K, first off: Disgaea. I’ve spent a ridiculous amount of time on that game, and I can’t seem to stop, despite breaking down and beating the thing after 120 or so hours. I’ve been playing this game since May. I have other games lined up, waiting to be played. I think it’s time to admit that I have a problem.
Also, a moral dilemma. Yesterday, I was privileged enough to visit Safeco with basically a backstage pass. (It was a hell of a game, by the way.) I happened to notice a book on Aikido in the possession of one of the players. My first instinct, of course, was to strike up a conversation with the man. It was painful to hold myself back, as I was honestly excited. However, I represented a third party, and I refused to take any action that may bring consequences on the body that got me this opportunity. I also realized that after losing a 12-inning nail-biter despite a clutch performance, he probably didn’t give a fuck if I was the goddamn Pope. Still, how cool would that be, talking Aikido with the M’s? I’d need a sandwich and a nap afterwards! ^_~