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I Don't Think She Gets It
June 11, 2002
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Nothing like Mondays at work, I tell you. And there's also nothing like getting broken glass pressed into your genitals.
I'm sorry. I'll try not to make these kind of metaphors anymore. I guess the funniest thing about them is because *I* make them up, I don't get shocked by them so much as I just get the funny part. Yes, I know that's cheating, but hey, that's the way the chlorine tablet gets crumbled into one's easily-accessible open glass of iced tea.
I'm sorry again. That last one was *really* terrible. Sorry. Sometimes I just get like that. Just wait until I get my paycheck on Friday, because Thursday's rant will likely be me yipping about how nice it will be to actually get money coming IN to my bank account again or something like that. Actually, that's probably worse than the whole broken glass - genitals metaphor, at least in annoyance factor. But I'll try to keep it to a low hum ::wink:: Face it: I think we ALL like getting money, especially when we feel like we've really earned it (and also when we don't. Well, I don't know about YOU guys out there, but that's me). But yeah. [I'm all for that lottery thing personally, but then again, I never buy a ticket... - web guy Josiah]
Not much to say right now: getting more than a little irked at Diablo II and it's hold upon me, most particularly when it comes to fighting in the Nightmare difficulty. I think the game really is the most fun in Normal - I mean, kicking extra amounts of ass is always fun, but once you reach about level 43 about half-way through Nightmare, you don't have really any new skills to get (or any ones you WANT to get, especially when you're an Amazon and you know how much the javelin skills suck - I mean, you got a kickass bow and spear, what the hell you need a wimp-ass JAVELIN for??), and nearly ALL of the enemies become total bitches. Running through Tal Rasha's tomb, you open ONE DOOR and *BAM*, you're surrounded by all sorts of evil thompy demons or those bastards that keep raising hordes of skeletons, and before you know it your Valkyrie goes down and ACK your badass minion goes too and OH SHIT you're SURROUNDED by all sorts of poison-spitting monsters and hordes of Burning Dead skeletons hacking at you with their FLAMING WEAPONS and holy hell OPEN A TOWN PORTAL ALREADY OPEN IT OPEN IT OPEN IT AAAAAAA! WHY WON'T YOU GET IN THERE GET GET GET DAMMIT AAAAAAUGH!!!!!! And then you die. And you're more than a little unhappy about the situation. Which is obviously what's been happening to me lately. Web Guy Josiah's so right - you always get SO screwed-over with life in that game, seriously. I can hit that bastard Summoner in the Arcane Sanctuary like TWICE before he goes down like a bitch (300-900 damage cause PER HIT will do that), but it takes me FOUR DEATHS before I can even get NEAR ENOUGH to the fucker to do that because the creep throws fire, and somehow my Amazon gets sticky feet or something when the ground beneath her BURSTS INTO FLAMES, because she decides not to move, and in a tenth of a second *wham*, I'm toast. Bugs the HELL out of me.
Well, I'd better send this one off into the ether that is the Internet ::pushes imaginary glasses up the bridge of nose:: and hope you people like it as I sign off for the night. Seriously, though. E-mails on what you'd like to see in the site/comic/whatever in the future is always appreciated. No guarantees, but hell, no certain refusals either - guess that's the fun of life. And so is a big ol' meal at Red Lobster... stuffing your face full of tasty crab. ::stifled burp:: Not like I would know what that's like or anything. But yeah. Take care, yo.
Niort,
Annie "Blue" VM
Oh can't you see
You belong to me
- The Police
"Every Breath You Take"
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