Monthly Archives: January 2002

Wanted to play some FFX and Counter-Strike tonight, but no go. Couldn’t find the server, and all the laundry in the world had to get done. And there’s a wedding this weekend I have to get a haircut for. Ah cripes. Everything all at once.

Daily Object of Lust: Desk Fridge
Current Mood: Rather tired, actually.

Okay, up way too late tonight, and I still have yet to do some shopping for a couple of my housemates. No, you don’t understand. Christmas shopping.

On deck for dinner tonight: Pirate’s Booty and a shrimp ring.

Anybody up for a salad tomorrow?

Having both Return to Castle Wolfenstein out and Medal of Honor: Allied Assault forces one to makes some personal decisions. The situaion also raises some deep philosophical questions as well.

“Do I kill Nazi Zombies or regular Nazis?”
And–
“Will it ever be politically incorrect to kill Nazis in a videogame?”

Or you could just play the damn games. Both are pretty fun. MoH:AA is a more realistic shooter, having its roots in the research done for Saving Private Ryan. Y’know, that World War II movie.

Why does the workweek have to start so damn early? I did manage to get a majority of my room clean. (Read: Nothing on floor that isn’t furniture.) No small feat in itself. I say that I’ve reclaimed a good thirty percent of my floor. I can walk around the room and not step around things. That’s good. Still have a lot more errands to do, though.

Wow. I’ve had this thing for a week. That’s pretty good. It’s so strange, being able to air nothing at all–to everybody.