Well Harumph.
It is seven AM. I have yet to sleep. I have been playing HALF-LIFE, a game I have mastered time and time agian, that holds no suprises for me, and bores me.
So why have I palyed it, and not slept?
Today, I grabbed a diet coke from the fridge. I opened it.
And heres the novel part.
I drank it.
And it tasted like shit.
I kept drinking.
Why do I do things I don't want to do?
What human law of nature, what genetical programming is forcing me to down shitty soda and paly boring games?
None.
I poured the diet coke down the drain after three gulps. No one deserves to drink this shit.
It's seven-thirty.
I think I'll get some sleep.
So why have I palyed it, and not slept?
Today, I grabbed a diet coke from the fridge. I opened it.
And heres the novel part.
I drank it.
And it tasted like shit.
I kept drinking.
Why do I do things I don't want to do?
What human law of nature, what genetical programming is forcing me to down shitty soda and paly boring games?
None.
I poured the diet coke down the drain after three gulps. No one deserves to drink this shit.
It's seven-thirty.
I think I'll get some sleep.