Phat 2'sday
Fifty + hours of Metal Gear Solid has only made my mouth water for more video games. They surround me, but without a television to play them on I am hopeless. They merely roll around inside my mind with the buzzing of an unlikely bee winch. Always in my eye, they hop just out of my grip like a demented otton frog.
This was a saved draft of a journal I apparently forgot to post over christmas break. Worth the wait, I should say. It made me forgot what I was going to write and desire instead to break the necks of unsuspecting Gurlukovich soldiers.
"Eeennnnnnnnemy sighted."
This was a saved draft of a journal I apparently forgot to post over christmas break. Worth the wait, I should say. It made me forgot what I was going to write and desire instead to break the necks of unsuspecting Gurlukovich soldiers.
"Eeennnnnnnnemy sighted."