A week of revelations

This week I have discovered an awful lot of, universally speaking, important things*.
*Two not especially important things.

First off, playing Command & Conquer games with a graphics tablet is significantly harder than you may think. I now have a list of two games, which are regrettably not pen friendly. Damn, that was a poorly constructed sentence.

My second discovery, would be that when you try to run multiplayer in Freelancer it attempts to connect to a global server which has long since ceased to exist, this means that our daily 'Freelancer "Fridays"' may never see the light of day. Admittedly we are all horrendous nerds here, so even if this event did go ahead it would never see any actual light anyway, especially not from that terrifying ball of fire we are constantly circling.

That's all for now folks, work is continuing on as usual here, I leave with this one final thought: Henry Hatsworth looks pimp. I guess you could argue that this would be a third discovery, I'm an insufferable liar, I know.

I win in the long run

Internal organs digitally remastered

Well,
I guess that you may have noticed that it is I who has suffered this insufferable bug and not the one they call Iced.
Rather, however, than describe my guts to you in glorious detail, I shall provide you with the enlightening issue that is PC gamers.
They cheat. Yes I said it, me the one who constantly tries to fight for these disgusting and hateful people.
Actually to use the words hateful and disgusting is probably taking it too far when I consider what Iced, Myke and Tetris must put up with but, still. Why would you want to cheat on something as trivial as an achievement, worse yet an achievement on the PC where there is no discernible gain other than the new weapons and even those are balanced so you end up with no real edge.
Moreover there isn't some kind of arbitrary number that some 13 year olds believe to be exactly correlated to the size of their penis.
Well now I've got that off my chest let's talk about some thing more interesting shall we.
For a start we have Quake live which seems vaguely interesting and could be worth a shot (sorry I just needed that one) next we I have just found out that Steam -unsurprisingly- is supporting EndWar (and more I'd imagine but, I can't be bothered to look).
Lastly I'd like to apologize to the rest of the team for not being in today but, you'll live without me.

Dreaming in Red

Needless to say, I am not allowed to say what I was going to say about certain people for legal reasons. I'm thinking that, maybe, I might copy and paste my 'Bored Log' over from my files on my work-place network, just to fill out a post: and most of them are quite funny. Most of them. But surely, a supervisor will come across this site and I will get screwed over or something. I don't know, maybe I'm paranoid.

Aparantly, netherworld narcoleptic dick pods yearn for butter. Whether you are a monstrous stupidly carcass of epic proportions, or a lame kangaroo of an indigo colouring, live your life using all your life savings as a support.

Anyways, try to prosper from my random ramblings. Beware of giant bear-like marsupials, and bears that used to be disguised as raccoons. I'm just trying to flesh out my posts, because Almighty Typealot seems to think that my lack of typing means that I overuse the enter key, as I've said before.

In short, I'm really, really bored.

Rolling on a surfboard of awesomenitude. Pandy yearns for butter.

Hay....

Anyone want to send me a free copy of Freelancer? I'm strapped for cash and I'm being threatened by Iced and Tetris- I mean, I really want to play it.

Also my cocoon is very much like a luxury condo, I have a 60 inch plasma TV, if you guys bring the food, I'll make sure we can watch Iron Man II on it.