Sorry, but I haven't yet shared the information about myself that would typically display here. Check back later to see if that changes, or if I instead choose to remain an enigma.
I think whatever the hell attacked me those weeks back now, is finally backing the derp off.
About damned time, too.
So to celebrate, the gang's taking to the woods tomorrow to climb n' jump and stuff. !!!
Also, next in the works is a Romancing Saga review, because, despite the word on the street, the game is pretty durned tootin so far. Seriously, I'd heard a lot of negative about this one, so dropping the $30 on it was far from smiley. Now?
Well, I'll see what I can put together.
Splinter Cell: Double Agent is annoying. Raising the brightness level ruins the experience, but leaving it where it is pushes you into having your NVG equipped from the beginning of the stage to the end.
Alright there, thought I'd try out one of the new mood choices and at the same time, present the name of an awesome song, that you should definitely Soulseek.
Song = Sink, Florida, Sink by Against Me!
* Boy knocks the shit out of another boy using a Chess clock. Then his head almost explodes. (Maybe there's a new tren with exploding heads?)
* Cuddy talked about some stuff near the beginning that I missed.
* SOMEONE SABOTAGED FOREMAN !!! Who was it!?
* Foreman was sabotaged by House, surprise-surprise. Later on, it is suggested that House ask Foreman to stay, so that Foreman has a better sense of self.
* Instead, he makes him redo his work, knowing the case is already over, and stay overnight. (Oooo, bad.)
* They feed the boy shrooms, hoping for. . . something or other. He arms a meat shank and wants Cameron to take care of him, happy ending style, I guess. Afterwards, he wants more of the stuff, then has an episode.
I'm messed up with something and it just keeps getting worse. Constantly having this intense stomach cramp that feels like nausea, as if I'm always bordering on the edge of blowing chunks.
Fever and headache and muscle pain. Shit. This sucks, and it's not getting any better, despite being on anti-biotics.
So I've been packing my mom's open belly wound for the past few weeks, which has been awesome beyond explanation (makes me wanna become a nurse, or a medic).
Just recently though, she went for a check-up from a gastrointestinal surgeon who was a nice guy and all (very handsome older gentlemen with a deep booming voice, looked like a cross between Tommy Lee Jones and Powers Boothe, little bit of Josh Brolin), but despite how well it was healing up solely from being packed with gauze, decided to use Sterile Strips to bind the outer tissue together.
What do you know? There's a pocket of infection formed in it now that her home health nurse discovered early today. Man, that woman is great looking. Really short and nice shape and everything, cute as a button. . .
Here we go:
~ Foreman doesn't actually want to quit! (Hooray!)
~ The top of a girl's head exploded after a previous attempt to take her life using drain chemicals in a capsule.
~ Suicide is bad. Because if it doesn't work out, your head could explode.
~ Wilson is getting cooler and cooler, just about replacing Foreman as my favorite. The guy's just so charismatic; it's borderline man-love.
~ He also got drugged by House, and then House got drugged by him. Both of them were just trying to prove points.
~ In the end, House's revelation that knowledge of a person's death made him happy, drew him to the conclusion that his patient suffered from depression. Leading him to a cure for what everyone thought incurable.
The first is a quote from a certain movie. . .
"Tiny opus has stage fright."
Hint: Phil LaMarr of MadTV had a tiny cameo in this movie, as did Jables and Rage of Los D Tenaces fame.
Secondly, let's see if you can identify a specific album. . .
I can't imagine, myself, that this album sold very well because it was marketed wrong.
Instead of calling it a soundtrack for a certain PC game (which it mostly was), it was released as a stand-alone.
Some of the cover art features a man caring for a younger version of himself.