Got sandbagged late at work yesterday, so now am sitting on two mostly-written blog pieces that probably won’t ever be posted. Not that the essays are topical, exactly, but lately my attention sp—oh look, a Prinny!
Sorry. Where was I? “My attention sp”…hmm…attention sp…what the heck did I mean by that? Oh, right! SPs, or “Special Points”, are what power your available skills and spells. You don’t ever want to run out, so maybe…a self-reminder to keep an eye on them? But why blog it here, where it’s absolutely no help on the PlayStation?
Am I under psychic attack? Something is definitely dividing and conquering my thinki…OMG look, an Etna!
Hey, no, don’t get the wrong idea. My love for her is purely Playstaytonic. No XBOX-rated material is involved. But learning that she’s finally returning to America this fall in the sequel to my favorite video game of all time is maybe a bit distracting.
And you think I’ve quit blogging lately? Brethren, I have not yet begun to quit. On that blessed Disgaea day you will witness less blogging than anyone has ever not blogged before! Yea, verily, even the formless days before the Quickening, ere “blog” itself had ever been blogged.
Seriously, if there are vacation days to burn in a half-year (and there probably will be) this merits about five of them. Should there actually be a legendary 169-Hour Week, I will discover it then, item-levelling an Exodus in a dazed stupor.
Arrggh! It’s gonna be a long wait ‘til the leaves change color. Of course, Disgaea 2’s Japan release date is March 20(!!) Why must you coddle your namesake, Nippon Ichi!? Why must I survive on naught but rage and envy for nigh onto a year?
Ah, but then…but then…
First time I pushed a like button here, but not the first time I should have. I’m new to the “like” protocol.
I’m not so big on console gaming.
I’ve written a few things here and there thinking I’d put them here, and then never got back to it when it felt timely too! I suppose I should make you all suffer through old stuff for kicks sometime.
I’m up for suffering.
I’m Catholic, fer G*d’s sake.