More of the Same.

A typical low-key night. I used Jess’s ass as an armrest/backrest until she left; I was apparently keeping her (ass) warm and that was why she didn’t complain. She apparently isn’t good with staying up late, so by 10:30, she was contently snuggled into her pillow. Meaning, she was snuggled into Cliff. It was cute. (And made me wish I had a human pillow.)

I had called Cliff before I left to see him. I asked him what he was doing, and he said Jess was coming over. Meaning, he had no plans. *laughs*

As Cliff has an Xbox, we bothered to play Halo 2. Wow, what a shitty game. I’m sorry, but if the first mission is uninspiring, the game sucks. Plain and simple. Maybe I’m still living in an era from a decade ago. Quite literally, when you consider when DOOM2 was made. When you didn’t need storyline, the enemies were interesting. Well. Enemies weren’t necessarily hard, but were definitely slaugherable. All a matter of anticipation. Bleh. Cliff and I ran around the first level for Halo 2 and, well. The enemies were uninspiring and we otherwise hadn’t a clue what we were doing. We traded shots at each other and watched us respawn.

See, he doesn’t play against bots. Me, I don’t really do deathmatches. I’ll play online with a dozen or half-dozen people on Star Trek Voyager: Elite Force. But since it’s so many people, it’s fun. One on one just isn’t fun for me. Not my thing.

I remember that one time I ran into a map that was set to one-hit kill. Meaning, it was autoset to the phaser rifle secondary shot. It was a lot of fun. Good game. Why is it that in games like Halo 2 and Counterstrike, the weapons are completely uninspiring? I miss the days of the (sawed-off) shotgun and when weapons didn’t have fucking reload refractory periods. Fuck realism. Give me gameplay.

Eh, whatever.

I brought over Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Cliff was going to buy it, in part so Dan could watch it. I figured Jess would enjoy it. After how Cliff hated Memento, I wasn’t sure he’d be able to get into the movie. He was kind of in and out of the room. I wouldn’t say he disliked it. Cliff sees through movies, and I just smile that he didn’t see through this one. Makes me feel like he’s not that much smarter than me. I’ll keep the movie in the van in so we can watch it with Dan whenever he’s around.

I was playing Dynasty Warriors 4 Extreme for a while. At some point, Cliff suggested I go home to get some sleep. I had told him I couldn’t stay late because I’m working 10 – 6 tomorrow. I looked at the time and noticed it was 12:47 AM. Hardcore, I love when I ignore the actual passing of the new year.

I owe my carbon journal my annual heartfelt reflection scrawling. I may have to do it tomorrow night. One day won’t make a difference. I still remember how I felt when I wrote last year. A feeling like I was going somewhere, but I couldn’t see where. I was still in a mist of chaos. And.. I’m somehow clear of that mist. I can see myself in the mirror. Speaking of mirrors, I’ll need to shower and shave tomorrow morning.

When I left Cliff’s, I realized I hadn’t eaten yet today. Andes mints don’t count. *snickers* I considered stopping at 7-11 and getting a hot dog. But then I realized we have some at home. So. Yeah. Food and jews.