As I sit here, typing to the world, I can hear the screams of joy coming from the other room.
Well, not so much joy really, more screams of “Son of a BITCH!” “We’re on the same God-Damed Team!”
That would be my house mate, presumably relaxing with a nice evening of video games.
“Shit bags” is now being uttered to, well, I would assume the monitor.
The funniest part is that he’s wearing head-phones. I guess he doesn’t want me to hear the noise of the game ^_^
I swear the guy’s gonna give him self a heart attack on day. He seems to play with the dumbest people on the planet, but for some reason never stops.
Well, enough about him, let’s talk about me.
I have nothing interesting to say really….
Saw Sahara tonight. Fun movie. I would watch a sequel if it was done by the same people. It was very Indiana Jones-ish, and I like that sort of thing.
I would say more movies should be done that way, but they probably shouldn’t since it would be done to death. Much like…well, everything else.