So, today, after more than 24 hours of poking and prodding from J- and Inx, I played Qwop. It might be the most infuriating game ever. How on earth are you actually supposed to run? Like seriously, not kidding. I tried randomly hitting buttons. That didn’t work. Either way, it was annoying. And I got tired of it.
I have this habit of starting things with only a vague intention of finishing it. Like something that I find awesomeness, and then I’m just like I should do that. Except for, I never follow through with it. I think this time, I will get at least – actually nah, I’m not even going to set a goal for myself. It’s not going to work. I’ll learn whatever I want to, and then give up when I feel like it. No pressure, no expectations, no disappointment.
Actually, when people make plans, they do that, too. Except for they actually think they’ll go through with it. Like Christmas parties and ice skating. I will tell you that I will go. Except for I have no idea if I actually will go or not. And people are always like let’s do that and then when plans are actually made most people don’t show up. That annoys me. So much. I try not to employ that tactic too much (personally, I have less of a problem with being hypocritical than most people do. Although I still do have a problem with it. It’s just of a lesser magnitude. Honesty. It will be the end of me). Or at least I don’t give a definitive “yes” answer, and then just randomly not show up. I will give you either an ambiguous answer or no answer at all. That’s easy and open ended for me. Oh well, I guess plan for things that you can do alone. I want to go ice skating. But not on a Friday. Let’s all go ice skating on a Wednesday!
I was discussing Christmas with one of the other interns. And we were discussing how it’s politically wrong to have “Secret Santa” in the workplace because it is associated with the Christian religion. But really, it’s not anymore. Christmas is associated with the capitalist culture now. It’s where you buy presents for people and eat lots of food. And spend money. Therefore, if you are a capitalist, you should celebrate Christmas. Or at least the commercialized version that I celebrate. And not be insulted. Stop being insulted.
HURRAY I WON AT QWOP. Wow, now I have homework to do. Oh goodness. I seriously need to do homework. What’s wrong with me. I don’t even L. Anyways, that was yet another post that was complete nonsense. I am sorry.
Here, quick, more about my character: she climbs trees. And then a branch cracks. And then she is very, very sad. Because she twists her ankle, and is incapacitated for about two days. And then when she goes to work with crutches, she meets him again. And he is amused at her. Because she is trying to be all dignified, except for she is hobbling. And he tells her to stop being silly, and accept other people’s help. So he drives her home, because she had to take a taxi to her workplace. Good thing she closed the door to her UNDERGROUND LAIR. Just kidding. Not sure she’ll have a lair. But she will have an intense study. That is full of the secrets. I don’t know how it’s supposed to open. Maybe it beams her somewhere. She is beamed to alien lab. I don’t even. Either way, I know I don’t want it to be a bookshelf, because that is so overdone. I think that it will just be a platform that lowers down. Because still, in the end, she needs something underground. Having it above ground in a suburban neighborhood is just asking for trouble.
Hurray, I managed to squeeze in things that actually applied! I will do my assigned blog post after I start writing my story. I mean, after all, it’s not due until mid/late January…
yay secrets! :) TELL ME THEM.
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