Saturday 5 December 2009

it was acceptable at the time.

Reading too much on l4d at night gives me the willies.

Not sure if can bring self to play MW2 (or any game involving human nemises). I mean, you kill people! and dogs (which is especially =(, since humans are bastards by defult)! I have been told I should try not to humanize my games, but I genuinely can't help it. This is why Prototype scares me so much. What if it happened in real life? What if massive wanton destruction could be possible on a scale even wider than it is possible now? (I hear you, people screaming IT IS JUST A GAME. Jeesh. Lemme retain my ~compassion).

Was also terrified by Catch-22, although it is commonly heralded as the inspiration for the term "black comedy". What is so funny about seeing the war effort trivialised by bureaucracy, I ask you. I was terrified for the chaplain when he was being interrogated re: Washington Irving/Irving Washington. I dunno why I always choose to concentrate on the gravity of the situation rather than the fluff.  But come on. The sheer inability of the Group (and it's commanding subordinates) to make rational decisions about a war that is putting lives at risk is. Ugh. I can't even. War makes me queasy in the stomach and sad in the brain.


Chocolat was fine, if slightly heavy handed on the anti-religion stance. Well, anti-religious intermediataries rather than the actual religion. But +10 for the chocolate porn (not literally, although that would be... eh, interesting). Also now I want to name my next pet Pantoufle. Maybe one of the hammies? Hmm.

"You think too much" is a popular refrain re: my tendency to think to much. So what? Have to fill the hours somehow. Plus it stops me from... it stops me.

Y'know, I should start writing again.

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