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Who Needs Parties?
Dec. 31st, 2009 07:22 pmI am exceptionally grumpy today! The reason is long and complicated and you don’t really want to hear the whole thing, but basically I have been kicked off of the Wii because Dad felt a burning need to futz around with his beloved giant Entertainment System Of Doom. I could care less about the Entertainment System Of Doom,* but I’m bitter because back when he was setting the thing up, he installed the Wii permanently in its matrix about two hours after I asked him not to. And this is exactly why I made that request.
So I’m trying to not be grumpy, and rather focus on the fact that some of my Christmas, Round 2 packages—bought with my aunt’s Christmas money, donchaknow—came absurdly quickly, and I now have all three seasons of Avatar: The Last Airbender, tea, books, and a new dress for Laurel. And I’m also working intermittently on Torn World, and reading a book on the many horrible ways space can kill you. I should be set for activities for quite a while … the reunion between Iroh and Zuko alone should afford me a good hour of rewinding and crying like a girl.
But I still wanna play Mario.
Happy New Year, dudes!
*An attitude that baffles Dad to no end, because he’s one of those people who actually uses features on his sound system. In the Philosophy of Dad, he who does not use every possible permutation of the multisource surround-sound digital enhancement PC-DVD-Blu-ray-TV-Star Wars player**-video game console-two DVR-Picture-Inna-Picture features leads an unsatisfactory, hollow sham of a life. This in turn baffles someone like me, whose philosophy is whatever I’m watching should take less than ten minutes to buffer, and sound should play in both headphones.
**A relic of the mid-’90s, the Star Wars Player is our laser disc player. We have exactly one thing on laser disc, which is the entire Star Wars Trilogy. Don’t even ask about the Betamax.
So I’m trying to not be grumpy, and rather focus on the fact that some of my Christmas, Round 2 packages—bought with my aunt’s Christmas money, donchaknow—came absurdly quickly, and I now have all three seasons of Avatar: The Last Airbender, tea, books, and a new dress for Laurel. And I’m also working intermittently on Torn World, and reading a book on the many horrible ways space can kill you. I should be set for activities for quite a while … the reunion between Iroh and Zuko alone should afford me a good hour of rewinding and crying like a girl.
But I still wanna play Mario.
Happy New Year, dudes!
*An attitude that baffles Dad to no end, because he’s one of those people who actually uses features on his sound system. In the Philosophy of Dad, he who does not use every possible permutation of the multisource surround-sound digital enhancement PC-DVD-Blu-ray-TV-Star Wars player**-video game console-two DVR-Picture-Inna-Picture features leads an unsatisfactory, hollow sham of a life. This in turn baffles someone like me, whose philosophy is whatever I’m watching should take less than ten minutes to buffer, and sound should play in both headphones.
**A relic of the mid-’90s, the Star Wars Player is our laser disc player. We have exactly one thing on laser disc, which is the entire Star Wars Trilogy. Don’t even ask about the Betamax.
