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[rain_dog]

Oh thank god.

Replaying Enslaved stil gives me a profound feeling of grasping weakly towards a plate of cookies that's been jerked rudely away. Were they perfect cookies? Hell no. The edges were burnt and they overdid the baking powder a little, but they were damn good all the same. Enslaved had its issues, but they were more than fixable, and what

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[ragman_jack]

The guy is an ass. "Fuck Him" and baking cookies is the right way to go.

Then again, I love cookies, so I'm biased.

[rain_dog]

Snickerdoodles, man. Mana from heaven.

I'll have to avoid breaking things in the future. >.

[ragman_jack]

Eh, sooner or later, stuff breaks. As an example, a clock, for some reason, fell off the wall. It's a realatively cheap clock, one of those plastic AA battery powered things you hang in a room. As a result, the second hand no longer works properly.

Mom, not wanting to spend the money for a new clock, went looking for an AA battery on the grounds that
A) Maybe the battery was at fault
B) The last time this happened, her father did something and it worked fine. Ergo, she doesn't need to spend money for a new one.

In other words; sometimes, shit breaks. Can't be helped. If you can fix it, fine, but otherwise, you gotta get it replaced, even if you hate spending the money.

At least this dude is a known jackass. Though I would have a word with the landlady about this guy's additude problem. He can't be the only handyman in the area. If you were down here, I would reccomend someone, but I know next to nothing about Seattle.