Friday, December 31, 2010

Wooooooooooow

I found this blog not via writer's block but instead by a group. That group is WOMEN GAMERS.
DON'T HIT ON ME SILLY BOYS.
Also it's that typical thing where you have to agree you're 14 to even get into the blog and then that you're 14 to read each entry. Gentlemen, we are in flavor country.
Her post on GRRRRRRRL GAMERS went a little something like this:

A couple of years ago I got a DS and along with my typical Mario/Zelda/Pokemon choices I thought I should pick up Harvest Moon DS since I loved the Game Boy games!

Big mistake. I HATED it. Haaaaate. There are so many things to do,

>hate this game
>too much to do
What the fuck?

what with dating, mining, finding the Harvest Sprites...not to mention, you know, farming.

I FEEL LIKE I'M LITERALLY RUNNING A FARM.
Here's a revolutionary idea: how about you budget your time?
Get mad cash mining, then all the bitches will crowd to you because you have mad muscles and money.
Easy.

I now have a Wii, and I see that there are also more games for the DS. So I'm wondering if anyone else has played any of these games and has any recommendations, based on my opinion of the first DS game? I really would like to see a newer game in the series that I enjoy playing.

Get Etrian Odyssey III and get mauled by a giant sabertooth tiger you dumb cunt.
I've got a serious case of the winter break/end of the year/missing boyfriend blues. It just hit me this past hour like a ton of bricks.

But you got vidya gayms.
Starting to feel blue?
WHAT'S UP, PS-TRIPLE?

I want to go curl up and cry for no reason at all, and I'm pretty sure I'm not hormonal. It's too dark and cold in this house. I need someone who is not my parents to come here and cheer me up. I need a snuggle like nobody's business.

Well it is true you can't snuggle up to COLD STEEL that you are encased in in Etrian Odyssey III but at least you have hard-fought victories against the enemies of man and the encroaching wilderness.

I still have a whole week here. :[

It is a story I have seen played out dozens of times but I never tire of: enter with nothing but a knife and your wits and EMERGE HAVING TAMED THE WILDERNESS. TRULY YOU ARE NO MAN'S SLAVE NOW.
HEYYY CHRISTMAS was cool.

All I asked for was a Wii (specifically the red one, because I'd been wanting a Wii for a while and then they came out with the red one and I was like DUDE GET ME THAT ONE), which I got. Her name is Ginger.

That's interesting. I named my computer Grimaldus.

BUT she also got me FIVE POUNDS OF WOOL for spinning. FIVE POUNDS.

:V
If only you were in FFXIV. I'd have a deal for you.
Of course like all deals I make in FFXIV the only person who benefits is ultimately me, but such is life.

I'm really excited to get back though. I miss my friends, I miss having a room with doors. I miss Pokemon and Doctor Who all day every day.

ALL DAY ERREDAY
Come, let us battle. Everything I need to know about a person can be discerned by the way they battle Pokemon.

It's summer!
- Working for my mother, supposed to be doing 20hrs/week but it's more like 9 because i'm lazy!
- knitting things
- spinning yarns

Ah yes, the top down monopoly I've grown so fond of in FFXIV. Who needs these idiots when I can make and repair all my own equipment?
No more am I slave to the capricious whims of the market wards.
Unless I need buffalo hide in which case I am.
But otherwise in-house production.
- thinking a lot about girls
- thinking a lot about boys

HEH HEH HEH.

- raising my pokemanz, trying to beat the pokemon league champion

YOU ARE WEAK.
Here's her book collection. Lots of animu.
She is right. It is indeed colorful.
UNFORTUNATELY COLOR DOES NOT SPELL TASTE.
And there's you. About as expected.
So I saw Harry Potter, and I kind of almost wish I hadn't.

It's not that I'm not angry that it sucked (which it did), it's that I'm angry but don't really care otherwise.

WELCOME TO BEING AN ADULT. HARRY POTTER DOESN'T MATTER.
Or, alternatively:
WELCOME TO BEING AN ADULT. ANGRY BUT NOT REALLY CARING ABOUT IT AT THE SAME TIME.

I'm going to buy the Sailor Moon manga in Japanese. No, I cannot read Japanese.

Welp.

One day I WILL be able to read Japanese. This isn't just a silly dream of a 10-year-old anymore, I'm actually going to study it in college.

Is that right?
You seem like one of the ones that didn't cut it in Japanese 101.
You know, when it turns out learning a language is a lot of work and not very "kawaii uguu ^____^" at all.

Got my UNC rooming assignment!

>UNC
Welp.
Might be able to battle Pokemons face-to-face, even.

Listening to your male classmates read aloud to each other the heavily pornographic stories they have written about each other is a very interesting way to spend lunch.

Excuse me?

I knew there was a "act gay to be ironic and cool" thing going on in the heterosexual male community, but this is very very strange to me.

Is that right?
Well being a heterosexual male with mostly heterosexual male friends I can say we've never once done this.
I can't even recall a time where someone even suggested it, be a joke or seriously. I'm pretty sure this is the first time I'm hearing of this phenomenon, in fact.
Maybe we're weird.
I finished a yummy skein of yarn this morning that is 128ish yards and is gooooorgeous I just want to drink it up.

>yummy skein of yarn
nope.
You know, "Oddacity", I wasn't hating you as much as I normally hate bloggers but I think I can manage now.

I have a drop spindle, and a spinning wheel that needs some repair.

You've come to the right place, then. For a price I can repair anything you're wearing.
Oh wait, no, sorry. Forgot this wasn't FFXIV.
Sorry I decided to play FFXIV instead of listening to some bint prattle on.
Hit fatigue on leatherworker again so ALL ABOUT SPLITTING WIND CRYSTALS YO.
When it resets tomorrow I'll be fucking ready, man.

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