Jul 31, 2006 12:34
"And the next time Florida gets hit by a hurricane you can come crying to us if you want to, but you're the ones who built on a fucking swamp. "Let the Spanish keep it, it’s a shithole," we said, but you had to have your fucking orange juice." - fuckthesouth.com
Well, not much has happened. I bought a new bag and I'm in love with it. It's denim kahki-colored jean. The other one I was interested in had horrible fabric. Then I just bought a few shirts for next school year. After wandering around for a little bit, I seemed to had lost my glasses between or at either Gamestop or Barnes & Nobles. Game stop didn't have them but Barnes did. Luckily some kid stepped on them and brought them to the desk. I'd rather had that happen than lose them completely, bending them back is easy.
I picked up a new game called Beyond. It takes place in 2066, I believe. Space travel has become commercial and your flight just took a dive into the moon. You wake up and your fiancee is missing, gone, she's not there. So you must go through the moon base complex looking for her. My problem: I can't get to the moon base. I'm still stuck in the shuttle because one of the many ghosts that you encounter on the way, won't get out of my way till I get him some coffee. Screw your Earthly attachment, poltergeist. I'm begining to think that it's the ghost of a former Starbucks CEO.
Mana and I then hunted around for this video output cord for the lightguns we need for Vampire Night, an arcade shooter game she bought. No luck, so Michael and Albert will just have to watch the dancing vampire zombies or just keeping shooting hoping the guns calibrate enough so their legs can be shot off. We did have some fun on Rumble Roses though.