So I’m going to get myself two jobs soon and ship off. (Yeah.....................) And get a Galaxy S3 too.
I still want to write a story, named Phoxtrot ‘to myself’. Military fiction, “esports virtual reality mecha fiction” - turned real life mecha space opera shit. ‘Space-raft’ raves and ecstasy. Dub love and a disabled protagonist. Dedgeros, the 'world paradise'. An unnamed policeman. And Alabasern, the slave king bound to Cray, the grey goo. The ace pilot Leon killing time. The faithful cyborg guardian of the Zanzurocan, the particle wave; Loo, herald of the Zanshrykk, the avatar of the relic. Zanshrykk, the nanoswarm knights, the lonely beserker, a dubber with Desh, the famous disabled-boy-professional-gamer, the first Battle Planets bonjwa.
I gotta stay a peon in nursing too. Gottta get me my rig and shit together.
I welcome acquaintanceship for Star2. I’ll spoil myself with all those other games in private.
Also, Ferrero Rocher candy... Fuck yeah!
Been digging these two songs lately, and playing some Final Fantasy VI (III) on a Linux (Ubuntu) emulator. It’s amazing what Linux can do on a PIECE of SHIT HP slim tower PC.