whargle
So its been a while since posting and what-not, but i thought id quickly post an update.
I have officially moved down to crawley atm. It is pretty awesome here. Id did this primarily as i am at present living with Vicki and have a job. A job where i deal with computer games all day, then i come home and play them. Seriously. I was playing left 4 dead yesterday as the shop got it in and thus i could just take it home. Plus i have like 9 new t-shirts from that place. My job mainly involves admin and heavy. The admin is really fun as it is sitting there talking and joking, doing forms and what-not. The heavy is mainly lifting. this is less fun as it destroys my spine. I am not only losing weight atm, but am gaining shittons of muscle mass. its creepy. Considering my hours are 11-5 and i get paid 6.25 an hour (double over christmas), i get free clothing and occsionally games i think i have hit the jackpot.
I also have a new computer! My parents delightfully leant me the cash, but considering how much i earn atm paying them back wont be a problem. It has a graphics card the size of my fist. Also, to those that care i am totally level 75.
Left 4 Dead. I was about to review this and then i realised i dont need to. you are all already playing it. or on your way to buy it so you can play it. or on your way to buy a 360 or pc that can handle it and then play it. Seriously. its just Zombie. thats pretty fucking high praise. There are no set pieces, they just let them happen naturally. Last night Vicki and i ran co-op on the second campaign Death Toll. She is just remebering how FPS games work and getting used to the controller again after so long with a keyboard, so we just run through on normal. At the end, waiting for rescue we a holed up in a rickety old house. The horde arrives and ganks the shit out of Bill. Then a tank decides to roll up, slam up the side of the house and batter me off into the groups of the horde. Vicki valiantly unloads her shotgun into them alowing me to to escape. I then physically interpose myself between tank and said girlfriend killing my character outright while she flees to the newly arrived boat, limping and bleeding out. She gets the end of the jetty, bleeds out and gets dragged down by the horde. So we failed. And i fucking loved it. it was awesome.
Wall of left 4 dead text crits you for 4556. You die.
I have officially moved down to crawley atm. It is pretty awesome here. Id did this primarily as i am at present living with Vicki and have a job. A job where i deal with computer games all day, then i come home and play them. Seriously. I was playing left 4 dead yesterday as the shop got it in and thus i could just take it home. Plus i have like 9 new t-shirts from that place. My job mainly involves admin and heavy. The admin is really fun as it is sitting there talking and joking, doing forms and what-not. The heavy is mainly lifting. this is less fun as it destroys my spine. I am not only losing weight atm, but am gaining shittons of muscle mass. its creepy. Considering my hours are 11-5 and i get paid 6.25 an hour (double over christmas), i get free clothing and occsionally games i think i have hit the jackpot.
I also have a new computer! My parents delightfully leant me the cash, but considering how much i earn atm paying them back wont be a problem. It has a graphics card the size of my fist. Also, to those that care i am totally level 75.
Left 4 Dead. I was about to review this and then i realised i dont need to. you are all already playing it. or on your way to buy it so you can play it. or on your way to buy a 360 or pc that can handle it and then play it. Seriously. its just Zombie. thats pretty fucking high praise. There are no set pieces, they just let them happen naturally. Last night Vicki and i ran co-op on the second campaign Death Toll. She is just remebering how FPS games work and getting used to the controller again after so long with a keyboard, so we just run through on normal. At the end, waiting for rescue we a holed up in a rickety old house. The horde arrives and ganks the shit out of Bill. Then a tank decides to roll up, slam up the side of the house and batter me off into the groups of the horde. Vicki valiantly unloads her shotgun into them alowing me to to escape. I then physically interpose myself between tank and said girlfriend killing my character outright while she flees to the newly arrived boat, limping and bleeding out. She gets the end of the jetty, bleeds out and gets dragged down by the horde. So we failed. And i fucking loved it. it was awesome.
Wall of left 4 dead text crits you for 4556. You die.