Bored ramblings
Sep. 25th, 2010 07:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alias_sqbrThe problem with convincing Cam that Mass Effect is awesome is that now we're both playing ME2 simultaneously, and he has understandably booked himself the PC for those hours of the weekend that he is awake (I get it on weekdays and before he gets up. Which given my tendency to get insomnia and how late he's been staying up playing, is a not inconsiderable chunk of the weekend too)
Anyway, it means I'm bored right now. Thus!
I actually have mixed feelings about ME2, it goes from unbelievably awesome to frustrating and problematic back to awesome again, but I've been enjoying it more as I go along. Mostly. Mass Effect 3 should have (a)Male lap dancers(*) and (b)A volus companion.(**)
The people next door seem to be having a party, there's lots of South Asian music and tasty if Sophie-unfriendly smelling smells wafting through the screen door. Given how much guitar hero and Singstar I've subjected them to I'm not in a position to complain, and it makes a nice change from the more common sound of motorbikes we get on this street. I always feel bad for not knowing our neighbours better, but I am oddly shy about that sort of thing.
I keep feeling like my body is punishing me for eating bad things even though I really haven't. It's very annoying, it keeps saying "You ate too many carrots!" or whatever and there is no food it hasn't objected to recently at one point or another (hmm. Except maybe lean meat flavoured only with salt. But I can only eat so much of that). And I hate feeling hungry, so am constantly tossing up whether the ick of eating is worse than the ick of not eating and generally experiencing some combination of the two :/
The problem with Mass Effect being so engaging is that other forms of fiction pall. Similar ideas to those being painfully spread over the first two hundred pages of "Pushing Ice" are covered in a textbox about the backstory of a mildly obscure bit of history in Mass Effect. Of course, they might have stolen it from him.
(*)There's a surprising amount of lap dancing in Mass Effect, thanks in part to the species of pansexual blue skinned alien women who go through a "maiden" phase where they often become sex workers or mercenaries for a while before settling down. And hey, Dragon Age had male prostitutes.
(**)The volus give off the general air of a short overweight man with a blocked nose and are not taken very seriously by anyone. This annoys me.
Anyway, it means I'm bored right now. Thus!
I actually have mixed feelings about ME2, it goes from unbelievably awesome to frustrating and problematic back to awesome again, but I've been enjoying it more as I go along. Mostly. Mass Effect 3 should have (a)Male lap dancers(*) and (b)A volus companion.(**)
The people next door seem to be having a party, there's lots of South Asian music and tasty if Sophie-unfriendly smelling smells wafting through the screen door. Given how much guitar hero and Singstar I've subjected them to I'm not in a position to complain, and it makes a nice change from the more common sound of motorbikes we get on this street. I always feel bad for not knowing our neighbours better, but I am oddly shy about that sort of thing.
I keep feeling like my body is punishing me for eating bad things even though I really haven't. It's very annoying, it keeps saying "You ate too many carrots!" or whatever and there is no food it hasn't objected to recently at one point or another (hmm. Except maybe lean meat flavoured only with salt. But I can only eat so much of that). And I hate feeling hungry, so am constantly tossing up whether the ick of eating is worse than the ick of not eating and generally experiencing some combination of the two :/
The problem with Mass Effect being so engaging is that other forms of fiction pall. Similar ideas to those being painfully spread over the first two hundred pages of "Pushing Ice" are covered in a textbox about the backstory of a mildly obscure bit of history in Mass Effect. Of course, they might have stolen it from him.
(*)There's a surprising amount of lap dancing in Mass Effect, thanks in part to the species of pansexual blue skinned alien women who go through a "maiden" phase where they often become sex workers or mercenaries for a while before settling down. And hey, Dragon Age had male prostitutes.
(**)The volus give off the general air of a short overweight man with a blocked nose and are not taken very seriously by anyone. This annoys me.
