Tuesday, September 27, 2005
I feel edumacated
Well I finally bit the bullet and admitted I had no idea what the term video game meant. I know that this is insane given that the majority of people I hang around with describe themselves as gamers, many play WOW and such and I am (as far as I'm aware) the only person I know who has failed to engage with computer games in any way shape or form (I nearly made a lovely man cry as he tried to get me to understand how to play a driving game, I just couldn't see what I was meant to see no matter how hard I tried, maybe I try too hard. but it's tricky when there's no bit of paper with the instructions written on it). So obviously I should have known shouldn't I? well I guess not - too embarrassed to ask my friends etc. So having see the headline 3 times in the same part of the guardian I decided to overcome my stupidity. I enquired within the great wikeopedia... and discovered that a video game is in fact a console game and a computer game is a game played on a computer. Well obvious isn't it? Although I'm still not convinced, I'm sure the context of video game was that it covered both types... Ah but at least I now know that this is not a whole new genre that I'd not heard of, it's just a crazy name for playstation/nintendo/PS2/gayboy (are they allowed to still call it that, surely the connotations distress too many evangelical americans) etc stuff.
Sadly the learning of this life shattering information, whilst giving a lift to my somewhat unfullfilling evening has not resolved it entirely - I have indeed had a lost evening - the job application(s) I should have done was dismissed (1 of them, I don't really know about meighbourhoods and mousing) and the other I couldn't find. So I talked myself out of them. Division Bell by Pink Floyd has regained its links with a "your life is so stuffed you need to drown yourself" mindset, I'd relinked it with a happy place a couple of years after it gained it's close ties with the failure of my business, clearly that's bust. So a pervasive gloom that started after tea did not get thwarted. I'm developing a theory that my gloom is meat related - could this be possible? I seem to plumet if I consume the red stuff several meals in a row. Perhaps I should give up meat for a month as a test? Hmmm it's an idea.
I also discovered today (courtesy of yournotme.co.uk) that I'm unique in this country - at least based on the 2001 electoral role anyway. Go me I'm the only one, alone awash on the shoreline of humanity, I was kind of hoping I could meet other poor souls who get greated with awful songs as their name is misread.
Sadly the learning of this life shattering information, whilst giving a lift to my somewhat unfullfilling evening has not resolved it entirely - I have indeed had a lost evening - the job application(s) I should have done was dismissed (1 of them, I don't really know about meighbourhoods and mousing) and the other I couldn't find. So I talked myself out of them. Division Bell by Pink Floyd has regained its links with a "your life is so stuffed you need to drown yourself" mindset, I'd relinked it with a happy place a couple of years after it gained it's close ties with the failure of my business, clearly that's bust. So a pervasive gloom that started after tea did not get thwarted. I'm developing a theory that my gloom is meat related - could this be possible? I seem to plumet if I consume the red stuff several meals in a row. Perhaps I should give up meat for a month as a test? Hmmm it's an idea.
I also discovered today (courtesy of yournotme.co.uk) that I'm unique in this country - at least based on the 2001 electoral role anyway. Go me I'm the only one, alone awash on the shoreline of humanity, I was kind of hoping I could meet other poor souls who get greated with awful songs as their name is misread.
// posted by Bitvacuous @ 11:16 pm 
