Gaming Girlfriends and Time Traveling Notebooks
By Kyreo 4 Comments
Mah Lady Friend
So my girlfriend once said that she didn't like video games. When I heard this I cringed a bit because (obviously) I really like 'em. It's been two years since we first started dating (yeah, 730 days) and she has been slowly exposed to my love of video games. Apparently, some of that rubbed off on her or at least magnified her supressed love for them.Yesterday she played and beat Portal, a great game not only because of its complex puzzles and witty monologues but also because it's not too hard on beginners. Now that's not to say that she is a beginner but I've never seen a woman pick up a shooter (which Portal pretty much is) and master the controls in 2 minutes.
Anyways, she beat and loved it. We talked about it afterwards and about all the little quirks that we all noticed when we first played it.
As I read back I sound as if I have some form of conceit towards female gamers. I apologize to the female gamers I know (ArginDraven, mubblegum, and others) because I do not wish for this blog to be interpreted as such.
A Book from the Future
I started my basic classes for my Psychology major here at Savannah Technical College and I took College Algebra a few months ago. Sadly, I failed that class. Although, I did keep my little black book of notes and scribbles just in case I didn't pass. I'm taking the class again and I feel SOOO bad ass because whenever the teacher says what we'll be learning that day I already have those notes. It's almost like the book is predicting what the teacher will say. Mind you, I still take notes because it's a different teacher but sometimes I write things like "refer to Cheat Sheet" instead of writing it all out again.I mentioned my special book of notes to one of my classmates, not in a bragging way, mind you, and the rest of the class overheard and everyone looked straight at me as I had just confessed to being the Messiah Returned (or Messiah Incarnate, if yer Jewish). So now I have to keep a close eye on my magical little book to make sure no one has taken it.
Someone in my class told me I look like that Scientist from Lost when I rummage through my notebook looking for answers to problems that arise.
