Why can’t I be a lot more bitter and a little more self destructive?
“These are the lost days
Open your eyes the sun is high
Sounds of the highway have kept me awake most of the night
There’s no beginning to the trip that got us here
But now it’s clear we have fallen off the map and here we lay
Liberated, not faded away
In your own skin you’re feeling OKSecond rated, we’re jaded and afraid
But you can make it
Now’s your chance to get away
You can take my car
The tires are good and gas ain’t cheap
Try to keep it between the lines and by tonight you’ll be
Liberated, not faded away
In your own skin you’re feeling OK
Never forget, never regret a thing
Liberated, not faded awayWon’t you open up your eyes
the time is right, the sun is high
I want to beg you, baby
Keep it between the lines and by tonight you’ll be
Liberated, not faded away” - Vaden
Team Fortress 2 was fantastic. It has to be one of the most enjoyable FPS experiences I’ve had since marathon DM17 in Q3A. The new episode of Californication was entertaining. The wine at the bottom of the bottle tasted better.
I need to sleep. Actually… I think I just need.
Well, I bought the Orange Box, even though there’s only one game in it that I need/want. It’ll be a while before I get to play it though because the asstards that designed STEAM didn’t think to allow you to install games on any drive you wish. The one I originally installed STEAM/HL2 on doesn’t have enough room.
Part of me wants to contact them and ask for my money back since I try not to financially encourage unintelligent developers if I can help it. When I’m not pissed off I’ll go through their equally idiotic uninstall/re-install procedure to move everything to another drive.
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