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The weekend being 40 minutes from its official end, I'm beginning to wonder if I maybe should have started my homework earlier. Betsy introduced me to Romancing SaGa 3 last week, and since then I've been trying to figure out what exactly makes an obsolete SNES game so addictive. The plot's okay and the game-world richly varied, the graphics shine through the platform's limitations, the game-play is endearingly open-ended and replete with incomprehensible mini-games, and, best of all, there are no random battle encounters (unlike the Final Fantasy series, the makers of which have yet to realize that getting ambushed from nowhere every two steps is no fun at all). At this point I'm almost certain I will not be able to abandon the game until I've completed it.
Friday night, however, was all about the talk and the pizza and the bowling (a winner is me!) and the gelato.
posted on Sunday, February 27, 2005
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Sick. Picked up some flu-type thing right after I got over a minor cold. Here come the fever-dreams.
posted on Wednesday, February 16, 2005
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Usually I like having a small (5 students) Latin class, as we get to work together rather closely and all receive plenty of individual attention from the Magister. It was excruciatingly personal today, though. Stapleton can react to a student's infractions as if he were wronged by one of his own children. I received some of his wrath today, though I think that as a result we both better understand the matter (he his wayward student, I my low B on an minor test). The other issue will almost certainly be more disturbing.
St. Valentine's Day returns bearing nothing remarkable. No ethereal puffs of romance cloud my life's blue sky (roffles, look how cynical I can pretend to be). I will, however, seize the occasion of this most cordial holiday to direct the reader to a few minutes' entertainment: Ddautta by SamBakZa, a well animated Korean Flash movie concerning the perils of interspecies romance.
posted on Monday, February 14, 2005
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"Every time I think of you, I always catch my breath
And I'm still standing here, and you're miles away
And I'm wonderin' why you left
And there's a storm that's raging through my frozen heart tonight
I hear your name in certain circles, and it always makes me smile
I spend my time thinkin' about you, and it's almost driving me wild
And there's a heart that's breaking down this long distance line tonight
I ain't missing you at all since you've been gone away
I ain't missing you, no matter what I might say
There's a message in the wire, and I'm sending you this signal tonight
You don't know how desperate I've become
And it looks like I'm losing this fight
In your world I have no meaning, though I'm trying hard to understand
And it's my heart that's breaking down this long distance line tonight
I ain't missing you at all, since you've been gone away
I ain't missing you, no matter what my friends say
And there's a message that I'm sending out,
Like a telegraph to your soul
And if I can't bridge this distance,
Stop this heartbreak overload
I ain't missing you,
I ain't missing you,
I can lie to myself"
"(I Ain't) Missing You" by John Waite
101.5 is playing only 80s songs this weekend, which coincided well with a day of (relatively) heavy driving -- an impromptu jaunt to Erica's after my breakfast at one, then a shorter drive to Will's tonight. At the former, I saw The Big Lebowski and had some great dates (the shrivelly things with pits); at the latter, I watched Memento and played a lot of pool and darts. The stars were so enticingly clear and the air so comfortably calm that I felt guilty coming straight home, as if I were betraying my principles by failing to turn onto a side road and spend the last of my waking hours in astral raptures.
posted on Sunday, February 13, 2005
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I was just now in a Soldat CTF server, discussing Latin 3rd-declension adjectives with a complete stranger between killing sprees. It was glorious, terrible -- my two greatest geekdoms fused into a towering monolith of nerdiness.
posted on Saturday, February 12, 2005
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I may've started to empathize with that friend of mine who sometimes seems fonder of solitude than companionship.
posted on Thursday, February 10, 2005
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I've known now for a week or two that I'm going to college, to UNC Chapel Hill. This has, of course, tremendously augmented my outlook as a senior. I have known laziness; I have known carelessness; I have known boredom; I have known apathy. My present condition shares little with those idle idylls of the past. My attitude is approaching a hypothetical negative work ethic -- I'm growing morally opposed to doing any more work than is necessary for maintaining passing grades. Latin, ever exceptional, occupies most of my scandalously brief working-time.
The ol' social life ("social subsistence" might better sketch the situation) has been fun if patchy. Elena's hosted several good parties lately, and some other cool stuff probably happened in the month-plus since the prior entry. Quiz Bowl has been somewhat bad -- we made a pathetic showing at Saturday's competition -- but mostly awesome, as we took 1st place at T. Jeffy's gigantic tournament several weeks ago.
posted on Tuesday, February 08, 2005
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