Sunday, November 7, 2004

Crazy Eights of the Winnebago Tribe
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Azure- I'm so loved.

Shin- But what if I'm lazy?

DDG- It's my special day! :D

Mal- *nods* 1984 sounds like a fine piece of work.

Mal- But the big question is, will I remember any of them?

Godel- That's mean.

Karmi- Have that many people really been changing them? The only one I have noticed is James (recently, anyway).

Solo- I'm in Xen now, where you have to fight that spidery bastard. I've played a bit into Opposing Force, but not too far. It's cool, so far.

Shin- But what of your avatar?

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My trusty Bose headphones are officially dead today. A couple days ago I realized that the pieces that are used to keep the adjustable metal parts in line were coming off. I sort of blame how I take them off- I tend to pull it to the side, which is bound to cause stress.

They are amazingly wonderful headphones, and they shall be greatly missed. I would buy replacements if they weren't so freaking expensive.

These were the ones we won in a raffle at Circuit City, remember?

I suppose I could tape the things together, but that would be a pretty lame solution. *bitch slaps his crappy computer speakers*

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On Friday I went over to my friend's house to drop off his copy of Halo that my other friend borrowed a few weeks ago. I was told to take his copy of Mortal Kombat: Deadly Alliance in exchange.

After playing it for a bit, I little question developed in my head. Am I just spoiled by Soul Calibur II, or do all other fighters I've ever played suck?

I thought Tekken had slow response time.. But in Deadly Alliance you finish pushing all of the buttons for an intense combo before the first segment is even completed. The three types of fighting styles for each character is a cool twist (though I tend to stick with the weapons), but overall the most entertaining part of it was asking myself "Why am I playing this, again?"

I just wanted to fly across the screen as Raiden, but nooo, he's a hidden character. Psh, whatever.

And the fatalities were all lame.

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Today was pretty uneventful. I woke up around nine, watched some television, told my mom the Steelers were playing (she was surprisingly quiet throughout it), and wasted a lot of time on the computer. A lot of headway was made in Half-Life, as I mentioned earlier, and I'm having a hard time surviving the fight with the spiderey dude. I can beat him easily enough, but when I do I'm so low on health that I get killed by all of the mini-crabs before I can escape the hole. It's sort of lame, heh.

And then I watched Spaceballs for the first time, which is like the worst parody film ever. No, scratch that, it may very well be the worst comedy to ever disgrace the genre. It was just stupid.

The moral of the day: If you ever fly somewhere, make sure you horde all of the roasted peanuts. In the event of a plane crash stranding you on a desert isle somewhere, you shall become the designated supplier of protien.
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