You know what I like about Fridays? I go to work and spend £1.95 on two bits of bacon, a sausage, a hash brown, a fried egg and some beans. That's the high point of the day. I eat it all by half eight. Anything that follows is crushingly disappointing. Like finding a half-eaten yogurt in the fridge, and spooning a lump excitedly into your mouth only to find out it is mayonnaise.
Fridays. "I live for the weekend" say some people. I don’t. I tolerate it at most. Got to do the food shopping, and walk around 'vintage' shops buying Bakelite telephones and gaudily colored melamine plates. Walk through the bookshop where you can smell the lilies whilst Hockney's self-portraits gaze down on you like some shit gargoyle. Then too much to drink on a Sunday afternoon to numb the pain of an early bed before the week begins again. Still, at least there is Man Utd vs Chelsea game to look forward to. Unlike
Kima who has been kidnapped and has to rely on Craster's skill and judgement to save her. Heh, bet she's calmly whistling to herself right now. I never saw the end of the first series of 24, you know. But thanks to Trooper to writing and running the game and no thanks to whoever killed me.
Speaking of which, Apple
launched some new products leading to disgruntled comments from those that bought the iPad3 not so long ago.
#unread" class="postlink">Winter's coming, said DavPaz, pulling his cloak about him and gazing into the far distance like a Lidl version of Sean Bean. Mimi and Russ took the day off and are now, I expect, staring through the windows willing it to snow. I hate snow. It’s stupid. It’s like rain, but worse as it fucks up getting around. Fucking snow.
#unread" class="postlink">Asfish shilled some technology from BT which will presumably lead to a twitter backlash and we'll have to evaluate our integrity.
Ian Fairies seems to be the only one playing Resi6 and he finished it. Just shy of 27 hours apparently. Fun if you like that sort of thing, I suppose. I've never really gotten on with third person things. My brain seems to be unable to process where I need to face, so I spend most of my time standing with my back to a zombie or whatever fighting the dangerous looking angle poise lamp. Sorry, you were probably expecting me to work up to a joke then. I wasn't. I’m not your dancing monkey. I’m nobody’s dancing monkey.
In other news, things that are happening beyond our sphere of direct influence. Well, yours, maybe, I still have the dirty puppet strings of a series of small central American republics to pull, but everyone's got to have a hobby,
Sasha Grey has released an electronica album. The rhythm goes bum tit tit, apparently.
Windows 8 launched[/url] and this is either the best thing in the world or the worst thing since Apple broke cartography in the 'walled garden'. Holy shit the part time office chick is hot. Our colonial friends are sleazing around
Ohio and the eyes of the world are watching wondering if Jesus will get a second coming or what's that coming over the hill is it a Romster will be guided by god and lead the people to Kobol.
Frankly, you've all been shit this week. How shit? Shit enough that Alberto got two seperate nominations. Two. You're all a disgrace. I'm disappointed. After becoming engulfed in the avalanche of nominations, this is it:
Practical advice for Zio. Again.
Cavey considers a river of booze to prevent crime
Squirt outlines his plans for the future
Alberto's concentraion decreases
I believe, Alberto, I believeAnd, the winner is....
Dimrill and his mum's broken appliance. This made me laugh the most.
I've been MaliA, you've been mostly quiet, and we’ve been considering THE INTEGRITY OF GAMES JOURNALISM! Until next time, look after yourselves, and each other.
EDIT: Thanks to Grim... TheVision, Curio, Kovacs, Nikachu and throughsilver. And me.
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