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Saturday, July 30, 2005
Playing "Knight of the Old Republic." Got my very own copy the other day. Had a period of complete stupidity that always comes when I have to work out the controls for a new game -- using the booklet never seems to work as well for me as simply fumbling until my mind latches onto it, for some reason. It was further hindered by having played it previously on Mel's X-Box, and my brain insisting that no, really, it needed a controller to do this. Stupid brain. I got vengeance on it by naming my chara "Grissom Warrick." Hee. This Griss is a very hot young girl. Perhaps next time, I'll play as a guy named "Sidle Willows." And he can be eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeevil.
Which is not to say I'm entirely good now. I always wind up confusing the hell out of Carth when I play KotOR. I'm so used to normal RPGs, where you pretty much have to be nice and save the world, that I just do it automatically. And then I get irritated and remember that I can be a total bastard in this game, and I go and brutally murder a few people just because I can, and Carth just stands there going, "You're really generous and kind and trustworthy and I really like you and why did we just rape that puppy again?" Because it makes me tingly. Also, I look really stupid on my character sheet when I'm too nice. Hey, let's go kill that kid over there. And then? We'll save some nuns! YAY!
:: at the tone, the time will be 9:08 AM ::
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Saturday, July 16, 2005
Bah. Keep getting a time-out error when I try to update my template. *sticks tongue out at Blogger, flips off Dreamhost*
I always love it when people just refuse to accept that you really don't give a shit about something trivial. "Is that bothering you?" Not really. "Do you want me to put the shade down?" I don't care. "Here, I'll just--so you don't get a glare..." It doesn't matter. "Is that better?" Whatever. I mean, its nice of her to do it, god knows I don't like light, but I'm just checking email and doing a quick skim of Candy's LJ, I won't be here that long and I. don't. care. Why is that hard to comprehend?
I keep forgetting this is Challenge weekend. I think its self-defense, really. This is the closest its ever been held to where I am, and Glory would've been visiting afterwards, except I'll never get to go no matter how close it is and Glory's trip got FUBARed. Which means nothing but pathetically waiting for updates on LJ (and more pathetically hoping they include Timbertrickiness) and, should my book arrive, burying myself in HBP and hoping JK has let Harry get the fuck over himself. Or at least signed him up for some anger management courses. I'd like to go into the final book with at least some shred of affection for the hero, y'know?
And its thundering again. Yay. Fuck me gently with a chainsaw.
:: at the tone, the time will be 11:25 AM ::
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Friday, July 15, 2005
HBP comes out tomorrow. Barnes & Noble said they sent my copy out yesterday, so it may actually arrive by then. Which is really cool, seeing as I pre-ordered it in February.
I have a cellphone, now. Its a pretty little Motorola that I've mostly been using to text Glory. Probably just as well I went the "pay as you go" route, ne?
My yen for a bento box has raised its head again, after spotting a really nice blue one with a dragonfly pattern at J-List. *sighs* Why is it that the universe always waits until you're trying to save up for something really specific to start flinging a bunch of stuff you wanted at you? Stupid universe.
:: at the tone, the time will be 11:47 AM ::
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Wednesday, July 06, 2005
Finally got around to fixing the visited links color (which were still pale blue from the last layout) and the track color on the scrollbar (which was, mysteriously, a weird icky greenish color). That'll teach me not to code when I'm drifting off between blinks.
.........okay, no, it actually won't teach me anything at all, but doesn't it look so much nicer, now? Say yes, dammit.
:: at the tone, the time will be 9:49 AM ::
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