And here I am, about to post a dickish post.

Mostly for the fun of it.

Friday was a loooong day, and sitting in the hall for an hour or so doesn't make it any shorter.

Had the charity bazaar and shit else.

Life starts to get really boring.

When you start to think about what you do everyday.

Everyday starts to turn monotonous.

Similarly, when I get games.

I tend to try to not think about how the game really only works.

Because I tend to lose interest in the game when I've got it all figured out.

Like say, for example, Unreal Tournament.

Sure, the hours of fragging is fun.

I always took joy in killing people virtually.

So, yea. It was very very fun until as I drift to sleep, I thought about how the game works.

I grab a gun, I run around, I shoot, I jump, I die.

That's pretty much it.

Although those 5 factors above makes up the fun.

When you think about them real deeply, like, that's all to it?

It gets boring then.

I'm just drawing an analogy.

It really applies to everything.

Except, girls.

Yea. You got it right.

Girls are unfathomable creatures.

Maybe creatures isn't such a good word to describe them.

Unfathomable mysteries.

To bring in another point.

Some people can be real douches.

Yes, real douches and douchebags.

Try checking the dictionary for that word.

Then try to assimilate these.

A human + douche.

What'd you get?

A complete douchebag of a human.

Duh.

Well, anyway. I'm not going to be here to whine about how humans typically fail by living.

So, I'm gonna go kick some nuclear ass in Fallout 3.

Cheers.

Oh, quick trivia.

Did you know First-Person shooter games improve your eyesight?

*wink*