January 11, 2008
The whole experience has also dramatically increased my fondness of cursing. In fact sometimes I half believe I have a mild case of turrets syndrome. Alas, I have never been one for articulacy in the heat of battle. Ask my delightful boyfriend who has many times had to decipher my often maddening vernacular. But I continue my search for the terrible side effects of video game playing as to discourage myself from wasting any more brainwaves in front of the television, so that perhaps something productive will come of my long weekend. Aha! Yet Bowser beckons. The prat little bastard!