First - and i can't believe i've yet to mention this - but it looks like Journey finally has a release date! March 13, that land of my dreams is finally made digitally manifest. Pretty stoked ( Read more... )

My hair looks so good that i don't really want to shower and ruin it.

Man, today's been kind of sweet! Real talk.

True Crime: Hong Kong, a game for which i've carried a torch that never faltered, wasn't canceled after all! Instead, it, not unlike the belly-crawling caterpillar, has transformed itself into Sleeping Dogs and prepares now to take flight. How exciting!

Earth's new album, Angels of Darkness Demons of ( Read more... )

So, there's a black-and-white themed party this weekend, which isn't necessarily an introduction to interracial swinging (though i can't suggest the opportunity won't present itself) but really more about the monochromatic aesthetic. Dresses of a particularly stark contrast! Crisp white shirts and well-pressed black slacks! Or, you know, shit like ( Read more... )

The Syndicate demo is pretty Boss Hogg. It's a little... busy, by which i mean the actual gameplay and not the HUD - a non-problem as far as i'm concerned. So far as co-op goes, i can see myself spending a lot of time playing, though i wish they offered at least one other stage for the demo. Also, both of the male character models look fucking ( Read more... )

You know, Game of Thrones is great. And i really enjoyed what i've seen of Boardwalk Empire - i'm still hoping to come into some cash so i could finally pick up the first season on DVD. It's a shame to see Board to Death canceled, but it's such a fine show ( Read more... )

I made it into the Path of Exile beta! But my mouse is broken. The fucking wheel decided to stop scrolling! Fucker. I'd like a nice mouse, but i'll be Goddamned if i pay over twenty bucks for one! ..is what i want to say, but we all know i'll spend the dough for the Razer DeathAdder or some shit. I mean... Syndicate! Mass Effect 3! Come on ( Read more... )

Outside the glass, it was sweat-warm; sticky, air thick, the fetid held-breath of some rotten lychgate prince, fingerbone crooked, come hither, guts like a nest of snakes between his legs. I held the perfumed linen to my nose - it was sickly sweet, and i threw up anyway ( Read more... )

Today, i'm 26. Whatever ( Read more... )

I took some pictures to show off some of my sweet Christmas winnings, but i'm too lazy to snag them from my phone. So.

Anyway, it was really just shots of a new pair of Allen Edmonds black wingtips and some sweet socks from Vivarati and one of the top-dogginest things i've ever been gifted - an umbrella from London Undercover in brown Prince of ( Read more... )