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There are people I know and people I think I know via a few routes of 3-4 degrees of separation but am not really sure. So I think I recognize them and can think of why I should recognize them.


Then again maybe I am just experiencing early symptoms of dementia and losing the logical facilities of my brain.




Last night was fun. Only played one game of 007 Agent Under Fire with my brother. Thought it interesting that I kept up with him having never touched it before.  The next he played against his friends (his 20 kills foreshadowed a frustrating night for all of them). I am a game addict and must stay away from such or be sucked into the vortex. For a while I was playing a hour at 7am every morning before work and as soon as I got home until 2-3 in the morning.  Repeat. Rinse. Repeat.


This is not a new addiction by any means. Ever since my grandmother bought her first Atari back in the early 80s I’ve been an addict. My parents had to buy me one cause I was at her house more than theirs. Console or PC? Does not matter. I have serious reservations about having a phat computer with broadband at the house. I would post here more… the people at work might miss me. Take that back… would never see me.

2 comments

  1. Aaahhh I remember Atari!  Those were the days! 

    I’ve limited myself to one quest per evening.  Seems like each quest takes 1-2 hours. 

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