaboo that I am.