Significant Win = Lose
I get fidgety. My knees bounce, my fingers drum, I bite my lip, my feet tap. It's withdrawal. Laura asked me a few days ago if I had finished the wedding photos. I'd spent the passed week or two in photoshop with brief (oh, how very brief) stints of games mixed in with daily routine. Speaking of which, in that time I started and finished Prince of Persia. I know, off topic and I'll talk about that some other time but damn that was a quick game. My flickr buddies know that I haven't updated in almost two weeks, which is insane, and I can't wait to get back into the mix. So, yeah, I finished 'em and all that's left is to burn them and send them off. Today was the first day I had off of work and had no photoshop to do for someone that wasn't me.
I slept pretty much all day. When I got up I showered, laundered, cleaned and got myself to the optometrist. Prescrition hasn't changed but contact lens prices certainly have. Got home and made dinner, then a pie. Yeah, pie, why is that funny? It's in the fridge right now being all chocolatey and keeping the remains of some lasagna company. I did some mail, did some bills, fed that cat, drank some root beer - you know, livin' it up and making my way to some Rock Band to get rid of the fidgety I have going on. I still haven't finished the career mode and fired the drums up for that on a few set lists. Then I rocked way harder than what the drum pedal was designed for.
Yeah, much more horrible things have happened and there are some imensly terrible things happening all over the world (google Gaza) right now but every one of you can relate to how it feels. It's that same feeling when all you want in the whole of existence is to just sleep in your warmly welcoming, cozy bed. Hell, even the floor would suffice at this point so long as you get some sleep. Just as you get comfortable and are about to drift to sleep, wham! Your bed is enguled in flaming spikes and the floor is lava. It's just not going to happen, no amount of duct tape can fix it. The plus side, because I'm such a positive kind of guy, is how this happened.
I'm in the middle of the last in a 5-song setlist on career mode. Not even halfway through Zero, by the Smashing Pumpkins and I hear the all too familiar snap of factory molded plastic. I play barefoot so I immediately knew what it was, before even the sound of the game going from, 'thump thump thump bish' to 'crack-thud crack-thud crack-thud bish' told me of pedal death. I complete the track and as the game loads the score screen, the blip of Achievement Unlocking appears. Sweet irony. Guess I'll have to get a new drum kit. I wonder if I'll get another achievement if I break that one too? Time for pie.
This is so not how Hendrix felt when his guitar was on fire.
