rocknload | i see you standing there, your hands running through your hair;

I can't stop playing this game.

This has gone from, "Wow, Metroid is surprisingly entertaining!" to "This could be a problem." Writing? Cleaning? Studying? Communicating in any way with people who are, in fact, not Samus? What are you talking about, why would I do any of those things.

And it took me forever to deduce that the sandy looking stuff at the bottom was actually lava. I made this brilliant deduction on the basis of how frequently and effectively it kills me--by which I mean, often and very.

Edit: Okay. Stepping away from the Wii. Right now. Really. I'm going.

But wait: So this is what turning off the video games and going out into the real world gets me.

BLOOD HAS BEEN SHED ON THIS DAY, MY FRIENDS.

I, uh, smashed my finger while I was trying to get the Blue Oyster Cult record to play. I don't know how I did it, and I'm only guessing that's what I did, because, hey! Blood.