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Undiagnosed Seasonal Affective Disorders

I've been kind of...socially distant this past little while. Since I got back home, really. I haven't even been blogging much. This used to be my default state, though, so I suppose the fact that it's even noteworthy is a good thing. celarus and I got our tickets together for the Video Games Live concert next Monday night - it'd seem to be a testament to the niche appeal of it that we were able to get main-floor Jubilee tickets (left section, row S) a week and a half before the show. I think we're somewhere near kwirq and rikkie's seats (or where I recall them being located, anyway). It will be awesome, I have no doubt.

The true horror of my class schedule is becoming evident. On one hand, I have the 7-am wakeups on Tuesday through Thursday, followed by the unpredictable rush-hour commutes where a five-minute delay in the bus through my neighbourhood can turn into a 45-minute delay getting to class through missed transfers and the ridiculous 114th Street traffic. On the other hand, I have the uniquely aggravating situation on Mondays and Fridays of spending two hours on buses, and 45 minutes walking to and from the Tory building (four of my five classes this term are in Tory, and the fifth is in Humanities), for a single fifty minute class that I quite frankly skipped enough of in the first semester when I had other lectures on those days day. Sigh. At least I like all of my professors (having had two of the four last semester probably has something to do with that), and only one class that makes me wonder why the hell I show up when I know most of this already...which is of course the one with the most skippable scheduling.

I need to remember to post the pictures from New York (mostly the Brooklyn Museum - I didn't do much else that was noteworthy) and the entry about the unholy serpentine mess of a war that I've been fighting in EVE lately. (I described it elsewhere thus: "I have the sinking feeling that (the events team) only thought it through as far as "let's set off World War I and then run off giggling!"). Other than EVE, I've mostly been playing a decent amount of Sims 2 (hush, you. :P) and the odd game of Unreal Tournament. andur's winning streak continues, of course, but I'm happy as long as I'm head-shotting doctorcomputer with tactical nuclear missiles or kill-stealing from across the room with the Shock Rifle.

Where's my "lacking in killer instinct" now, huh? :P



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Jan. 16th, 2007 07:02 pm (UTC)
Laugh it up, mister. Next time we'll play on DM-Morpheus and then we'll see who's the Redeemermeister.

I'm just glad I didn't come in last place on all our matches the other night :v
Jan. 18th, 2007 04:49 pm (UTC)
Morpheus is a den of evil. I routinely suicide more often than I actually get killed. I wish the game wouldn't penalise you for being knocked out of the map as opposed to simply jumping, but I suppose it would be impossible to actually keep track of.

Jan. 19th, 2007 05:25 am (UTC)
Sure sure, blame it on the map.

Jan. 18th, 2007 06:29 am (UTC)
Heh, good to have you back!

For killer instinct though... I don't know. The way you tried to escape a _boss_ fight in Star-Fox 64, actively tryring to _not hurt the boss_ is a pretty hard image to let up :P

Though I have to admit, that UT game was hella fun, so I guess you've made a couple of improvements since those old Jr. High days...
Jan. 18th, 2007 04:41 pm (UTC)
Funny, I was able to let that image up just fine. :P I don't doubt I did it, but the reason escapes me. As I'm sure it did you.


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