I’ll Just Assume, I’m Number One.

I went to the Arcade in Mic Mac Mall the other day and it turns out they no longer have their Asteroids machine. Last time I saw it I was still the number one in the hi-scores, so I’ll just assume that I still was when they got rid of it.

Also, I played at the claw machine and I hooked a little stuffed E.T., but when the hook dropped it, it missed the hole. I had to break a ten dollar bill into quarters to try again, then I got it. Hooray.

Another Workday…

I hope the walk wakes me up a little, because right now I’m way tired and I still have a whole night of work ahead of me.

Haiku!

When will the frog stop?
Will he go on forever?
Does his journey end?

Also, I’m nearing the end of the Minish Cap. That makes me way cooler than most people living in Third World nations.

The Cast Iron Telepath

If I had a friend who happened to be a mind-reading robot, I’d take him on a trip to Ireland. Can any of you honestly not say the same thing? While there, he’d look at castles and I’d think wisecracks that only he’d hear and then he’d start laughing and some tour guy would be all “Is there a problem?” and he’d try to cover it up. Yeah.

Haiku!

Forever is lame.
I prefer eternity.
It has more letters.

I played more Zelda (the Minish Cap) this weekend than anything. As if I didn’t find my time off short enough… Ah well, at least I’m totally way farther than Marq and it’s his freakin’ game.