you will never find true happiness

...but there ain't no liches on meee.

By which I mean I just stayed up past four in the morning to beat Baldur's Gate 2. Which has been eating my soul. Apparently I do still have a huge dorky crush on this game.

Throne of Bhaal, here I come.

ETA: Seven months since I last posted, wow. Uh. Happy day-after-independence-day?

BWAHAHAHA EAT IT, GLaDOS.

Oh shit I have to be awake and alert in less than six hours fuuuuck.

“Bam, headshot,” Zoey mutters under her breath, watching the Witch flop back, dead. Her Australian accent could use some work, probably.

Louis is giving her a funny look. “Team Fortress?” he asks. “Really?”

She ejects the expended casing, reloads. “Don’t knock it ‘til you try it,” she says, switching back to the pistols.

They fall silent for a few minutes—not that it’s quiet, with all the gunfire and screaming and assorted zombie noises. A Smoker grabs Francis and Zoey backs up, swinging the rifle off her shoulder again, puts one bullet through his tongue, another through his head.

“Thanks for standing still, wankah!” Louis yells, off to her left.

She finds it vaguely unfair that he does the accent so much better.

Bill gives them both an exasperated look and breaks out the pipe bomb.

They make a run for the saferoom, Louis covering with a few wild bursts of gunfire. Francis drags him in and slams the door shut, barely missing his feet.

There’s a few minutes’ relative quiet as they reload and bandage themselves, listening to the (slightly farther away, now) assorted zombie noises.

“So what’s your primary?” Zoey asks, because she can’t not, now. “Demoman? Pyro?”

Louis grins.

TWO GREAT FLAVORS TASTE GREAT TOGETHER amirite?

Speaking of things I probably shouldn't 'ship...

Also this game is awesome. ♥ zombies. ♥ ♥ badass AI.

I'm all of, like, six minutes in, playing as Louis, and I think I'm in love. With the game. Louis is pretty awesome, too, but...game.

Also happy christmas and new year and whatnot!

So I think I might be beyond help. I think I'm slashing Far Cry 2.

Motherfuck.



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...


In unrelated news: Obama, fuck yeah!

So apparently my cousin got arrested t'other day.

It gets better.

Apparently, she went to the Republican National Convention to protest capitalism.

Capitalism.

Seriously. Her dad had to pay bail. And now they're hoping that the state'll drop the charges, else she has to go back for more hearings and it'll all wind up on her record.

This is so fucking funny I don't even know where to start.

(I think the saddest/funniest part is where my aunt is proud of her. Proud. Ahahaha...)

...another addition to Things Fangses is No Longer Allowed to Do in University:

- Not allowed to read Cable & Deadpool in the University library. I will giggle like a maniac and I am incapable of snickering quietly enough to avoid offending the librarians.

- Same goes for youtubing Whose Line clips. Dammit.

So I just completely lost any hope of taking my calculus class seriously.

I finally realized what the professor's accent and syntax reminded me of and spent the rest of the class mentally reformatting his lecture into Yoda-speak.

"Get this solution directly, we cannot. Rewrite the problem, we must."

[is now twenty-one -->]

Three years, tehluggage. Can you believe it?

...pretty impressive, I think.

So, uh, I have this thing. Where I don't cry or sniffle or even get teary-eyed over anything. Books, movies, computer games, you name it. And I've always sort of, y'know, been confused about people who do. Just doesn't make sense to me.

( ...but I just beat Crisis Core and wow, did that go out the window quick or what? )

And I'm still amused that I had way more trouble making Aerith's flower wagons than I did beating the last boss.

Today was not a good day.

In a nutshell, it was kind of a clusterfuck. Screw universal health insurance, someone needs to reform our hospice system!

( teal deer go where? )

So I just got around to reading 188 and 189 of Kateikyo Hitman Reborn and hoo, the awesome-level just got cranked up to eleven. Or - no, the entire TYL arc jacked it up around twelve to start with. Thirteen, maybe? I dunno.

In any case, I was so excited I drabbled myself. What.

( spoilers for KHR through 189! )

I didn't even particularly like Shouichi until this chapter. And I'm definitely bandwagoning Spanner - is my soft spot for badass geeks showing yet?

...AKA More Obscure Genfic, Now With Mind-Boggling Subtext.

Still ME, still spoilers - more for Noveria than for anything else. Uh, tehluggage says this doesn't suck?

( they always said there would be light... )

...I think I 'ship that now. No really what the hell.

HEY GUYS HEY GUYS LOOK AT THIS

i AM DOUBLE-POSTING BUT THE CAUSE IS JUST, MY FRIENDS. THE CAUSE IS FUCKING JUST.

....EEEEEEEEE!

This is my I Aten't Ded ficpost. Hi.

Mass Effect - Shepard and Anderson, sort of right at the end of the game. Spoilery.

( Fractured clavicle secondary to multiple gunshot wounds, complicated by four broken ribs and a truly impressive hemothorax... )

So I now have Proper EMS Uniform Pants, complete with fiddly loops for trauma shears. Wow. At least they're comfy.

That, however, is not the point of this post.

I'm well aware that a fair amount of my flist hails from the ever-expanding and slightly batshit Naruto fandom - which, to be fair, gets its inspiration from the ever-expanding and fairly batshit Naruto manga. But I digress. Point is, I haven't read the manga since, oh, around chapter three forty five or thereabouts. It's just not holding my attention anymore, and from what I hear, it just keeps going downhill from there. Renaming the series to 'Sasuke', you say? FAIL, Kishimoto, FAAAAIL.

Bottom line is, I haven't written anything new and Naruto-y since...holy shit, not since May. And I can't guarantee as I'll ever get around to writing anything else Naruto-y in the future, or even that I'll ever bother to get up to date with the newer stuff unless there's SURPRAISE TEAM TEN AWESOME in which case all bets are off, so. I'm sorry, but it's probably time for me to face the music.

You may now commence defriending at will! I don't do drama and will not cry, I promise.

TO THOSE FEW OF YOU WHO DID NOT FRIEND ME SOLELY FOR THE NARUTOFIC: Hi. Would you be interested in more KotOR, Mass Effect, Jade Empire, Assassin's Creed, and/or ridiculous crossovers between any and all of the above? Also, obscure mangas, movies, and random-ass TV shows.

And in other news, since I am currently swamped at work, starting up new courses, and working on applications to transfer back into college next fall, now is obviously the perfect time to start revamping the journal, posting new fic, and becoming more active in my shiny new fandoms. Hurr.

I had a note I was going to put here and it was long and witty and probably awesome but I don't know what I did with it. FAIL.

I also had this mostly written about a week ago but then I panicked and rewrote, like, the entire second half of it. Hopefully it doesn't suck!

...edited on account of HTML fail. *headdesk*

( THIS IS BIRTHDAYFIC FOR TEHLUGGAGE. SPOILARZ FOR ME. ALL OF IT. )

Long story short, I caved and have acquired an xBox 360 and a copy of Mass Effect.

This, however, is not news. What is news is the fact that I just beat it.

( spoilery ramblings? spoilery ramblings. coherency and organization are for losers. )

CONCLUSION. This is a true BioWare game - the plot is fun, the characters are kickass, the romances are highly entertaining, the combat system is tough, but not impossible by any means, and the game as a whole is one hell of a ride. Also, the graphics are droolworthy. You should go out and buy it. And then write fic.

...also this was totally the right thing to do with I've got a project and a final in Calculus and a practical exam for my EMT recert all coming up on...Friday, Wednesday, and Saturday, respectively. *headdesk*

...it's November again?

...

Pardon my French, but when the hell did that happen?

[<-- MADE OF FAIL]