Pacman nostalgia is good, but Super Mario World nostalgia is even better.

My father taught me to play video games at the tender age of eight. For years I happily killed stuff with Doom and Duke Nukem. But something was always missing, and it wasn’t until my brother loaded me up a copy of the first Tomb Raider game that I realized what it was. Lara Croft was the first video game heroine. She was smart, independent, ( Read more... )

I haven't yet watched the rest of this episode of Red Dwarf, but the beginning is all lightprincess89 needs to see.

If only being a library page had been more like this.

It shouldn’t be physically possible, and should in fact be against all of the known laws of the universe, but the coffee at Scholastica has become even worse. Now instead of tasting like swill, it tastes like burnt swill.

As some of you might know, my own beloved brother was here a bit ago to help celebrate the twenty-first anniversary of my birth. Among the array of fabulous presents that he gave to me was a copy of World of Warcraft and an addiction thereto. Now, I started to notice that it had some effect on my homework, I.E. I wanted to play WoW instead of doing ( Read more... )

Conditions are worsening. The cold demons have converged and shriek for blood like howling, windy banshees. Supplies are low, but I dare not venture forth as it takes longer to apply winter gear than it does to walk to the store and back. I have managed to trap heat in the kitchen, but living room and bedroom are no longer fit for human habitation ( Read more... )

Tomorrow is my birthday, but no one every gets me what I really want. (I would also accept this)

If I ignored the narrator, then I could watch this for hours.

I believe I’ve just committed mythology class suicide ( Read more... )