Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Cotton good, wool bad.

Since her birthday was a while ago and I hadn't gotten her anything yet, I picked up a copy of Sly 2 for my little sister. Which is really a roundabout, more virtuous (or not, depending on your outlook) way of buying it for me. I've only seen her and her friend play through the first level, not wanting to touch the controller so soon myself, therein giving away my true motivation for buying it, but I find myself leaning towards favouring the original, if only because Sly looks really, really weird in this one. It's something they did to his face. It just doesn't look right. Like somebody grabbed his raccoon snout and yanked it, therein stretching his face out. The basic game mechanics are pretty-much the same, aside from the new life system. In the original, if I remember correctly (it's been a while), you basically have one shot at completing each section and you must do it perfectly. Get hit by a bad guy? You dead! Gotta start over! Pissed me off. In the sequel, you have a standard life bar, so you can actually keep playing after getting hit once, at the very end of the level. Too bad the thing is damn ugly. Ah well. Can't have everything for $24.99, can you? This brings me to another, wonderful video-game related bit of information I came across today: Farah is in "Prince of Persia 3". Or is going to be. Same difference. I really loved Farah, for whatever reason, and was heartbroken to see her dropped for no good reason when "Warrior Within" came out. So that makes me happy. : ) I've got my eye on "Up Your Arsenal", now that I can actually afford it. Ratchet and Clank > stuff. So it's been almost three whole days since I started cleaning my room. And guess what--I'm not done. Nope. No sir, not me, not my room. Cleaning that place is far more of a commitment than it ought to be--things don't get put away, they get left in arbitrary places until you can find somewhere to put them. Last night, I had so much crap on my bed, I had to sleep in the spare bedroom, with my sister's hamster and the printer. Since I spent most of today shopping, I haven't had much time to deal with the problem of everything in the damn world being on my bed right now. So I can either make a total fucking mess of my floor or...sleep in the spare room again. Number two's actually looking pretty decent, since the bed is way more comfortable than the one in my room and also because my dad likes to turn off the A/C at night and it gets bitching hot upstairs. Also, I don't have to deal with all the crap on my bed until some time tomorrow. I mean hey, I figure school starts pretty damn soon and I have to squeeze in all the procrastinating I can until then. I mentioned I spent most of today shopping, which I did. Went to a mall I haven't been to in a while with my friend and bought myself three t-shirts and a sweater. The first two t-shirts are just plain t-shirts, one brown and the other orange. The third one is this intense blue with a cool neckline. The sweater is all cottony and yummy and orange and has big buttons. ^__^ Also, it's not made of wool. I hate wool. I fucking hate it. Damn stuff gives me hives. I don't understand how any one can wear the stuff without dying. I don't like the taste of lamb, either, come to think of it. Maybe I just love sheep too much for my own good? Maybe I should move to New Zealand, where I can hang with Hong Hing. : P Oh yeah, and, Tony--that is you who added me on MSN, isn't it? (I don't know who else it would be on Earth, given the e-mail address, but hey.)

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