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trinityvixenThere's a boycott? God, I'm clueless. You get a permanent account and suddenly you don't notice the plight of the common LJ-er.
Also, HOW WILL I SURVIVE WITHOUT LJ FOR A FULL DAY!?
I guess I will participate in the boycott, even though I don't realistically see that this will change fuck all. I sort of figure this day was coming since LJ rolled out the better-and-worse than Basic accounts with the ads. At the time, I didn't see the point since I didn't have any need for thirty billion icons so why have the ad-ridden one? Man, that shit was old when I had a geocities account. Geocities!!
Sigh. I guess it doesn't really matter. What the hell do I even have to post? I've spent much of the past week playing Dead Rising. I'm working on achievements after properly finishing the game and hoping to level my slow ass up. Goddamn Ecks-box and its goddamned achievements. This is just ASKING me to obsessively play games until I have them all. It happened with Carcassone and I don't even like that game that much! I played Hexic until my eyeballs ached! And now I'm literally running down zombies for hours. I ought to put a book on tape on my iPod and just listen to it because it's not exactly thrilling work.
But my goddamned completionist whore side won't let me not. I draw the line at rescuing everyone, though. Fuck that shit. The survivors who aren't me and the hot chick I'm angling to bone can go hang on the meathooks in the psychotic butcher's shop. They're annoying, needy, and alarmingly stupid. (They see zombies and are like, "Ooh, cool, I'll run right through them! They'll never expect that!") One of them actually led a mutiny out of the secure zone because his fat ass wanted more food. Fucker. Have fun being 'et.
Hilarious unlocked scene after completing the game, though:
Frank has the zombie! I'm laughing so hard I can't see over this. I completed the game, but I'm still in the mall (my ride didn't happen). The hot chick breaks the news to him after he wakes up (having fainted because of the zombie, apparently). The funniest thing is that she's totally stumped as to how it could have happened. No, seriously. Frank is shocked, too. "OH MY GOD I AM GOING TO TURN INTO A ZOMBIE? HOW COULD THIS HAVE HAPPENED!? IT'S NOT LIKE I GOT BIT A HUNDRED TIMES EACH DAY I'VE BEEN STUCK IN THIS GODDAMNED MALL OR ANYTHING. AND THEN THERE WERE THE ZOM-BEES THAT KEPT PELTING ME WITH THEIR LARVAE (WHICH ARE NOW APPARENTLY IN MY BLOOD), BUT I'M SURE THAT WAS JUST A COINCIDENCE."
I laughed, I cried, I wanted to whup my character upside the head. The roommate got a kick out of me telling her there were zom-bees. Yes, that's right: zom-bees. Crazy, infectious insects that give you the zombie or something. I officially replace the bees from The X-Files, the cockroaches from Night of the Creeps, and any of those horrifying bugs that made me afraid to leave Manhattan as the worst bugs ever in favor of zom-bees. THEY ARE BEES THAT GIVE YOU THE ZOMBIE. Someone with my phobia cannot take this. I'm already revising my personal zombie survival plan to account for zom-bees. Great, like I needed MORE work. I'm already having to work on learning to ride motorcycles and drive armored cars in addition to ever firing a gun, and now this. Fuck!
Also, HOW WILL I SURVIVE WITHOUT LJ FOR A FULL DAY!?
I guess I will participate in the boycott, even though I don't realistically see that this will change fuck all. I sort of figure this day was coming since LJ rolled out the better-and-worse than Basic accounts with the ads. At the time, I didn't see the point since I didn't have any need for thirty billion icons so why have the ad-ridden one? Man, that shit was old when I had a geocities account. Geocities!!
Sigh. I guess it doesn't really matter. What the hell do I even have to post? I've spent much of the past week playing Dead Rising. I'm working on achievements after properly finishing the game and hoping to level my slow ass up. Goddamn Ecks-box and its goddamned achievements. This is just ASKING me to obsessively play games until I have them all. It happened with Carcassone and I don't even like that game that much! I played Hexic until my eyeballs ached! And now I'm literally running down zombies for hours. I ought to put a book on tape on my iPod and just listen to it because it's not exactly thrilling work.
But my goddamned completionist whore side won't let me not. I draw the line at rescuing everyone, though. Fuck that shit. The survivors who aren't me and the hot chick I'm angling to bone can go hang on the meathooks in the psychotic butcher's shop. They're annoying, needy, and alarmingly stupid. (They see zombies and are like, "Ooh, cool, I'll run right through them! They'll never expect that!") One of them actually led a mutiny out of the secure zone because his fat ass wanted more food. Fucker. Have fun being 'et.
Hilarious unlocked scene after completing the game, though:
Frank has the zombie! I'm laughing so hard I can't see over this. I completed the game, but I'm still in the mall (my ride didn't happen). The hot chick breaks the news to him after he wakes up (having fainted because of the zombie, apparently). The funniest thing is that she's totally stumped as to how it could have happened. No, seriously. Frank is shocked, too. "OH MY GOD I AM GOING TO TURN INTO A ZOMBIE? HOW COULD THIS HAVE HAPPENED!? IT'S NOT LIKE I GOT BIT A HUNDRED TIMES EACH DAY I'VE BEEN STUCK IN THIS GODDAMNED MALL OR ANYTHING. AND THEN THERE WERE THE ZOM-BEES THAT KEPT PELTING ME WITH THEIR LARVAE (WHICH ARE NOW APPARENTLY IN MY BLOOD), BUT I'M SURE THAT WAS JUST A COINCIDENCE."
I laughed, I cried, I wanted to whup my character upside the head. The roommate got a kick out of me telling her there were zom-bees. Yes, that's right: zom-bees. Crazy, infectious insects that give you the zombie or something. I officially replace the bees from The X-Files, the cockroaches from Night of the Creeps, and any of those horrifying bugs that made me afraid to leave Manhattan as the worst bugs ever in favor of zom-bees. THEY ARE BEES THAT GIVE YOU THE ZOMBIE. Someone with my phobia cannot take this. I'm already revising my personal zombie survival plan to account for zom-bees. Great, like I needed MORE work. I'm already having to work on learning to ride motorcycles and drive armored cars in addition to ever firing a gun, and now this. Fuck!
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Date: 2008-03-20 08:58 pm (UTC)I know, and I wish I did not. Because there are bugs that ACTUALLY EXIST that are too big for my brain to accept are real and they like kill everything. How mammals have held on this long, I don't even know.