Hytoshu Laranare Orden Rahl (aka Greg)
|Main blog:||Sengoku Jidai|
|Birthday:||September 20th 1989|
|Occupation:||Artistic / Creative|
|Education:||High school, Some college, School of life|
|Race/lineage:||White / Caucasian|
|Location:||United States, Montana, Anaconda|
|Height:||6' 2" (188 cm)|
|Vision:||No assisted eyewear|
|Hair Color:||Sandy Blonde|
|Hair Style:||Straight - Medium|
|Undies:||Boxers - Silk|
|More Details:||Picture your average anime character. Now picture him walking down the halls in clothing that you would see your grandparents wearing. Eeee. I'm a scary son of a bitch.|
|Relationship Status:||Single - Never Married|
|Family Info:||Think of the unloved child in malcom in the middle...|
|Astrological Sign:||Virgo (Aug 23 - Sept 22)|
|Smoking:||No. But not bothered by it|
|Liquor:||Social drinker. One or two|
|Exercise:||Walking to the car only|
|Your Home:||Live alone|
|Biography/About:||Ah, the life story of Hytoshu Rahl. Unfortanaly it would be filled with insider information and the majority of my fan club visiting would not understand the slightest hint in it. Therefor read my blog.|
|Likes:||A broad range of girls; computers; video games in general; thinking; welding; playing instruments; band; hanging with me homies; Anime; entertaining people|
|Dislikes:||People that have a rep they didn't earn; evil jobs that have evil people there; being disappointed; people not giving music a chance because its the wrong genre|
|Interests:||the oppisite sex, rubbing up against industrial machines, Anime, music, art in general, everything that is deemed by strict code of contemplation to be worthy of my intrest.|
|People/Heroes:||Miyamoto, Bradley Frank Heironymus, Sean Hansen, Jesse Dunn, Cannibal, |
|Books:||Hitch Hikers Guide to the Galaxy, Sword of Truth Series, Magic of Recluse Series, Rhapsody Series, Faded Sun Trilogy, The Foundation Trilogy, The Ender Saga|
|Authors:||Terry Goodkind, Douglas Adams, C.S. Friedman, L.E. Modisett jr, |
|Bands/Artists:||Slipknot, Elvenking, Gwar, Lucky Boys Confusion, Mindless Self Indulgence, Sage Frances, Insane Clown Posse, Rhapsody, Dream Theatre, Avantasia, E Nomine, Ayumi Hamasaki, Floggin Molley|
|Albums/CDs:||The Wraiths exhibit of Shangra-La, Sublimial Verses Vol. 3|
|Songs:||Way too many to name|
|TV Shows:||Outlaw Star, Family Guy, Adult Swim, Toonami: The Rising Sun|
|Movies:||Saw, Kingdom of Heavean, Kung Fu Hustle, |
|Actors:||Rustle Crow, Orlando Blume, Kate Hudson|
|Games:||FF VII, Warcraft III, Elder Scrolls III Morrowind, Total War, Fable|
|Sports:||Lacross, Tennis, Golf, Cross Country, Shuffle Boarding, Pool|
|Colors:||Varius shades of Green, Black, Royal Purple, Blood Red|
|Pets/Animals:||Parakeet, Black Lab, Llamas|
|Cars/Motorcyles:||93 Camry, 87 Ford Ranger|
|Season:||Fall, Winter, Spring|
|Quotes:||Tall and Freaky, Nerdy and Geeky|
|Position:||So far right I make nazies look communist.|
A long expected update|
For the first time in weeks I have freetime, managable by procrastinating on my homework, and let me say; its most overdue. School is really beginning to chaff my nuts and that is just because its the easiest thing to do and the most time consuming. When you get down to it school waste about a 3rd of your life until college. Combine that to sleep which waste another 3rd or 4th and your really having issues if it takes you more than two hours to get to where you need to go everyday.
Mathimatically speaking we waste about 3 hours a day on just keeping alive (not including sleep.) We have...
Quoting the wise words of Pat Hoshied "Deussth Bhag"
Metaphysics is the thought of thinking, to think is to oblige yourself to work, work is the product of wanting more for yourself and to do for yourself is the foundation of Technocratic principles.
After doing an extensive study on philosophy (although I admit I still know little and truely understand far less) I've become aware of my faults in my political outlook on life. Strangely enough I'm not longer die hard conservative. Least to say I'm not liberal. Instead of siding myself with Kerry or Bush I think if I could of voted I would of voted for Socrates.
I would love to be able...
Cry Havok! and let slip the dogs of War!
I bring to you to you an entry, the likes of which have never graced this blog. An entry of upstanding grammar and unparalleled anger. An entry that may forever be free of typos. An entry against all new tribute blogs and their kind.
There would be no greatness if not a great mind was behind it. All the blogs out there that have survived in the past are not ran by great minds but instead the unused minds of potentially great people. To tribute us would be like cheering laziness and embracing a lack of civic virtue. This is exactly what we don't want. Our "humor" comes from pissing...
I'm going to get rich selling silverware in Japan.
Its really quite amusing laughing at yourself from time to time. I didn't realize this buy my life can be compared to either a really bad 90's sitcom or a really hyper remix of a 90's soap opera. Either way I'm 90's and thats all that truely matters. I think the most amusing thing that has happened to me lately is the fact Zonz (aka Mr. Hansen) has said that he has this grand master scheme to get me a girlfriend.
Unfortanatly this girl is Aly Maes, the person voted least likey to commit to anyone person. Survey says! "Greg's a looser." This all comes after another female percussionist...