Anyways. I'm heading to bed. Gotta work in the morning. And my foot is still fucked up.
Night all.![]()
I'm not about to let that happen.
Several of my plats are in huge ass RPGs.
You think I'm screwing around?
I can plat circles around most people, yo.![]()
Also, a minor note, since Inferno and I were talking about how fucked up the trophy system percentages are:
My PS3 says that I have thefor Fallout 3, at 53% complete
According to trophy numbers (trophies obtained v. trophies remaining), I'm at 69.86% (let's round up to 70%)
According to my gamer card, I'm at 57.34%
MAKE UP YOUR MINDS, PEOPLE![]()
Sleep? The fuck am I gonna do with sleep. I'M NOT EVEN FUCKING TIRED. My sleep cycle went to shit in ONE FUCKING DAY. Seriously, I went to sleep at 4 AM yesterday, work up at 11, and now I'm WIDE THE FUCK AWAKE.
My alarm is about to piss me off in 20 minutes.
Roach related, or EVO related?
I want to know whether to laugh at your misfortune or admire your dedication to something you're honestly not that good at.![]()
Everything is making me angry again. It's like I'm becoming myself again.
Oh fuck you.
And I'm not really watching EVO. I'll just watch the inevitable uploads of BB when they stream it. Unless I get in a mood to actually watch it live.
Also, I'm going to another tournament this month.
Post.
500 miles by the pretenders is stuck in my head.
Getting compared to Sheldon Cooper from the big bang theory and I'm not loving this shit.
Ouch. Thats one hell of a comparision.
So. How's the death ray coming along?