The Devil May Cry...
Oct. 2nd, 2003 12:35 amGood game, by the way. Decided to start hacking through my mounting stack of unplayed PS2 games.
Jealousy, suspicion and paranoia are my friends today. Every girl I meet I'm either too slow, too unsure, or too far away and some other wonderful guy is just right there. Every last one. Once or twice and it's a good life lesson, but it's at the point now where it's ridiculous. Once it's gotten to the point where you can count the number of times this has happened to you on two hands and are in danger of soon being able to count them on three, you are just flat out doing something wrong.
I am clearly doing something wrong. And will pay dearly to learn what that something is.
The cavemen had it right the first time: just exterminate all the competition. To hell with the niceities of the game, I think I'll just do that. Afterward I will invent fire, dance around a monolith from outer space, and bring home a dead mastedon for dinner. It will be a very productive day.
Jealousy, suspicion and paranoia are my friends today. Every girl I meet I'm either too slow, too unsure, or too far away and some other wonderful guy is just right there. Every last one. Once or twice and it's a good life lesson, but it's at the point now where it's ridiculous. Once it's gotten to the point where you can count the number of times this has happened to you on two hands and are in danger of soon being able to count them on three, you are just flat out doing something wrong.
I am clearly doing something wrong. And will pay dearly to learn what that something is.
The cavemen had it right the first time: just exterminate all the competition. To hell with the niceities of the game, I think I'll just do that. Afterward I will invent fire, dance around a monolith from outer space, and bring home a dead mastedon for dinner. It will be a very productive day.