I went over to visit some friends yesterday. They have stuck my computer and desk in their computer room closet. Why, you ask? Alas, I was not there when they reorganized so I was given the gimp closet, but at least they were kind enough to take the doors off for me.
But there is a positive to this (aside from having occasional claustrophobic attacks and slamming myself into the walls screaming maniacally) the bastards can't see my screen when we LAN! Muwahahaha. Fear me.
Or not.
Probably not.
Unfortunately for me, they decided to play UT2004 and I haven't played that game in ages. So, of course, I died often and even the bloody bots killed me repeatedly. There were many curses and rants coming from that gimp closet, but were horribly muffled so no one got to feel the complete extent of my verbal wrath.
After I won two matches in a row, I called it a night, did a little dance and skipped away to my home vowing to practice more and kill them all on a psycho UT death rampage. Fear me and my flack monkey-ness.
Or not...you could just twitch a little, give me some hope of sounding occasionally intimidating.
I give up. Excuse me while I cry in that little corner over there to myself, either that or give up completely and reactivate my CoH or WoW accounts - oh, cruel world!
As I type this, I am (of course) at work. I had almost forgotten how what this coffee tastes like. The scary thing is that it actually tastes good to me this morning. Dear God, the humanity, WHY?! You ask? You didn't, but I'll expound on it anyway. The coffee that I had in Costa Rica was apparently made without filters. The grinds filled the bottom of the cup. I wasn't aware of this the first time I drank their coffee and so I took the last swig of (pure BLACK) dregs and ended up chewing the remains. Needless to say, it tasted awful, but I was zipping around so fast that I am positive I managed to go faster than the speed of light. ........ZZZZZZZZOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM....
I think I need more sleep. O_o
My father bought my mom a new computer. A very, very nice computer. With the latest (most expensive and gloriously beautiful, must pet and squeeze and drool upon) Nvidia GeForce. *whimper* I must find a way to secret it to my house without them knowing. I'm sure mom won't notice my old Radeon stuck in her computer.... *sneaky, sneaky* I wonder if my parents would post charges against me if I stole it. Knowing my mother's penchant and love of video games, more than likely that would be a 'yes'. Curses.
