I may have overindulged.
I have been a little busy lately. I have an interview next week. I have been helping a friend move. I have been ranting about the bus line in my neighborhood again. I have somehow been exhausting myself so that every time I wake up, I feel like going back to sleep.
Anyway, I am trying to write something about the latest flare of violence in Goma, DROC, but most of what I have written so far turns into a hopeless diatribe. Also, I owe some music posts to the internets for WRN. Which has always sounded like a goofy radio network. We should work on some podcasts, due to come out with the return of Monday Goldberg Theater.
Do you want to mail it to me when you're finished?
Are you kidding? I'll probably just re-roll evil and see if I can make it through the game that way.
Last night, I checked out the Lincoln Memorial and found out who was hanging out there. Two seconds after the conversation with those people, I had my minigun and missile launcher and was lighting up the place.
I'm completely fished into this game right now. I'm playing as a goody two-shoes right now because that's what I always do, but I'm definitely going to go back as a bad motherfucker.
I love that the bleakness doesn't let up much. You go looking for someone who's missing, chances are they are missing because they are dead.
Brando, just wait. I haven't even hit most of the quests, but have about half of the bobbleheads. I am finally heading over to the Republic of Dave and would also like to figure out what the deal is with the Super Mutants. I found a weird repeating broadcast down near the mall, that wasn't a radio station. I have found some Chinese remnants, which was pretty funny. So much cool stuff.
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