Ike
There. Now noone can say I didn't express my gratefulness for Marth on the internet just because I'm recovering from a fever and suffering from a pain in the eyes. Next thing to do is to save up some money in order to actually possess the finances to support my fetish and teach the developers that tiara men pay off. Honestly, if I'm going to spend an arm and a leg I want my damn pennies to be handed straight to Sakurai with a card reading you owe it all to Marth and thanks for not letting slip a word about him for two fucking years.
Yes, I still find it hard to let go off the bitterness, but only until I'm cured. Then I'll be sure to surrender to the multi-euphory that is brought to me by the revelation of Marth (FUCKING MARTH JESUS) and of the possibility to recreate Link abuse situations with Takuto Link and King Dedede (HIS MASTER). It's just that something grand like this needs time to sink into my big infected jelly blob of a brain before I can party along with the winners, perhaps be a little mean and laugh at the disappointed kids that demanded horrible characters but didn't get their ways.
Of course those kids will have every reason to laugh at me if I die from one of my diseases before the european launch somewhere in between now and LAAAAAATER..
See, for the past five months my lungs have suffered from infections on almost a monthly basis and the current weather consists mostly of coldness and storms that already sound like they're attempting to pump the pneumonia straight into people's lungs. Oh well, I'll try to survive it..!
Oh, I may have gone beyond blind from typing this shit, but I'll have you know I can still sniff up some chatter about daikon and Marth vids over there on my friends page. Actually I just want to let people know I'd love to take a plunge into all of that but.. I don't think I'll really have the time for anything else than just reading your entries for a while for the sake of amending what has gone wrong after a month of alternately feeling depressed and being a playful fuck and eventually getting ill from a virus that yesterday morning almost had me faint on the toilet bowl while somehow paralyzing my arms(??). Oh that's right, I was going to tell you please don't be disappointed if you post things that you know I like but don't hear from me? That's what I was going to say. Because I'll still be around reading or sniffing up your entries anyway.