Currents of Time

Someday, I am going to invent a word for how much I both love and hate these games. Today is not that day.

Today I was flung from the Tube of Medusa no less than twenty times! Then I stopped counting. (That is only flingings, that is not me charging blindly in my mad dash to escape the medusa and missing the next series of water tubes.) Clearly, I am a bit out of practice. That I am playing with a keyboard instead of a system controller probably is not helping, as I have never found a key set-up that I like. Also, it is a lot harder to button-mash on a keyboard, or at least it is for me. Less with the moving dolphin, more with the being thrown.

Supposedly, in Hard Mode, there are multiple medusas. I have never attempted it. One is bad enough. (I have been struck by enough lunacy to play Asterite's Cave on Hard, which mostly means there are, like, FIFTY THOUSAND lost baby orcas, as opposed to just twenty, or whatever. I do not recommend ever doing that.)


Dinner was Thai, and my mother and I were going to watch a DVD, but the DVD-player is ridiculous and we could not get it to work. (After we finally got the DVD menu up, the system refused to accept commands from the remote, so we literally couldn't get it to play. This is just another reason why I like my PS2 - it is very easy to play DVDs on it.)


And one of the crucial missing points for "GT" may have fallen into place at work (in between radio commercial jingles and Girl Scout campfire songs - my brain appears to be set to "shuffle"). Wikipedia is failing my fact-checking, but whatever. The "American Holiday" was summer, 2006, and the GT went in... autumn. And if not, well... That's how it goes here. SO THERE.

I'm in the process of cleaning and redecorating my room... More the latter at this point, really. I have pulled all of the posters and pictures and, well, everything from about a third of my room so far and the result is... bleak, I suppose.

(It is the area around my desk, for those of you familiar with my room. The desk is also sadly undecorated. I went slightly berserk this afternoon and pitched everything across the room onto my bed.)

( This is probably not interesting! )

...By the way, this level (see music)? WORST LEVEL EVER, OH GOD.

HERE, ECCO. TURN INTO A SCHOOL OF FISH AND THEN SWIM THROUGH A MAZE FULL OF HUNGRY DOLPHINS WHO CAN SWIM THROUGH WALLS (P.S. YOU CANNOT) AND DON'T GET EATEN. HAHAHAHAAGOD I HATE THE ATLANTEANS.

Them and their stupid time machine. AUGH.

It's really a good thing that Fish City is nearly the last level (and that the Vortex larvae kill you in one hit), because you never want to eat a fish again after that. It's horrible. It is so horrible.


(Jecca, if it makes you so angry, why do you listen to it? Because it is pretty. Shut up.

Besides, Defender of the Future's soundtrack is next, and it is gorgeous, even when it is making me twitch. Why didn't they ever market this stuff? Everyone should listen to it!)

I have been meme'd by someone I do not actually know (thebaconfat)! I am that awesome! (er, I don't really mind. I am actually kind of bored.)

( It's always three. )

er, I suppose I will ask about three interests and three icons of anyone who wants me to.


Oh, hey! The final BotCon exclusive's up! Dreadwind! Fandom called it, he's a Jetfire repaint. Which is fine, I really like the mold. Man! I can't want for June! Why is it not June! (We're at two months until the movie's theater release even though I will have seen it already by then, too! Hooray!)

Despite what the tag might imply, this entry has nothing to do with dolphins and most certainly nothing to do with Ecco the Dolphin. You'll just have to take me at my word: they (read: Ecco) ruined my life.

Finally got around to going to the bank and checking my account balance to see how much damage the BotCon registration actually did. (...I should probably be more grateful for these eight-hour shifts at work, all things considered!) I'm still a little nervous, since I'm not going to know anyone there and I can be overwhelmed by crowds, but it's going to be worth it. I knew that, but now the first images of the convention exclusives are up here on the BotCon website and man, Dirge looks pretty. I do not care that his wings have not been remolded. I will not care if Thrust's wings are not remodeled. I do not care! They are pretty and they are the remaining three jets and they are mine and oh yeah, I guess there are those other guys, too.


WORK.

I have eight hours shifts on Saturday and Sunday! What?! I asked for less time this weekend! What would they do if I asked for more? Fire me? Augh! How am I supposed to write twenty pages worth of research paper if I'm working all day and coming home exhausted from standing for eight hours?! Fragger!

I finished early again, so I did more writing. You can see it here. (EDIT: edited to be upright!) Along with baking notes and positions they're currently hiring for.

Or, for those of you who find my scrawl unintelligible (I can write neatly, I just don't bother if I'm sure no one else is going to be trying to read it) and actually want to be able to... you know, read it. ( Here it is again! )


I do not entirely consider myself a bad ... sketcher (I am not an artist, I just like to doodle), but I have become inordinately fond of Ridiculous Stick Figures. I draw them everywhere, and I have started adding traits to them when they are supposed to actually represent someone. For example, because I play a Mithra in Final Fantasy XI (most of the time, anyway),* I add Mithra ears and sometimes a tail to "me" (like so). Sometimes when I am bored, and because I am not much for real identifying features when I am doodling in class, apparently, they end up on other images. (Sometimes I do stick figures and non-stick figures all at once, too.)

It it fun. Or I am easily entertained.


*I actually have three characters. My main is Hisime, who is adorable and also camera-shy (and I only have one full screenshot of her current outfit uploaded? Wow, I'm slacking off in my blatant favoritism), my second is Ayarei, who is an Elvaan and not sure why she puts with with the silliness of the other two, and my third is Kihara, who is a tremendous goof and who has a younger sister (it's Ki on the right and Nomii on the left), or so we pretend.

I cannot believe this was all online already (er, with the exception of the writing-bit, because I made that today, obviously). I have got to clean out my PhotoBucket account, as I obviously have no idea what's in there anymore.

You can tell I am brain dead and bored from working on my reports because I added entirely too many image links to this entry. My apologies, and don't feel obligated to look at any of the FFXI ones. ^^;

I am supposed to be making a poster on Why I Think Seahorses are Awesome for my psychology class (weird story). Never mind that I don't especially think seahorses are awesome. Though there are certainly worse things.

Like trilobites.


Which brings me to the real problem here. I have ... not a vendetta, certainly, but there's some bad blood between me and the seahorses. You see, in the prehistoric levels of Ecco the Dolphin yes, it all really does come back to Ecco eventually, there is a giant seahorse. That in itself is not so bad, except that it shoots seahorse babies at you and the only way to escape the onslaught of killer seahorse babies is to swim away, which also isn't so bad except it then leads you straight into a trilobite ambush where you DIE. HORRIBLY!


Man, I hate trilobites. Evil little buggers. Plotting to take over the world or something, I swear. It's a good thing they all died out, or vanished, or whatever they really did. Dug holes and are asleep, awaiting the day of the Great Arising, when they shall rise and once again terrorize the seas.