Jul. 2nd, 2012 12:07 pm
Civilization V is crack.

Diablo III is also crack.

The difference is I actually own Civ 5 (thank you, Amazon sale from months ago) versus having access to just the guest pass version of D3, plus Civ 5 allows me to indulge my world domination guilty pleasure. D3 is a lot better for venting frustrations, though, what with being able to annihilate hordes of zombies and demons in various messy ways.

D3, however, is still sixty bucks, and I refuse to buy the full version until my wallet is less lean or they have a sale, but considering this is Blizzard I highly doubt they're going to allow Amazon to sell it for less than full price for a long, long time.

Stupid lack of summer jobs on the Cape.
Why do they suck? Because my schedule looks like this:

10AM-11AM: RN106 discussion section
11AM-12:30PM: Religion 106: Death and Immortality
2PM-3:30PM: Anthropology 101: Introduction to Anthropology
4PM-7PM: Political Science 342: Women and Politics

Seven fucking hours of class. I love them all, but goddamn do I crash hard once I stumble back to my apartment.

On the bright side, I have Fridays off, Thursdays aren't quite so bad since Women and Politics is only once a week, and Mondays and Wednesdays are light because my only class is a R.A.D. class held at FitRec. :D I am learning how to kick ass (or, more probably said, defend myself so I can run like hell and get help) and it is awesome.

(Also, I am updating this now because as much as I adore AN101 with Professor Barfield, who is totally awesome and made of much win, I can't concentrate worth a damn at all today.)

Would babble madly about SW:TOR and how much I love my Sith Assassin, but I don't quite have the focus to stay on topic. I also have Kingdoms of Amalur: Reckoning to play (IT'S MADE BY CURT SCHILLING'S STUDIO HOW COULD I NOT GET IT ohmgod Farther Curt you are so awesome if ever you come back to the Red Sox organization in some capacity I will die of joy I miss yoooooouuuuuu okay putting the baseball fanatic away now) so tomorrow afternoon I'll be having some awesome pretty traditional sword-and-sorcery to entertain me, yay.

Okay, uh, should probably go back to taking notes for class now...


Dec. 29th, 2011 06:44 pm
Figured I should post something before the end of the year. *shrug*

So, last few months have been rough. Lots of stress with papers and exams. Came to despise Rise of China something fierce, but Con Law and Presidential Leadership more than made up for it. (Response to 9/11 is iffy; when the lectures were given by Kriner, it was awesome. When it was given by Crawford, it was...less so. Trying to engage a class of nearly two hundred just ain't going to work.) Law school applications still need polishing, but that's just a matter of BSing the "optional" essay about what about my background and experience adds to the diversity of the schools and blah blah blah.

Never have I been so happy to be home, let me tell you.

Had a bit of scare in early December. On Monday the 5th I was in the Law Auditorium waiting for the evening 9/11 panel to start when my heart started racing a mile a minute - I could feel the vibrations throughout my chest and abdominal cavities and my shirt was quite literally vibrating my heart was going so fast. My breathing was fine, but after twenty minutes my heart had barely slowed, so right before the panel started my best friend Nicole hauled me out of the auditorium and flagged down a cab on Comm Ave so I could get to the ER at Brigham and Women's.

Well, when you've got concerns about your heart, the ER people tend to move fast. They hooked me up to an EKG to take some readings and then found me a bed. Nicole showed up a few hours later after I gave her a call to update her and kept me company the rest of the night. (I'm one of those stubborn people who will stoically suffer in silence, but shit, my mother was on the Cape and an hour and a half away and I needed a familiar face. We'd been texting back and forth and Nicole had been asking, "Are you SURE you don't want me to come over?" for the hundredth time before I finally had a minor freak moment and said yes.) I'd called Mom as soon as I'd gotten to the hospital and the doctors had given me the first check up, and she was worried was fuck, of course, but Brigham and Women's is an excellent hospital, so being there helped keep her calm, and I called her regularly throughout the night to update her.

Doctors had no damn idea what was wrong. My heart was undoubtedly beating too quickly - it had slowed from its initial frantic pace, but it was still fast - but it was perfectly regular. They stuck an IV in me and did blood and urine tests, and gave me a lot of water to drink and an anti-anxiety pill. They thought it might have been caused by some combination of dehydration and stress, but they were baffled when I told I'd had a perfectly normal day, drank as much water as I usually did, and wasn't dealing with any more stressful things than was usual for end-of-term; the next theory was hyperthyroidism, which just made me grumpy because every blood test I've ever had has turned up normal results regarding my thyroid. They did a few other tests to be sure, including a CT scan to check for any potential blood clots, which came back negative. (I had registered as on the "high side of normal" on a blood test for clots, which the doctors quickly explained didn't mean I had any once they saw all the blood drain from my face and the heart monitor I was hooked up to beeped frantically, but in order to be one hundred percent sure they had to do the scan. I think Nicole was ready to hit one of them for freaking me out like that.)

Still, it took most of the night, even though the ER wasn't all that busy. *eyeroll* They finally released me at about 1:20AM, and luckily Nicole and I found an empty cab idling right outside that we took back to StuVi2; made it back at 1:30. I passed out for a solid eight hours (doctors gave me letters to show my professors that I'd been in the hospital the night before and was specifically instructed to take it easy for a day or two) before Mom drove up to Boston and took me to see my primary care physician for an immediate follow-up. My doctor dismissed the hyperthyroidism theory right out because of my previous test results, but ordered a blood test to be sure anyway because it never hurts to be thorough. Current working theory is the whole thing likely was a combination of dehydration and stress, but we'll never be entirely sure.

We also discussed some different medication options for me. I've been on the pill for a good six or seven years now for my polycystic ovary syndrome, but I wanted to get off it, especially since I've never been sexually active (go-go virgin powers! *waves pom-poms*). My doctor suggested Metformin - it's used to help treat type 2 diabetes, and Mom takes it for that purpose, but it's also used in PCOS treatment, so we figured it couldn't hurt to try. Only been on it a few days so far (wanted to wait to finish my last pack of the pill), but so far so good.

On a brighter note, Christmas was good. Got the latest Professor Layton game (fuck yeah, puzzles), a Kindle (the book-lover in me is horrified, but some of my books are just not very portable), awesome comfy socks (POLKA DOTS! Muahahah!), a swanky new scarf (I love scarves), and a fantasitcally awesome double-breasted military coat. I loooooooooove that coat!

Also, Star Wars: The Old Republic is just as awesome as I had hoped and dreamed and I love it so. I play a Sith Inquisitor (Assassin advanced class, Deception-spec, 'cause sneaking and stabbing is FUN!) named Tryphaena and I love her! :3 She is so much fun. I have as much fun playing her as I did Lailya, which is the gold standard by which I judge MMOs now. Oh, BioWare, how I love you. <3

All right, I think that covers the important bits. See y'all in the New Year!

Rant time!

Sep. 22nd, 2011 09:46 pm
Trying not to panic with the LSAT a little over a week away. Fuuuuuuuuuck.

(I am so fucking sick of my LSAT prep class. I want my Tuesday and Thursday nights back so badly.)

Taking comfort in three things: brand new journal (as in, real paper), Pokemon, and Game of Thrones.

First off, new journal. Normally I'd be using my Moleskine, but I've ended up setting that aside for stuff pertaining to my Watchers 'verse: random factoids, bits of character-driven trivia, and little scenes and dialogue exchanges as they pop into my head. I've recently noticed, though, that I've become a little burnt out with the Watchers 'verse. So I picked up a nice hardcover journal; the pages are nice and thick, so the gel pens I favor for writing don't bleed through, which is a pet peeve of mine. Ended up doing a lot of scribbling for my Inn-Between-Worlds idea, which is really fun because I get to write about Lailya being a scary BAMF and I have missed writing about Lailya. <3

Second, Pokemon. This has pretty much become my primary de-stressor for the past week. I bought Pokemon Black around the time it first came out, but I got distracted with papers and projects and finals and it just fell by the wayside. Then the Nintendo 3DS price drop was announced, and then the Flame Red Nintendo 3DS was announced, and thus I bought a 3DS for myself (I'd been saving the money I'd made from yardwork this past summer for a 3DS and I'd just gotten enough saved away when the price drop was announced so I was stoked). I also bought The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time, but that's a little...involved. Pokemon is pretty straightforward and a bit mindless at times (especially when level grinding), and it's ended up being a really nice way to unwind when I've had a very long, terrible day.

I am also excited because with the 3DS, I can finally connect to the Nintendo Wireless Connection using the Internet at home, so I can freaking trade at long last. :D (Thank you again, [livejournal.com profile] becca_mew! My babies are growing strong and kicking butt.) Can't use the damn thing with BU's wireless, however, the IT people have it under so much protection it'd be funny if it wasn't so frustrating at times, so I need to find a free wifi spot somewhere in Boston.

And finally, Game of Thrones. *happy twirl* HBO was only added back to our cable package when the folks at Comcast tempted Dad with a pretty sweet deal and we ended up having an impromptu movie marathon the Sunday before Billy and I went back to college. Mom was interested in watching GoT for a while, too, and she finally got around to watching it when I went home this past weekend - five straight hours Saturday, five on Sunday.

I've read the first two books in A Song of Ice and Fire years ago (my copies are...somewhere), and while I haven't read the others yet, I do know what happens, if only because I'm pretty blasé about spoilers. So, y'know, I already knew all the relevant plot points and I kind of gloated a lot because Mom kept pushing me to tell her what the hell was going to happen next and I was all, "Nuh-uh, it's a lot more fun not telling you." Mom retaliated by coming up with the stupidest predictions possible because she knows I will be unable to resist telling her how wrong she is and why in God's good name would even think that, clearly THIS is going to happen next goddamnit Mom, you are terrible, and then Mom just grins triumphantly.

So yeah, GoT was freaking awesome. I of course love and adore Sean Bean with all my heart and soul (and I was both gleeful and horrified when I had first heard he was being cast as Ned Stark, because damn, HBO, you're fucking evil, taunting all those people who hadn't read the book), and he was perfect, and Tyrion is, as always, one of the best characters in the series and Peter Dinklage does such a fantastic job with him, and Nikolaj Coster-Waldau is so fucking hawwwwt, I don't care that Jaime's a complete bastard at the moment. And then there's the one and only Dany, my favorite character in the series since I first read the book, 'cause come on, dragons. (They did such an AWESOME job with the finale, I wouldn't have changed a thing.)

...I will say, though, that I really wasn't expecting to do any 'shipping with this series. I didn't ship anyone when I read the books (it just didn't seem right to me), but with the TV series canon? Yeah, I am all over Jorah/Dany. Goddamn, Iain Glen, you are a sexy, sexy beast. (I was never on board with Drogo/Dany. Jason Momoa was perfect as Drogo, but the relationship in the book skeeved me a whole lot, especially since Dany was younger there, and the feeling ended up carrying over while I watched the show (though Drogo in the books was actually quite a bit gentler on the wedding night than in the show, which just made me go "o_o"); I interpreted Dany as sort of latching onto Drogo as her sun-and-stars mostly as a way to cope with a really uncomfortable situation rather than going mad, and I think it becomes a bit more apparent in the later books that Dany ends up looking back on the arranged marriage as a, "Yeah, did not want" thing, though she certainly did come out stronger for it.)

So! In short: GoT is win, I want Season 2 right the hell now, and Dany/Jorah FTW. (I am really, really hoping the writers are willing to take a slightly different direction with them than what goes on in the books. We shall see.)
Goddamnit, Blizzard.

Stop sending me "play for seven days free!" e-mails. I am sick to death of them. I am not going to play WoW again. Not ever. There is nothing you can do to make me go back.

No, not even if you made it F2P. Like that would ever happen, anyway, you money-grubbing, soul stealing bastards. I'm this close to deciding to not get Diablo III, even though I've been eagerly anticipating it for years. Always connected? Real fucking money in auctions? What the flying fuck, Blizzard?

Yes, I miss playing Lailya something fierce at times. No, it's not enough to make me resubscribe. Lailya will continue to exist as a snarky, demon-summoning, cane-wielding, monster-plant-raising bitch of an elf in some other form. How about the owner of an interdimensional tavern? Yeah, I've been fiddling with that idea for years. Lailya is all mine. I don't need Azeroth to have one of the best, most fun characters I've ever played to continue existing.

I quit you, you goddamn sonsabitches. Leave me alone.

No love,

P.S. Star Wars: The Old Republic and I are going to have so much fun.
Sooooo I seem to be writing fanfic again.

I blame [livejournal.com profile] me_challenge. I'm a long-time lurker both there and at [livejournal.com profile] masseffect, so I see the alerts about the Weekly Insanity Round going up and it's like, "Hey, drabbles!" so I scurry over to the challenge comm and read and giggle and coo and aww and everything else. Nothing out of the ordinary.

But the week before last, I really, really liked one of the prompts, and decided to write something for it, and it felt awesome. And then I decided to post them on FanFiction.Net, hive of scum and villainy that it is.

And then last week I filled out two more prompts. I've posted them at the Pit of Voles now, too.

You can probably see where this is going.

I will probably do another prompt for this week's Insanity Round, but in the meantime, I've been writing more fic. On my own time. I haven't done that shit in years.

Y'see, one of the prompts I did for last week was "Miranda, downtime," so I wrote a quick little ficlet about Miranda in her off-duty hours, and while I'm not normally much of a Miranda fan, I do not actively dislike her, and I found myself really liking seeing Miss Cerberus let her hair down, as it were. And then a few reviewers said, "Hey, this is good!" And I blushed, because holy crap people apparently like my oddball ideas. "Will you continue this?" they asked, and I shook my head because Lord, Miranda was okay, but I wasn't going to spend all my damn time writing about her. "No, no, we mean continue this and use the other squadmates. And Joker, can't forget Joker," they said.

Open mouth.

Close mouth.

Tilt head to one side.

Look down.

Oh, hey there little plot bunny, aren't you just the cutest-

Aw, crap.

So. Besides Miranda, I've written similar ficlets starring Tali, Kasumi, and Jacob, which I will be posting over the next few days as I don't want to post them all in one lump. I have ideas outlined for Legion, Jack, Zaeed, Garrus, and my FemShep (and her piece will be posted last), and still need to figure out what the hell I'm going to do for Grunt, Mordin, Samara, Thane, and Joker. I'm currently working on the Legion fic, or at least trying to, because son of a bitch how the hell am I supposed to write in the third person limited about a gestalt-consciousness of some 1,000 individual programs all living in one synthetic body?

Sigh. I'll figure something out, I guess.

Can't believe I'm even doing this, but the bunnies and muses haven't been this active in months. I'll take what I can get.

(P.S. Would, um, anyone like me to post my little ficlets here rather than have to swim through the landfill that's FF.Net?)


Mar. 7th, 2011 05:53 pm
My copy of Dragon Age 2 has shipped!

Dragon Age 2 tomorrow! WOOHOO!

"Excited" doesn't even begin to cover it. I managed to finish my idle DA:O playthrough on Saturday; it is just so satisfying to slay the archdemon. Can always do an Awakening playthrough with that save later, but for now I'll be set for tomorrow. Already know I'm going to be playing a rogue Hawke, though I'm tempted to play as a mage, they're just so awesome, but I'm still trying to think up a good name for my Hawke. I take naming my characters seriously and I've been obsessing over this for a while without success, so I'm going to spend part of my evening browsing through Behind the Name again.

A bit frustrated my media and politics professor is having a review session tomorrow morning when he previously said there would be no class, but that's just yet another frustration with that class to add to the list. Going to show up, of course, but I hope it won't take the full hour and a half; tomorrow's pretty much going to be my only day to play DA2 until I go home Friday afternoon and I want to indulge in my nerdiness a little bit before I have to buckle down and study more.

Watched part of the spring training game against the Marlins on Saturday. Was... less than impressed with Daisuke. I'm not entertaining high hopes for him this season. I suppose that isn't very fair, as it's just spring training for Christ's sake, but he hasn't been very impressive for a long time. Trying to be optimistic about the team in general, though - yay we have Adrian Gonzalez! - and so long as the Sox stay healthy (and kick ass), I'll be happy.

Less than a month to go until the first Sox game of the season! YAY BASEBALL!
So because Dragon Age II is coming out in a little less than a month (and the demo is only a little over two weeks away, woohoo!), I've decided to replay Dragon Age: Origins (as well as play Awakenings for the first time) to get that one perfect playthrough to import into DA2 come March 8.

Son of a bitch, I'd actually forgotten just how much stuff there is to do.

Twelve to thirteen hours into the game and I've only just finished the first major plot mission (Circle Tower for those interested). It does not help that I'm an obsessive explorer with a tendency towards sticky-fingers in my games - must loot everything, must open every chest/crate/vase/whathaveyou I come across. That and I love all the conversations with the companions so I need to explore damn well near every conversation option (that doesn't net me disapproval, anyway - MORRIGAN I'M LOOKING AT YOU!) and I'm seriously going to have to cut back on my side-questing if I want to squeeze Awakenings in before DA2.

Doesn't help that I'm technically playing the Ultimate Edition (for the PS3 - it just feels weird for me to play RPGs on the PC, and playing my brother's copy of Origins on the 360 felt more natural) and thank you, eBay, for allowing me to get it brand new for cheap, so there's all this lovely DLC, too. Gaaaaah.

Well, no one's saying I have to start playing DA2 come March 8. Could wait until I get back home for Spring Break. I just want to.

Bah, the things I do to myself...


Aug. 25th, 2009 03:09 pm
*scowls at [livejournal.com profile] predikit* You're an evil wench, you know that, right?

Getting me interested in Aion of all things. Like I need another MMORPG eating up my time and money. Even if it is visually stunning and the character creation is mind-boggling and the wings and the...



*grumbles and prods her pre-order*


Aug. 4th, 2009 10:25 am
Patch Day, Patch Day, Patch Day!

New pets and mounts and quests and druid forms-

Ituhala: YAY!

-and Northrend Children's Week-

Lailya: *cuddling a wolvar pup and cooing*

-rogues can use axes (which makes sense, they're good at weaponizing everything)-

Ashke: *hefts an axe and carefully examines its edge* Meh, I'll stick with swords.

-engineering stuff-

Raseleane: *mad scientist laughter*
Ituhala, Lailya, and Ashke: *inch away slowly from the gnome mage*

-and it's PATCH DAY, YAY!

Ituhala and Raseleane: Cheap riding skill! Yay!

...Hello, my name is DT, and I'm a World of Warcraft addict who talks to her characters.
*insane giggle* The Mummy is on! Yay, Oded Fehr! And then Eureka's on afterward. Score! Love that show so much.

Right, anyway, today's topic: video games.

More specifically, video games I can't wait to get my grubby hands on. At the top of my list are, in no particular order:

Diablo III (Blizzard Entertainment)
Final Fantasy XIII (Square Enix)
Star Wars: The Old Republic (BioWare/Lucasfilms)
Dragon Age: Origins (BioWare)

TOR is an MMO and very likely won't be released until sometime next year at the earliest, but it's Star Wars and it's from BioWare so I'm down with it. I'm a die-hard Final Fantasy fangirl, so of course XIII's on the list (I'm still hemming and hawing about Versus XIII), and while it's not due out until December next year, it might be a very, very long time before I can acquire a PS3. (Billy and I are thinking about splitting the cost of one since there's a lot of games coming out on it that we're both drooling over, but God only knows when we'll actually buy the sucker.) Diablo III is more of a hack-and-slash action RPG and admittedly I've never played the previous titles in the series, but it looks like a lot of fun (and very, very bloody, but I know enough about the Diablo series to expect that); hopefully a bit more info about the game will be released at BlizzCon in August.

Dragon Age is the title that's really caught my fancy. Again, it's BioWare, and BioWare is the master of the RPG, I swear. It's dark heroic fantasy; the amount of blood I've seen in the trailers (both cinematic and gameplay) makes Diablo III look like Hello Kitty, and while normally that level of violence would turn me off a game, glancing around the official website, the wiki, and the forums has convinced me otherwise. The game's been in development for nearly a decade and not due to problems with developing it but because the production team's been so careful to create a world with in-depth history and fascinating characters and politics.

What impresses me the most is how the Player Character interacts with party members and NPCs. Alignment isn't tracked here (unlike with previous BioWare titles like KOTOR and Mass Effect), but your actions in one part of the game can have ramifications later on is not right away. Who you have in your party can affect who else can become a companion character, and even your PC's origin (Human Mage, City Elf, Dalish Elf, Mage (Elf or Human), Dwarf Commoner, and Dwarf Noble) affects how you perceive the world and how other characters react to you. And all of this has a huge affect on the game's ending, giving the game an insane amount of replayablitiy.

So, to put it in a nutshell, Dragon Age is a game I am gleefully anticipating and one I intend to have a lot of fun playing.

...I can't believe I just waxed poetic about video games. Christ, maybe I should start seeing a therapist again.
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Apr. 14th, 2009 10:37 am

Patch 3.1 is downloaded and ready to go for when the realms go back online later today. *rubs hands together and cackles*

...Aw, crap. I told myself I'd do more work on my research paper today. Dammit. Better to wait until the blasted thing's completed, anyway, less guilt. Also less people clogging up the new Argent Tournament grounds; that place is going to outdo Dalaran and Shattrath on their worst days in terms of lag.

Also, re: Secrets of Ulduar sneak peak trailer:

King Varian Wrynn of Stormwind is a complete and utter BASTARD and I despise him with all my heart and soul. I know he has issues with the Horde, but DUDE, the Horde took TREMENDOUS losses at the Wrathgate, too, you self-centered bastard. Also, letting your prejudices get in the way of a much-needed alliance to, you know, STOP AND KILL A NEWLY RELEASED OLD GOD OF DEATH THAT MAKES ARTHAS LOOK LIKE A PUSSY AND WILL REND THE WORLD ASUNDER? You suck so hard.


Annnnd time to head off to class.

You finally finished that paper for your writing seminar. (You're good at writing them, you just hate doing it.) You've had dinner. You've showered. You called Mom for your nightly check-in. ('Cause if you stopped now she'd think something was wrong and she'd freak out and you'd feel really bad for making Mom freak out and you are such a mama's girl, really.) You have no pressing engagements for the rest of the week, except the guild Naxx run Friday night, but that's less obligation and more "Woohoo, killing stuff, sweet loot, and frickin' awesome guildmates!"

What to do?

First, make sure the door to your room is closed. No need to have witnesses to your overwhelming nerdiness.

Now, reach under the bed for that package that came in Friday. (Amazon said it'd be delivered Monday, but packages from there always arrive early so no big deal.) It's already open since you had to check to make sure everything in your order arrived. (It did.) You told yourself you'd indulge after the public policy exam was done with as well as the paper, so you closed the box and shoved it under the bed for later. (You kinda wish it had come in Monday, 'cause that would have been a few days less of temptation, but you're Catholic. Maybe not a devout Catholic, but you sucked it up anyway.)

Guess what? It's later.

Open the box.

Take out the very shiny hardcover copy of All the Windwracked Stars by Elizabeth Bear. Mmm, science fiction. Ms. Bear is totally your new favorite science fiction author. (You still haven't forgiven Frank Herbert for the travesty that was The Dosadi Experiment, the bastard. You likely never will.) Then take out the copy of The Zombie Survival Guide: Complete Protection from the Living Dead by Max Brooks. Giggle a bit. (You're totally taking it with you tomorrow to read before class.)

Take out that other thing and put it aside for a moment. That one needs to be savored.

The last thing to take out is the official guide book that goes with that other thing. It's really frickin' huge. (You thought the Kingdom Hearts II and Final Fantasy XII guides were huge. Obviously you were very, very wrong.) You're pretty sure if a radical environmentalist group saw you with it, they'd kill you in a really unspeakable way and your body (or what was left of it) would never be found.

Now, pick up the other thing. Time to savor.

It's Pokemon: Platinum.

Go ahead. Squeal.


You done yet?




Awesome, you're still breathing. Let's carry on.

Take off the plastic shrink-wrap and open the case. Dance a little, no one can see you.

Take out the game cartridge.

Pick up your Nintendo DS. (It's been sitting patiently on the table next to your bed since Friday and it surprisingly refrained from being a seductive lure to procrastinate. You should name it.)

Insert the game cartridge.

Turn on the DS.


Note: referring to yourself in second person is even creepier than referring to yourself in third person. Stop it. Please.

Ho hum.

Aug. 4th, 2008 11:56 pm
Didn't get a damn thing done today. My current challenge has stalled on me; I was thinking of doing a mostly-dialogue story with the McCormick siblings, but I'm having a bit of trouble juggling four characters. I'm seriously considering changing it so it's just the two oldest sibs (Nora and Mark), but I'd like to do something with all of them so I'll stick it out and see if I can't get my groove back.

When I wasn't trying to tear my hair our in frustration, I was playing Final Fantasy III (in a fit of generosity, Billy ordered both that and Final Fantasy XII: Revenant Wings off eBay for me, so long as I paid him back) or watching Billy play Mass Effect. Eventually I will convince him to stay off the X-Box 360 long enough for me to give it a try, but I'm not holding my breath. Once he gets his teeth into a game it takes a long damn time for him to get bored with it.

So the Red Sox swept the A's this past weekend, I jumped on the Jason Bay bandwagon because he was doing a spectacular job (Manny would have turned that catch from Friday's game into a triple), convinced myself there was still hope for the team this season, and what happens just as I start thinking positive? We lose. To whom? THE KANSAS CITY ROYALS. Jesus Christ, why must we suck during road games? Why?

I'm going to go watch Bam-Bam be cute now, hopefully that will cheer me up.
So last night was awful.

I've been suffering from a head cold since about Saturday, when it first manifested as a sore throat. By yesterday afternoon I was congested as hell, had a migraine, my sinuses were going nuts, my right ear was throbbing, and I couldn't breathe through my nose at ALL (and swallowing was not fun because of that). I took some NyQuil before bed and hoped I'd be out like a light until morning.

No such luck. Woke up multiple times because I had rolled over and was so congested I couldn't breathe. Also had these really, really weird waking dreams - y'know, you're dreaming, but suddenly jerk awake, but the dream keeps on trucking anyway? Yeah, that didn't make things any better.

So here I am. Curled up in a nest of blankets on the couch, surrounded by make-shift trash bags for my tissues, coughing my lungs up, still congested, using my mom's laptop, and watching the Celtics rolling rally because nothing else is on. And the DayQuil's not working.

Misery loves company, and yet I have none. Rawr.

And also, next Friday? I'm having surgery. AGAIN. Three guesses as to why and the first two don't count.

Still, better to get it over with now rather than closer to when I have to head off to college.

Am also deeply in love with the game City of Villains. Eat your heart out, Blizzard. If any of you decide to join me, I play a character named Shadowcatch on the Infinity server. (Although despite my new love affair, I still play WoW. I need something to do while I wait for WotLK.)

Okay, time to pass out.
Oh, most definitely an excellent weekend so far!

First, Team USA kicked South Africa's ass yesterday in the World Baseball Classic. 17-0. They called in the 15-or-more-runs-in-5-innings mercy rule. XP I may hate Roger Clemens's guts for his time as a Yankee, but I can't deny he is the one pitcher that no one, no one, walks away unscatched from. All hail The Rocket.

Second, returned to my video game kick. Played a bit of Kingdom Hearts yesterday (kicking Sephiroth's ass is really, really satisfying) before starting a new game of Final Fantasy X. I spooked my brother because he'd never seen me play it and he wasn't used to voice acting in a Final Fantasy game. XP Can't say I blame him, although we got a kick from making fun of the dialogue. And my love for Auron has been reaffirmed, yeeesss. Mmhm, I adore his voice actor.

Last, but certainly not least, the season finales of Stargate: SG-1 and Stargate: Atlantis.

I had never believed in spontaneous orgasms until last night.

The writing was excellent. I honestly could not tell where the writers were going except from what was slightly revealed in the commercial previews. I admit to some minor doubts about season 9 of SG-1 (oh come on, there was no Jack, you can't fault me for that), but this season finale (especially the very ending) brought me back to the Land of Screaming Faithful Nerds. To the director, writers, and producers of SG-1: I LOVE YOU SO VERY, VERY MUCH. Here's my soul back!

As for Atlantis... Ooh, my head was being taken in two different directions. *delightful shiver* One part of me said blow the suckers up, the other was going "Yays for the Hive!" But that ENDING. *moans* Oh, sweet Jesus, and I was still recovering from the SG-1 finale ending. Talk about massive overload to the sense. To the director, writers, and producers of Atlantis: MARRY ME.

I love being a geek.




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