I'm not obsessed, I'm just bored
15/1/06 11:53 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
minervasoloThe internet is struggling to hold my attention. What a strange sate of affairs. I've got pretty much everything I need to have laid up for the magazine (exclusing content, becuase I can't do that until the mag is finished, and Kate, if Marie still wants to submit that). I've written notes for my seminar tomorrow. I'm probably going to start reading the book for next week later today, and I'm saving the Latin til Thursday. I have roughly £3 a day for the rest of the month, not including wages, whch I'm very tempted to spend all at once on Amazon (Stand Alone Complex! £30!), but I'm going to hold off at last until Wednesday on that.
Any second now, I'm going to go into the other room and start playing Prince of Persia again. Much like yesterday. I'm a third of the way through the game, and enjoying it. I've probably had about five hours non-continuous gameplay on it, so I'm feeling quite proud of myself. The controls are easy, and maybe a little too helpful (he's got a strong self-preservation instinct, this prince), plus there's the whole "rewind your death" thing that's coming into it rather a lot. The amusing thing is how English he sounds (and how wet: "The defense system seemed more likely to harm me than those sand creatures"), spouting very obvious bits of plot ("despite the fact I had every reason to dislike this girl, I was beginning to find myself strangely drawn to her"), while apparently the working class in Persia are all Australian! Most odd.
It's my game, in the same way Lara is Mike's and GT3 is Toast's. And now I'm going to go and have something more than an apple to eat, and probably play some more. Oh dear.
Any second now, I'm going to go into the other room and start playing Prince of Persia again. Much like yesterday. I'm a third of the way through the game, and enjoying it. I've probably had about five hours non-continuous gameplay on it, so I'm feeling quite proud of myself. The controls are easy, and maybe a little too helpful (he's got a strong self-preservation instinct, this prince), plus there's the whole "rewind your death" thing that's coming into it rather a lot. The amusing thing is how English he sounds (and how wet: "The defense system seemed more likely to harm me than those sand creatures"), spouting very obvious bits of plot ("despite the fact I had every reason to dislike this girl, I was beginning to find myself strangely drawn to her"), while apparently the working class in Persia are all Australian! Most odd.
It's my game, in the same way Lara is Mike's and GT3 is Toast's. And now I'm going to go and have something more than an apple to eat, and probably play some more. Oh dear.
