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Man, I've been getting so used to actually spending my weekends doing things with other people that the first weekend in a while that I wind up sitting on my ass, alone, with only my Sega Saturn and an IRC window to keep me company, is kind of a bummer. But I guess everyone's out of town or not returning my calls or whatever, so WOO SATURN PARTY 2NITE.
Yeah, I got a Sega Saturn last weekend - I intend to go into much greater detail about it later, but it's reignited some dormant, and probably malignant, part of my personality that's been weathered away by years of video games I don't give a shit about anymore; back to high school and the kind of games I sacrificed most of my interpersonal development for, a time which, while not actually "great", looks pretty damn appealing with these pinky-red sunglasses I'm wearing.
Also, the Learned Elders of #Ecchi-Attack are all watching Rose of Versailles, and it's the fucking Gangsta Shit. I was a bit skeptical that a nearly thirty year old anime would possess the kind of emotional pull that Rose has, but after the arc where Marie Antoinette refuses to address Mme. Du Barry, tension so dense you could suffocate in it, this petty bullshit catfight threatening to entangle all of Europe in another ridiculous war, I was fully convinced that it was Hard As Fuck, and it just keeps getting more awesome. Shit, Oscar is so damn manly I that I want her to sweep me off my feet.
Yeah, I got a Sega Saturn last weekend - I intend to go into much greater detail about it later, but it's reignited some dormant, and probably malignant, part of my personality that's been weathered away by years of video games I don't give a shit about anymore; back to high school and the kind of games I sacrificed most of my interpersonal development for, a time which, while not actually "great", looks pretty damn appealing with these pinky-red sunglasses I'm wearing.
Also, the Learned Elders of #Ecchi-Attack are all watching Rose of Versailles, and it's the fucking Gangsta Shit. I was a bit skeptical that a nearly thirty year old anime would possess the kind of emotional pull that Rose has, but after the arc where Marie Antoinette refuses to address Mme. Du Barry, tension so dense you could suffocate in it, this petty bullshit catfight threatening to entangle all of Europe in another ridiculous war, I was fully convinced that it was Hard As Fuck, and it just keeps getting more awesome. Shit, Oscar is so damn manly I that I want her to sweep me off my feet.