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I tend to get caught up in things I do, whether its writing a short-story, or reading a book, or even hunkering down in front of my X-box 360 and just gaming. For the most part, I have a pretty good brain-to-mouth filter when it comes to the first two, but for some reason, whenever you put a controller in my hands, my mental filter/mute button goes flying out the window.
This particular instance, my little sister was sitting next to me, raptly watching me slaughter people with my sword as I Oblivion'd as I'd never Oblivion'd before. I had totally zoned out at this point. If you asked me what time of day it was, what the weather was like, what my sister was chatting at me about, I couldn't tell you. But, I for damn sure knew I was kicking the pants out of the Khajiit trying to rob me, and I was feeling damn proud of it.
After nearly dying twice (I love gaming, but I am honestly a novice, at most, when it comes to actually gaming), I finally managed a sword thrust to the face. My hands above my head in a traditional "Victory" sign, I tossed my head back and screamed.
"I OWNED THAT PUSSY"
**crickets chirping**
Dead silence for all of ten seconds before my sister, looking frankly traumatized, turned and gave me the best mortified teenaged sibling omgWTF look I've seen in Years. It took me a moment before regular brain function restored itself enough for me to sputter out a (frankly weak) "I meant the cat--the Khajiit...its a cat-person. So yeah...the...cat."
This particular instance, my little sister was sitting next to me, raptly watching me slaughter people with my sword as I Oblivion'd as I'd never Oblivion'd before. I had totally zoned out at this point. If you asked me what time of day it was, what the weather was like, what my sister was chatting at me about, I couldn't tell you. But, I for damn sure knew I was kicking the pants out of the Khajiit trying to rob me, and I was feeling damn proud of it.
After nearly dying twice (I love gaming, but I am honestly a novice, at most, when it comes to actually gaming), I finally managed a sword thrust to the face. My hands above my head in a traditional "Victory" sign, I tossed my head back and screamed.
"I OWNED THAT PUSSY"
**crickets chirping**
Dead silence for all of ten seconds before my sister, looking frankly traumatized, turned and gave me the best mortified teenaged sibling omgWTF look I've seen in Years. It took me a moment before regular brain function restored itself enough for me to sputter out a (frankly weak) "I meant the cat--the Khajiit...its a cat-person. So yeah...the...cat."