Revenge, like gazpacho soup, is a dish best served cold, precise, and merciless.

[ghostdrive]

So I've finally figured out why I haven't felt like updating (on a regular basis) lately: I'm depressed. I'm just feeling stressed and tired and not like my usual self. And to make things worse, its starting to affect my schoolwork. [sigh] I'm so unmotivated in my English Comp. II class that I'm thinking of dropping the course (I'm glad Del Mar gives you the option of dropping courses, since, if I had to stay in that class and fail, I'd feel even worse). I just need to take care of myself and hopefully I'll feel better soon.

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Now for less depressing things:

Last night part one of The Venture Bros. episode "Showdown at Cremation Creek" aired and it ended in such a cliffhanger. IT WAS AN AWESOME EPISODE. Throughout the episode I kept on thinking of what sorts of things might happen in part two and her are the few that I can remember (damn me for not writing the rest down!):

• King Gorilla will make an appearance. Perhaps in rescuing the Monarch/helping Team Venture. (After all, he was the one inmate The Monarch knew in prison that Phantom Limb didn't kill. Boy, those other guys died in a horrible way.)
  
• Dean will screw around with the machines in the engine room and somehow save the day.
  
• David Bowie will be revealed to be the leader of The Guild of Calamitous Intent. (Someone mentioned this in a thread over at venturebrothers and it makes perfect sense. PERFECT SENSE.)
  
• Dr. Killinger will inevitably make some deep, moving speech that no one will understand due to his habit of mumbling.
  
  

Let's see if any of these come true.

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You know you're probably been reading a certain magazine way too long when one of their regular columnists disappears for a short while and you find yourself wondering what happened to them. It's like you've been reading their column for so long, and you've become so familiar with them, that their absence is similar to a friend who has moved away. (Yes, I'm lame like that.)

So when OPM posted an email in their "Dear OPM" section asking about one of my favorite contributors, Zoe Flower (who has been absent from the magazine for some time now), it was like they were reading my mind. Thank you, OPM, for saving me the embarrassment of sending you an email myself with that very question. In case you'd care to know, Zoe Flower has been designing games for a Vancouver-based developer and is expecting her first child. Congrats, Zoe!

From the October issue (the reader mail section) of EGM:

I own a game store, and I put copies of EGM out for customers to see new games. It looks like that will now come to an end. Your comments [in EGM #206] on "wanking" (with perverted photo to boot) were uncalled for. Later in the issue, Seanbaby says that "Christian anything sucks." Sex is for marriage! What a great concept that God had! If we all followed that, the world would be a far better place: No rape, little to no STDs, divorce rates down, unwanted pregnancy down, no pedophiles, and probably no AIDS.

WTF?! What kind of fantasy world does this person live in? Something about this letter set off my rage meter and I don't know whether I'm reading way too much into it or not. Is it just me, or is he/she implying that Christianity is the cure for all our problems? Before I get super pissy over this (and before I start ranting stupidly) I just want to make sure I'm not. ARGH. (...I, uh, kind of have a hair trigger when it comes to Christianity because I was Roman Catholic (not by choice) for like 16 years and I HATED EVERY MINUTE OF IT.)

While the first letter completely pissed me off, this next one had me laughing, especially when I read EGM's response to him:

Why does every new M-rated game have drugs and sex in it? What about the good old days when it was all about blood and gore, intense violence, and bad language? I'm only 12, and I can play M-rated games with blood and violence, but not with frickin' DRUGS and SEX! Just add blood and violence and you've got a good M-rated game. But they have to put in booze, sex, and nudity. What gives?

EGM's response: You and the guy who wrote our first letter^[1] should collaborate on a game about beating up chronic masturbators. The final boss: yourselves.

XD

^[1]The first letter in this post.

Comments

[michachan.livejournal.com]

1. I hate emoness. My friend calls them emo attacks. Which is so true for me. Sometimes I just get all emo for no reason. I build it up too. I'm never open with my emotions. Stupis emotions. :P (Your welcome :) ♥)

4. Hahaha. That has got to be one of the weirdest kids ever.



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