24th August, 2008 (9:20 pm)
The Day With The Wii (8)
I never really understood the whole Wii phenomenon. Yes, it’s cool and all that you can bowl in the living room (we took S bowling this afternoon and paid a ridiculous £22 ($40ish) for the 90 minute privilege - I lost BTW) but, not being funny, the whole reason I play video games is because I don’t want to exert myself. If I wanted to play tennis I’d go play tennis. It’s a personal thing, but when I’m at home I usually want to do at-home things - you know, like shooting the crap out of monsters or playing the guitar solo encore on my sold-out world tour, strings (well, buttons) MELTING from my awesomeness. You know - the usual.
That said, we have now finally bought a Wii. We waited for the hype to settle - and the price to drop a little - but when this month’s pay packet finally brought home an extra grand thanks to months and months and months of back-pay as I waited for my work’s pay dispute to be settled, we finally bowed out and bought one. We’d talked about it maybe being good for S and his hand/eye co-ordination, that it’s probably better for him than watching TV, and that it’ll be something kinda cool that we can all play together, but the truth is we spent £200 on a console simply because I wanted the Fit Board. Yeah, I know - hella lame.
So I fired it up. And it told me that I was a lardarse. Heh - like that’s a shock. I put in an easy-peasy target to kick me off - 7lbs in a month - and yesterday I lost 2lbs. M put on 2lbs - HA HA HA - and I was so smug and superior, laughing and pointing at and scorning him for the rest of the day. I went to bed still giggling, my guts sore from the mirth, and then when I jumped on the board this afternoon, still snickering to myself, turns out I’ve put on 3lbs. WTF?! I’m doing twenty minutes of annoying, cutsey aerobic crap and for what? To GAIN weight? I’m fairly certain that I can accomplish that on my own from the comfort of my sofa’s ass groove.
Don’t start. I know 20 mins is fuck all. And I know that it’s a game, so save your breath. Nonetheless . . . I’m lazy and unconditioned and it’s simply not fair that my body aches THIS MUCH and all for nothing!
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23rd August, 2008 (7:40 pm)
Random Rant #15 (10)
Did you know that inside every woman is magic? Mystery? Power and passion? Spirit and substance? Did you know that inside every woman is a goddess?
Quick question:
WHY THE FUCK is an advertisement peddling RAZORS spouting this shit? Edit: I’ve been looking for the advert concerned online for those of you who may not have seen it, but apparently it’s too shit even for Youtube - which is saying something, don’t you think?
Everything about this advertising campaign pisses me off. It’s ridiculous, pointless, sexist drivel and it drives me insane. I don’t use Gillette razors, but if I did I’d book myself on the next flight to Gillette’s HQ and stick my razor up their collective fucking ARSE.
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22nd August, 2008 (9:41 am)
The Day With the Competition (7)
Just in case you’re infinitely STUPID and don’t post at my awesome forum SHHF, it occurred to me that you may be missing an opportunity. Sigh. Silly you.
Further to sampling their new survival horror title Dead Space during my visit to their headquarters in California, EA have sent me three copies of the limited edition The Art of Dead Space: Designing a Nightmare art book to give away.
To be in with a chance of winning one, just answer this simple question:
What bloody clue is left on the USG Ishimura that instructs Issac on how best to attack the enemy Necromorphs?
(Hint: Not sure? Check out the Lullaby Trailer!)
Check out SHHF for full details on how to enter. Good luck! :)
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21st August, 2008 (9:44 am)
The Day With the First Awesome Fail of my Life (7)
I got a D! Woohoo!
I’ve never had anything less than a C in my life before, but considering I taught myself Hiragana and Katakana a week before my exam, I actually think that pretty much rocks.
I’m going to ignore the fact that the exams broke the mould this year and were incredibly hard - enough that even the scary monosyllabic teenagers struggled - and that the overall grade threshold very probably slipped this year. Ssssh. Let’s not think of that.
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20th August, 2008 (9:31 pm)
The Day Before the Result (3)
Come 6am tomorrow I’ll be put out of my misery. Pending an omginternetz fuck up - which I am kind of anticipating, actually - my GCSE Japanese result will be published in all its glory on the Edexcel website.
I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again: I’m really not doing one of those irritating fake psych-outs. I really did suck ass. That said, it’ll be good to get that E or F officially in order to then consider my options (or lack thereof!) from here on in.
I’d end on saying wish me luck, but I think we both know that luck has very little to do with this now. So I’ll settle for a wish me not to fail. How have your results gone this year? C’mon - crow to me - you know you want to. :p
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