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It hurt me to do it, but I deleted my New Vegas saved game. I hate deleting saved games. It's like deleting hours of my life; all the hours I spent being affably evil are gone, and I don't have any caps to show for it.
I spent a few hours running around as my new character when my brother came downstairs. He said he was thirsty, so I shooed him away. While I wasn't paying attention, he took a can of Pepsi and a bottle of beer from the fridge. He thinks he's gotten away with it, the idiot.
I snuck around a lot as a kid. I used to leave the house at 5am to watch the bats fly around. One time, I slept over my friend's house, left at 3am, went to my house, took a bag of popcorn out of the cupboard, and then walked back to my friend's house.
I never got caught.
In short, whoever taught my brother the fine art of avoiding parental authority is the worst teacher and should retire in disgrace. I've never seen a teenager fail so bad at lying, sneaking, and bluffing. It's shameful. It makes his antics worse - he's so bad at lying that you can't actually believe that he expects you to fall for it. It's actually offensive because he'll say, "if you don't believe me then there's nothing I can do". It's embarrassing.
On a less fail-worthy note, I got Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood today. So far I'm feeling kind of "meh" about it. It's probably because I like Altair more than Ezio. And, to be honest, Desmond is about as exciting as a bowl of oatmeal. He's the most boring video game protagonist I've ever seen. At least in the first game I could quickly skip past all the parts with Desmond in them. In the new games I'm forced to play as him. It's like torture.
Then again, I've always been hard to please.
I spent a few hours running around as my new character when my brother came downstairs. He said he was thirsty, so I shooed him away. While I wasn't paying attention, he took a can of Pepsi and a bottle of beer from the fridge. He thinks he's gotten away with it, the idiot.
I snuck around a lot as a kid. I used to leave the house at 5am to watch the bats fly around. One time, I slept over my friend's house, left at 3am, went to my house, took a bag of popcorn out of the cupboard, and then walked back to my friend's house.
I never got caught.
In short, whoever taught my brother the fine art of avoiding parental authority is the worst teacher and should retire in disgrace. I've never seen a teenager fail so bad at lying, sneaking, and bluffing. It's shameful. It makes his antics worse - he's so bad at lying that you can't actually believe that he expects you to fall for it. It's actually offensive because he'll say, "if you don't believe me then there's nothing I can do". It's embarrassing.
On a less fail-worthy note, I got Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood today. So far I'm feeling kind of "meh" about it. It's probably because I like Altair more than Ezio. And, to be honest, Desmond is about as exciting as a bowl of oatmeal. He's the most boring video game protagonist I've ever seen. At least in the first game I could quickly skip past all the parts with Desmond in them. In the new games I'm forced to play as him. It's like torture.
Then again, I've always been hard to please.