May 7th, 2004

Enfieldean

The plan never succeeds.

I am five stages away from utterly completing Mario 3 as well as I can. I'll have completed every single stage, even the odd stages where the hand grabs you in the Dark Zone. I, however, cannot say I really have much talent and most of this "skill" has in fact been effective usage of P-Wings and strategic usage of Lakitu's Cloud to ignore difficult levels and to attempt them after defeating a castle (ergo being able to reset the cartridge if I lose too many lives). It's not the prettiest way to go about it, but it's all I'm good for as things stand.

I saw Van Helsing today. I really don't know what made me decide to go for it except for hearing my friends were going. After watching Monster the day before I really can't say too much about the film besides this: after watching Monster, I walked home, bought two cheap burgers, spending £1.98 on an evening where I felt completely satisfied by the time I returned home. After watching Van Helsing, I walked home, spent £5.08 in the same McDonald's and felt less satisfied with myself by the time I returned.

I wonder if certain artistic styles will be lost with the steps forward CG has taken. Troy seems to have extensive armies fighting, so many scenes in Van Helsing excessively used CG (not to mention awfully dire random slow-motion moments, but that's another point) I wonder if directors are already starting to see blue screens as the easy way out way too often. I'm sure I could write a nice haiku about how the reaction to bullet-time has caused CG to take such bounding and clumsy steps forward, except that sounds a really snooty and elitist way to hide the fact I really have little knowledge on the subject, and seventeen syllables would probably be as many as I could use before incorrectly stating something as if it were fact.

My friends want to see Van Helsing again, tomorrow. I'm more tempted to watch Wondrous Oblivion, or to go to work and pick up a copy of The Last Samurai. I don't like to watch the same film excessively. If I watch the latter, I also know it'll be watched at work. But in some cases I'm prepared to go against what I don't like doing.

The official chav vehicle of Enfield appears to be the white Renault GT Turbo. This particular box-shaped car has an engine that sounds like it wishes it wasn't being driven by such louts, and I'm sure that feeling of superiority over a vehicle is why it is a car of choice for the average scummy kid from around here.

I have begun to play Phantasy Star Online on the PC. I have just had to see those pillars again. I hated that aspect of PSO, that going back on yourself moment. I wish there was a way to circumnavigate that aspect of the game without the blatant cheating.

I read an absolutely beautiful post earlier, just like films stop and make you think, that post stopped and made me think more of the situations around the incidents I report. I think I enjoy this style of writing more than my usual style, though I admit I am too laissez-faire about structure in writing by any means, and this random assortment of words seems novel because it's a different, calmer writing style to the usual frivolous and energetic assortment of words I use.

When you've done nothing wrong, try not to be afraid of the reactions of others. Have faith in yourself and the people you're addressing. Let them show themselves to be scumbags if they are, and give them the benefit of the doubt until then.

People always tell me when they meet me, I seem... too happy. Why am I an exception?
Enfieldean

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I woke up relatively early. Not sure why. Just seemed appropriate to. I looked at the front door. I've missed a parcel. Jess, want to bet it's something to do with that late part of my present?

My alarm clock went off at 10:03. I once slept through my alarm clock. As a result, I wondered how long time would have had to pass for me to have slept through it. So far we're at a half hour of constant beeping.

I look a complete mess today. A bath is required, before I head to work, see if a copy of The Last Samurai can be taken, I'll then head to the post office, see if the item can be grabbed early or if it is of a size to put in a bag. If not, I'll take the large package home, then head to the cinema to meet up with friends, in the afternoon.

33 minutes, the clock has gone silent. I really must have been very tired to sleep through that.
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Do not let me near nappies!

If nappies do not evolve from what they are now, I fear for my potential children.

I received the most wondrous Parappa the Rapper doll (and Sunny Funny - not to demean her but she's no Parappa) and an added bonus is when it detects my guard is down (I'm not sure if motion-sensitive, but he's next to my keyboard where I tap away, so it's that or audio-sensitive) he shakes his maraca-laden arms.

To make him shake his maraca-laden arms you need to put batteries in first. This was an adventure in itself, as I began to disrobe Parappa I noticed the smallest of screwdrivers was needed to enter into Parappa's back. After one was found, the screw itself was temporarily lost inside Parappa's trousers. I had to attempt to pull the trousers off him to get the screw back and then found it nigh-on impossible to put the trousers back accurately enough for things to look correct, even from a distance. In the end, batteries were placed in, and he shook his funky stuff, and the rattling got a little annoying within minutes. However, it's still a gorgeous little thing. Thanks again, Jess!

I finished Mario 3 at about 3 AM today, with all levels completed. I am content for now. I also did a little retail therapy of my own, acquiring Die Hard (but then selling it to work, so I can rent it out whenever) and The Last Samurai, and also picking up a copy of Prince of Persia for the Gamecube. I'll sell my PS2 version back to the shop later on as a result.

I'm not a bad hoarder. It seems, of the games I currently have, I've more games that I've played for less than an hour than I've completed. Anyway, now to shush. I'm off to Nan's as usual. Back around eleven.
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