Wake Up Sad
I finished beating Portal 2. It was a sad parting. Very few games can make someone feel good about themselves in competence of their wits, and Portal 2 is one of them. The puzzles were hard, but fair, and I somehow didnt mind being stumped on a problem for four hours unlike Tomb Raider where I will rage-quit after plummeting to my death the twentieth time in a row.
Me: "Okay, Jeremy ... Forget about medivac dropping him - it doesnt matter when your floating 2000 minerals."
Jeremy: "Hang on, uh ya, but ... I do this all the time and works ...."
Me: It doesnt matter if it works or kills all his probes! Your floating 2000 minerals!"
Jeremy: "So?"
Me: "Oh my god, Jeremy hotkey your SCV's and just build 10 rax - no, nevermind, forget it ... RESTART THE GAME!"
Jeremy: "What did I do!?"
Me: "You're being a fucking noob!"
He truly sucks at StarCraft 2 and there is no hope for him.
And as far as my own pursuits in StarCraft 2? The rage I inspire continues ....
I want to kick my new psychiatric nurse right in the head.
Went to USA Skates last night with Rose, looking quite dashing if I may say so myself. Rose wore a shirt that pronounced the outline of her nipple. Oh, ... she knows exactly what she's doing. We skated like retards skate; at a blistering 5 mph, I managed to fall twice, one time I hysterically grabbed Rose's boob to hang on for dear life.
Rose is getting used to my eccentricities, she said. She finds them very charming, which is nice because at least I know there is something other than my looks that she is fond of. What traits of her I am fond of? Well, im still working on that.
After USA Skates, Rose and I went over to Pauls house. I initially thought she would want to sleep-over there, but she had to leave and it made me sad. I ended up sleeping over Paul's house and the night ended without a bang, but a whimper as I was upset Rose and I hadnt made kissy-time.
This morning ... Im still sad. Not depressed; just sad. Comfortable and sad.
Me: "Okay, Jeremy ... Forget about medivac dropping him - it doesnt matter when your floating 2000 minerals."
Jeremy: "Hang on, uh ya, but ... I do this all the time and works ...."
Me: It doesnt matter if it works or kills all his probes! Your floating 2000 minerals!"
Jeremy: "So?"
Me: "Oh my god, Jeremy hotkey your SCV's and just build 10 rax - no, nevermind, forget it ... RESTART THE GAME!"
Jeremy: "What did I do!?"
Me: "You're being a fucking noob!"
He truly sucks at StarCraft 2 and there is no hope for him.
And as far as my own pursuits in StarCraft 2? The rage I inspire continues ....
I want to kick my new psychiatric nurse right in the head.
Went to USA Skates last night with Rose, looking quite dashing if I may say so myself. Rose wore a shirt that pronounced the outline of her nipple. Oh, ... she knows exactly what she's doing. We skated like retards skate; at a blistering 5 mph, I managed to fall twice, one time I hysterically grabbed Rose's boob to hang on for dear life.
Rose is getting used to my eccentricities, she said. She finds them very charming, which is nice because at least I know there is something other than my looks that she is fond of. What traits of her I am fond of? Well, im still working on that.
After USA Skates, Rose and I went over to Pauls house. I initially thought she would want to sleep-over there, but she had to leave and it made me sad. I ended up sleeping over Paul's house and the night ended without a bang, but a whimper as I was upset Rose and I hadnt made kissy-time.
This morning ... Im still sad. Not depressed; just sad. Comfortable and sad.