I've set up an icon journal for Breea and I, but it's not ready yet. Wah.
The adventure of trying to get the good ending out of our FFX-2 game that's right at the end was tiresome. Twice. And both times we go the "Sad" ending. It's my sisters game. I think she forgot to do one of the requirements back in the 3rd chapter (there are 5 chapters total).
I wonder how my unit is doing. I miss being called Shortstack by my Sergeants, being hit on by Private James The Slut, and trying to ignore Private Keener The Annoying Asshole. At least I have Russaeu and Battone "Buttons" around. Can't forget good ol' Fluharty. It's just not the same with 15 people when you're used to at least 3 or 4 times that many people. I bet we weren't that crowded, it just felt like it sometimes.
You know, I have the government monitoring my computer time. If I write in specific key words they'll start watching me like a hawk.
I don't think I'll test them. I enjoy not being followed by government agents thankyouverymuch.
Ah, can't help it.
Saturday, February 28, 2004
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