Stalker & Life

I might have a stalker. Coworker comes into work on his days off when he knows I'm there. He hovers around me to the point other people notice. At work, we call him Stalker. It's seriously creepy. I'm fully regretting that date now. Which, of course, he is telling people he regrets. Because I'm the crazy one. Psh, sure I am.

In other news, Dels is almost healed. He has two teeny scabbed areas left and if he stops scratching, they should be healed soon. Poor thing has a huge bald spot but some fur is growing back. I took his cone off and let him outside for the first time since he became sick today. He honestly had no clue what to do with himself. He freaked at every sound since he hadn't heard them in so long, it was kind of cute. What wasn't cute was the bath I had to give him when he came back in. I was soaked.

I had an old skool day. I found a copy of Super Mario Bros the movie at my local WalMart, so I obviously bought it without a second thought. I spent my night reliving my wonderful childhood and as soon as it was over, I pulled out my brand new game. Momz bought an Xbox Kinect so I got Michael Jackson: The Experience. Needless to say, I've spent hours on this game. I've spent hours singing in flasetto and humping the air.

Hee!

Dorking It Old Skool

This set up is now in a different location in my room - two feet from my bed. The only reason I even still have this ancient equipment is for the sole purpose of my geekdom. Walk into my room and on your left you'll see the bulky tv on top of the equally old vcr. My four controllers chill out underneath so I can have epic gaming parties should I ever have people over. I managed to hold onto about 42 games, though my favorite was lost. I have everything from racing games on every motorized vehicle to fighting games in all arenas to game shows to sports to stories. I never got a hang of the new systems. Honestly, I'm lost if you hand me the controller to XBox 360, my characters aren't going to be walking in a straight line. I'll shoot without discretion and miss 95% of the time. You'd hate to have me on your team, but love me on the opposite team for the easy kill. Set me up with some old skool N64 Mortal Kombat and I'll kick your ass. Same goes for MarioKart. You see, I kick it old skool when I play my video games. I never got into a gaming system quite like I did with the Nintendo 64. When I first got it all those years ago, I pretty much peed myself with excitement and went on to waste many days in front of the television screen. It was a pretty short list of the things I did when I was younger: read; sleep; play N64. The tv only existed for my games.