I'm hooked!
Scribing at 12:37 p.m. on 2005-11-15
I'm hooked on one of those stupid little games at Miniclip, so help me gawd.
These people will be my downfall, you just wait and see.
I've been playing Crypt Raider (even though the little fellow bears NO resemblance to Angelina Jolie in Tombraider, trust me on this) since the latest dental debacle and now I'm stuck on like, level 21 or 22, something like that. GAAHHHH!! I can't manage to get the hell out of there without blowing myself up.
There must be a way, right? Some of those boards took me a minute .. had to walk away and come back and try something else. It looks deceptively easy, but .. *eyes darting, hands trembling* it's NOT! It's not I tell you!
They've got way too many addictive little games over there at that place. Terrible, just terrible. *anguished scream*
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In other news, went to take the wife unit's boots in to the cobbler today, to see if they could fix a heel for her before she takes off into the wild blue yonder tomorrow morning. (She's off for a business thing till the weekend)
The white haired dude in an apron looked them over carefully and declared it would cost as much to fix them as it would to buy a new pair of boots; he recommended buying new boots. Wow. Someone who didn't just try to soak me? Hokay, I can live with that. I thanked him kindly for his time and headed out into the grey, blustery, rainy day to give the wife unit the bad news.
Jaw is still sore-ish, but still a helluvan improvement over the state before. Took 4 tylenol (I heart tylenol, too) and am beatifically waiting for the pain to go completely away.
*happy sigh*
