My body is akin to germany after world war 2. Now, I've got all the fallout and crap associated with a drawn out battle. I've got Strep throat and a nasty sinus infection, which rendered me quite useless this weekend, and most of this week so far. It did enable me to rediscover the joys of a well planned strategy, and the unmitigated frustration of a failed plan if Final fantasy tactics. The creation of a powerful knight holding dual swords, one of which drains ******** blood, is almost unmatched. I use almost, seeing as how I had invested several weeks into disgaea a while back. The sheer joy of creating a little god, who stomped around the playing fields at level 1400+ was pure joy. It was also pure joy to watch this tiny god die from being looked at improperly by a hidden boss. These are the moments when gaming is sweetest, a ripe fruit you pluck from the heavens and bite directly into.
As a sidenote, I wish I could smoke at work most days.
There seems to be turmoil brewing in C&T, and I feel currently pwerless to help it. With my bouts with sickness and the crazy aspects of a working mans life, I seem to have less and less time to devote to my two side-passions, and even less time to devote to the numerous other side-side passions. No time at all for self-passion. (okay, masturbation joke out of the way, move along.) So, if any C&T regs care to enlighten me with logs and links, that would be vundebah. As if the recent wave of anti-moderatr crap wasn't enough to send one into a towering infernoe of rage, now there is another issue that should not be happening. It used to be that people respected each other for their knowledge, and didn't try to bludgeon each oher to death. My advice: Stop putting turds in the punchbowl and asking why everything tastes so shitty.
 Twistex · Tue Jan 18, 2005 @ 05:02pm · 4 Comments |
