Mghblêah! I know, I just don't feel like much right now. Rhythm totally wrecked from France trip, rough weekend coming up, etcetera ad infinitam. Should be doing some Stuff around here, though. Been way too long, really. Oh well, fuck it, here goes the llama!

The Wii. I've been hogging it since December 8th. It's great - all you could have wanted from it, so far. Wii Sports is great fun, better than I expected. Super Monkey Ball is fun to do, although still hard as a diamond-encrusted piece of granite, Rayman is okay in short bursts, Zelda is either proof that I've played too many Zelda titles or that I should have been playing in a different language, though - not all that much of a challenge. Great fun, yes, but difficult? Hardly, I'm sad to remark. Red Steel had me fighting with the 'mote, Wii Play is, in the end, only a tech-demo. All that, I would say, makes for a while in gaming, considered.

Then, there's the Virtual Console. Don't even try to get me started on that, now. The potential is endless, and a good start has been made - already available are Super Mario Bros., the original Legend of Zelda, Sonic, and that's not even mentioning stuff like SimCity and the like. And lest I forget, the 5-player wonder that is Bomberman '93 - the most active multiplayer game on my Wii is, indeed, a retro title. I'd say that's proof enough that Nintendo were on to something here. Now the wait is just for Super Mario Kart. I mean that literally, though, as in, I want the original, which is, of course, still by far and large, The Best Mario Kart Ever. Ah well.

Otherwise, well, just, you know, stuff. Shit all over, large piles of junk scraping through my cranial area disturbing the peas, and stuff, you know. Just a big mushy mess and all. You know. Bugger.

Guess that whole winter-depression-thing got here after all - even though I've barely seen anything close to winter so far this year, or the end of last. That is, by the commonly enforced calendar, that is. I have seen fucking monsoon, though, and guess what, I even voluntarily peddled through it's infernal dribble today. Pun fully, thoroughly, and obnoxiously intended.

Haven't slept last night. Went roleplaying immediately when home from France, back in town at 00:30, back in home at 02:30. Caught up on my dormant internet shit, messed around, haunted some of my usuals for the first in a week, you know, the usual. Horizontally teleplanted myself in the general direction of some VG-store in the morn, only to be wetter upon arrival as is usually the case in these extreme windy rainfall moments. Still, I could all but sail there, which at least should count for something.

Thank Her Hooved Holiness, the Invisible Pink Unicorn, for Kawaii radio, though, as I would have gone insane without it's consistent support these past 20-minus-the-time-away-hours.

Ah dang.

See ya!