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dig dig dig dig dig dig dig argh

  • Posted on September 13, 2009 at 10:31 am

Last weekend I finally picked Okami back up again–I’d been stuck on the stupid digging minigame you had to finish to get water back in the canals in Sei-an City.

And I got it on the first try! Hooray!

So then there was shrinking and Issun being awesome and all that stuff, and then there was some fishing and some cherry tree Blooming (and boy did I feel dumb when I realized where the last un-possessed cherry tree was…) and uh okay now what… oh, okay, Sasa Sanctuary, where I find…

ANOTHER FUCKING MANDATORY DIGGING MINIGAME

So now I’m stuck again. FML.

ETA: In other news, WTF JU-ON GAME WHY HAVE I NOT HEARD ABOUT THIS UNTIL NOW

Although this line from the description bothers me a little:

The Grudge is billed as the first “Haunted House Simulator” where accessibility and instant scares are given priority over story and game play depth.

Okay, well. It at least sounds like they’re not going to pull an Alone In The Dark with this thing and make you waggle and flap in completely new ways every two seconds and make you press “up” to blink or whatever, but um… I would really not be talking about “BOO! LOL” > story like it’s a good thing.

Still, for a measly $30, hell yeah.

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FLAMES on the sides of my fucking FACE.

  • Posted on August 8, 2009 at 3:18 am

Some asshole in an Escalade kills two cyclists, and his equally assholish father boohoos until Goodhair vetos a bill that would have required motorists to give cyclists, runners, pedestrians, construction workers, and so on three lousy feet of clearance.

Given that this is the Houston Chronicle, you can probably guess what kind of ignorant entitlement bullshit is in the comments.

Dear, dear Governor Goodhair:

  • Posted on April 16, 2009 at 10:47 am

Please shut the fuck up.

No, really.

Shut. The. Fuck. UP.

This? This kind of irresponsible batshit crazytalk coming out of the mouth of our governor (also out of the mouths of people like john Cornyn and whats-er-name, Ms. “BAWWW AZN NAMES R HARD” )? This is why the rest of the country thinks we’re all uneducated trailer-dwelling NASCAR-watching assault-weapon-owning cousin-porking Bible-thumping racist sexist homophobic redneck trash, and I for one am sick and fucking tired of it.

And as much as I would love to move to a state where I won’t have to go “ugh God I swear we are not all like this” a couple times a week because some idiot in a position of power has said or done something stupid, I kind of can’t afford to.

So if you want to nod and smile at the batshit crazy secessionists, fine. You and they can go find yourselves an island somewhere, move to it, cut yourself off from civilization (and civilized funds, of course), and stop making the rest of us look as stupid as you are.

In conclusion, Mr. Hair, please watch this. And then please go round up Cornyn and whats-er-face and the rest of your idiot friends and get the fuck out of my state.

No love,
Me

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Dear, dear rest of the country:

The “durr hurr stoopid Texas ppl” jokes stopped being funny a long time ago. I see why you make them, but that doesn’t make them any more funny or any less ignorant.

Thanks much,
Me

In other news…

  • Posted on January 25, 2009 at 2:22 pm
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OMG THAR MIGHT BE LEAD IN BUKS SO B& TEH KIDZ FRUM TEH LIBERRY.

Seriously. Seriously. What in the actual fuckety fucking fuck is that?

o hai.

  • Posted on September 2, 2008 at 4:02 pm

Home from the country. Tired. Still need to go to store. Got to see some family friends I don’t see often and pet, feed, brush, and ride horses. The boy horse was very much like a 1,200 pound golden retriever and liked to have his nose kissed.

Otherwise, how I spent this weekend was about the opposite of how I wanted to spend this weekend. Exhibit A: lovebugs. Millions of them. So many lovebugs you could not sit outside without immediately having fifty mated pairs of lovebugs land on your person and in whatever you were drinking. Don’t even ask about car front ends. Also, I have the “oh no you didn’t” jingle from the Mercenaries 2 commercial stuck in my head.

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Further adventures of the world’s worst housekeeper

  • Posted on August 28, 2008 at 2:29 pm

So I took today off to clean house and take care of some other errands related to most excellent plans for the long weekend. Now I’m eating some lunch before I go attack the living room.

I discovered a little while ago that a bottle of bleach leaked on the carpet. Why I had a bottle of bleach sitting on the carpet at all, I don’t even know. It’s just a small spot that could be covered up easily by–I don’t know, a shoe or something, fortunately, but there is a very bright bald spot on the floor.

But the kitchen and bathroom are clean. The living room just needs a dust-straighten-and-vacuum. The bedroom looks like a bomb went off in it, but most of the debris is stuff that can be shoved into the closet.

Also, apparently Pringles now makes a Pretz doppelganger. I have a box of the pizza kind. Om nom nom.

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