Well, recently instead of really trying to play Street Fighter IV (I've SORT OF given up until I can get my hands on a better controller/better tactics) I've started going to one of the municipal swimming pools every so often both as exercise and to relax (mostly to exercise).
I figure with how my life is right now, it'd probably be smart for me to at least try and get into shape than... not.
Right now I'm fairly certain I won't be able to move out before I turn 21, so I've decided to replace that one goal with one less ambitious, and just plan to purchase a slick new computer by then instead. (Maybe if I get a steady weekday job I'll move out...).
One particular thing I've taken out of playing the horrendous amount of fighting games I have recently become addicted to, is that I am starting to get a "feel" of how they are designed. It makes me want to try my hand at doing that kind of stuff myself. However, I take a look at some of the independent fighting game titles out there and sulk a little at how absurdly out of my skill range that idea is right now.
But it can't be helped.
One of the more mundane things that have been floating around in the old noggin are pre-battle banter:
"Prepare to meet your end by my glorious fists!"
"I ain't afraid of no boast!"
Cue fight.
There are way too many references within my writing. Need to cut down on that.
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