Welcome To S6: Renovatu

Welcome to the LJ, bitch!

All hail…

The King grinned red, as he walked from the blaze…
Where the traitor had lost both his name and his face…
The King left none living, none able to tell…
For he had taken their heads and had sent them to hell…
The screams echoed loud in the place of their death…
Ripped open they died, and with their final breath…
They hailed to The King…

Though the halls of his city we’re stinging in blood…
He tasted his grin, and it tasted good…
He walked up the steps like everything else that he owned…
And after he smiled, The King took his throne…

Bow Down To The King!


Some people watch movies called “romantic comedies” with Kate Hudson. Some people watch TLC and American Idol on TV. Some people listen to Destiny’s Child and Pussycat Dolls albums.

And some people read B.a.D LiveJournal.

Welcome to B.a.D S6: Renovatio.

Those who have been paying attention will know what “Renovatio” means from last season, for those of you who don’t… look it up. It’s Latin. I can’t help you with every little thing, you know.

Nothing's going to be too different about this season, really... I'm still going to do Ask B.a.D, Upgrade / Downgrade, and just plain write when I feel like it. I've also got an idea for another type of column that I'm working on, but we'll see how that plays out.

I see Mizzle and Katastrophe have been entertaining the following, which was good to see. Only one thing was wrong. They weren’t fighting for my affection. Obviously somebody should be, so why not you two? Get at it already. God.

Let’s jump right into it with both feet, shall we?


Ask B.a.D


Q: How are you doing lately?

A: Great, despite popular opinion to the contrary.



Q: How was your vacation?

A: It rucking fuled.



Q: How do you feel about that picture of Mizzle and your sister?

A: Mizzle would have you believe that he’s in Mexico for a “vacation”. Or “his brother’s wedding.” Mizzle is not in Mexico for a vacation. Mizzle is not in Mexico for a wedding. Mizzle is now living in Mexico under an assumed name because he doesn’t want to face the BFG (Big F’n Gun) bullet I had engraved with his initials on it.



Q: Where is Katastrophe?

A: After her first post, she sort of slowed down, but she put one up on the weekend. She’ll post when she wants, so get a grip. You think I’m going to start hounding Mizzle or Katastrophe to write? Not a chance. Mizzle and Katastrophe are both free to post as much or as little as they want, same as me.



Q: Do you have any response to Katastrophe’s last post?

A: As much as I love “Dr. Kat”, she’s missing a few key details. Yes, I did get a concussion, so the night is understandably a little hazy, but there are some things that she conveniently left out. Those things are between her and me.

And here they are!

• I didn’t “ask” anyone if they wanted to wrestle. Anyone who asks that question at all, let alone at 5 in the morning should be bolted to a solid steel beam and welded into the wall.


• She started the fight, not me. Katastrophe is violent by nature. She suffers from rucking fage blackouts. There, I said it. Now we have to live with it. Still love you!


• I don’t remember going to sleep on the sofa, I actually don’t remember anything beyond starting to defend myself and getting knocked off the bed. Then blackness. Terrifying, terrifying blackness.


• The concussion has not affected my day-to-day life, thankfully, beyond giving me a dangerously under-inflated sense of my own security when around Katastrophe. I’m like a beaten dog around her, every time she moves I think she’s going to hit me with shit.


• This is off-concussion-topic, but Katastrophe said that Mizzle had the in-depth knowledge of herpes, but she was the one who gave him the name of the cure. Now, I certainly didn’t know what the cure for herpes was, did you? Just doesn’t seem like something common knowledge, seems like you would have to have experience with it to know exactly what’s best for it, let alone have a picture and the website ready to go just in case…

Q: How was your first semester at U of L?
A: It was so-so. I think I did all right, it was easily my toughest semester. Adjusting to night classes, to a new school, to university after college, to a more challenging environment, coupled with having to deal with some very difficult work / personal situations at the same time, made it pretty difficult, and I’m sure my marks will show that to an extent.

Everything I had to deal with has been dealt with, and it certainly wasn’t any one thing, it was everything piled up together. I’m not making excuses, I’m stating fact. That’s just how it is. Not much I can do about it now but try to pick it back up and run with it next semester. Which I will. Because I’m B.a.D E. Coyote and I stay down for nothing.



Q: Are you going to be doing more story posts? They’re awesome.

A: Sure. When the mood strikes, I have fun writing those.



(taken from comment board)
Q: Have you been dating anyone?

A: I haven’t decided yet, (based on the apparent comment war about the subject in my absence), weather I want to tell you guys, or weather I like watching you monkeys agonize something that’s not any of your business. If I know you personally, and I want you to know something, I’ll tell you. If not, then I don’t. End of story. Actually, I’m sure the original comment was done by someone I know, but I’ll let you know if I plan on addressing it or not.



(taken from comment board)
Q: B.a.D, you rock. You are real. There need to be more people like you, so you need to spread your seed throughout the land.

A: I’m working on it.



Enough for today. More to come sometime soon.
It’s good to be back.
Out.
B.a.D


All Hail The King!

Song For Today:
King Of Kings
- Motorhead

Quote For Today:
“I don’t step off… I step up.”
- Vic Mackey from The Shield