6 : Fifty Eight

Dear Nintendo:

Your press conference today at E3 didn’t suck. No, not by any stretch of the imagination.

Still, you leave me wanting more. Where was the promised hardcore love? Animal Crossing is not nearly enough to quench the thirst of your base (although I fucking WANT THAT). Wii Sports is fantastic, but that’s no compelling story or adventure, there. And Wii Music looks like something I going to spend hours playing/sucking at.

But where are all your key characters? Where is Link or Mario or Luigi, or hell, PIKMIN? Something challenging? Something new? Something fresh? Anything?

I will say, though, that you did blow my mind a bit with that GTA announcement. Finally, some illegal car stealing action comes to a Nintendo system. It’s about time.

Keep on innovating, but don’t lose your base, Ninty. Keep me gaming.

-A 

The ramblings of a madwoman:

I think I like Elliot Smith. His voice is the opposite of stellar. And his songs aren't very energetic. But then I hear things like "Needle in the Hay" and "Christian Brothers" and I can't imagine why either of those things would matter. Pure acoustic genius, I say. Pure genius.

Amy's LI was a douchebag. Amy does not waste her time with douchebags. Amy deserves an apology before she can muster up the ability to give a shit.

Laura Roslin is my hero. Mary McDonnell deserves that fucking Emmy nomination, and won't get it.

I downloaded Series 2 and 3 of the Ricky Gervais Show/Podcast. I am thrilled to hear more inanity from Mr. Karl Pilkington, and really, few things would give me more joy. Ricky, Steve, and Karl make my head spin with delight.

PS3 needs to pull out the big guns today to counter XBox's brilliant showing at E3's opening. That FFXIII blow was pretty hardcore. As for Nintendo, I fully expect them to bring the goods. The add-on already had my tiny gamer brain buzzing. I haven't been anticipating it very much, so anything should light me up at this point--no room for disappointment.

Enough for now.
-A

Wolfstar Shippers:

I love you, but guys, I'm sorry, Remus/Sirius is not canon.

I like the ship. If well-written, I can read it and enjoy it.

But the whole trying-to-convince-the-world-it's canon thing? Stop. I know, I can't disprove it, but you certainly can't give me any solid evidence, so don't be bitching when JKR gives Remus an actual, canon-certifiable love interest. Lord.

Tonks!Hate makes Amy angry.


ALSO: Sony is run by fucktards. What's new.

Just days after announcing a 100 dollar price cut, they decide to phase out the 100-dollars-less system by the end of the month.

Riiiiiiight. You do that.
(*nintendoFangirlGrinOfTriumphAndBemusement*)

--A

Back home. So far, so tolerable. My two and 1/2 friends here are making me feel like quite the Popular Pollyanna. You know me--always in high demand.


So... what a SHOCKER before leaving! My 2/3 single-to-not-single ratio got cut down signficantly. I was incredibly surprised--and I say that without any kind of egotistical implications. Like... wow. Just "wow." Boo'd up out of NOWHERE. I was mildly distressed... mostly just confused. Just goes to prove that I am *awful* at reading men.

Boys. Pshh. Who needs them. Right? Right? Am I right, ladies? What I think: I need to grow up and stop acting like a freaking twelve-year-old. "Shoe boy?" I mean, COME ON.


TOPIC CHANGE: I played Zelda for nearly four hours last night. I think that marks signs of mental problems. It's barely been a day since I've been back and I'm already getting that awful, useless feeling from sitting around and accomplishing nothing. I think that must be kind of sickness... absolute lethargy. Urgh. I feel the depression setting in already.


In return for an early Christmas gift (or my interpretation of one), I decided to write a poem/song. Does it count as a song if it had a pretty little melody going with it while I was writing? I'm going to guess "no."

Prescribe Me a Crash Landing (Water-Logged Runway)

When she smiles,
You don't feel happy.
When she's gone,
You know you'll get by.
When the phone rings non-stop every night
And you can't remember why she's crying,
You know that love
Takes a hell lot more than time.

When she laughs,
You don't know the reason.
When she's mentioned,
You don't hear her name.
When the comfort she gives you starts to wear thin
And numbness of feeling starts to set in,
You know that love
Doesn't always stay the same.

I hope you've learned how to feel
When it's over.
Let the words fall down
To you sides.
No heartbeat can save her,
You got what you paid for;
It's over.
I hope you've learned how to feel
When love dies.

When the songs
Start to change meaning.
When the darkness
Doesn't seem wrong.
When your hands itch for what is close at hand
And that fire ignites in your stomach again,
You know that love
Has strength to move on.

I hope you've learned how to feel
When it's over.
Let the words fall down
To you sides.
No heartbeat can save her,
You got what you paid for;
It's over.
I hope you've learned how to feel
When love dies.

I hope you've learned how to feel
With palms outstretched.
Could I make it more obvious,
Make it more obvious?
Collide,
Like an ocean
And the fiery plane
Crashing down.

I hope you've learned how to feel
When it's over.
Let the words fall down
To you sides.
No heartbeat can save her,
You got what you paid for;
It's over.
I hope you've learned how to feel
When love dies.

I hope you've learned how to feel
When it's over.
Let your wings fall down
From the skies.
No heartbeat can save her,
You got what you paid for;
It's over.
You'd better still know how to swim
When love flies.


Almost Christmas! Enjoy yourselves, people, it's the happiest time of the year. Get your sleep, live your life, and be a geek.

Dontcha wanna dance? Say you wanna dance. Dontcha wanna dance?
Dontcha wanna dance? Say you wanna dance. Dontcha wanna dance?
Dontcha wanna dance? Say you wanna dance, uh huh,
With somebody who loves me!
Amentina202

P.S. -- new icon makes me want to die. *sigh*

It's so. Cold. Outside.

I really dislike cold weather. My body isn't suited for it in the least. Maybe if I didn't have the physical structure of a Holocaust survivor, I'd be able to enjoy myself a bit more. Blech. Winter.

I haven't posted on here in awhile... I guess I've been having too much fun with myself. My Wii = LOVE. It is my baby. I'm about thirty hours into Zelda right now, but I've still got quite a ways to go. I'm a PRO in Wii Sports bowling, and I'm getting very close to becomig one in tennis. Basically, the Wii owns. Not to mention, the sexual innuendos amuse me like the twelve-year-old I am. Ahh... fun times, kids.

It's amazing how many new people I've met in just the past week.... I've got an entire new group of kids to hang out with. College is so fantastic... nothing beats being here. I'm going to die over break. F***ing Kentuckians.

I had an awful dream last night... I met someone that I despise because of certain--er--circumstances, even though I don't exactly know anything about that person. It was awkward and horrifying. I can't imagine what that would be like in real life, especially if it was just us three. To see someone do everything I can't do... touch... and... *cringe* There's no way I would be able to tolerate it. Sometimes I wonder how transparent I am about that entire... situation. I made a very obvious gesture/comment last night around some out-of-the-loop friends--I truly wonder how many people picked up on it. Unfortunately, the one person who shouldn't know about any of what I'm feeling might be the only person who truly sympathizes with me... sometimes I feel like I'm being protected from information that would undoubtedly upset me. I don't know how to say "thank you" for that... how to say "you are an amazing friend" without saying "I want you, you know that don't you?" Blech. Awkwardness. Awkwardness should always be averted.

Today I'm heading off on a mini roadtrip with my friend Meghan... it should be exhillerating! WHOOP. As long as I can stay warm...

Keep [warm] mah babies!
Love,
Ames

YAY for everything.

Well... except for losing my All Card again... *facedesk* I swear, I'm going to have to start locking things up. If I lose one more item, I think my mind may explode from frustration. Why am I so scatterbrained? Why can't I just hold on to my shit? I don't understand.

But YAY for everything!

This has been such a great week, even with work coming out my ears. Of course... anything was good compared to last week... urgh. Maybe it's that TV is back. Maybe it's that my friends are amazing. Maybe it's because my body likes me right now. Whatever it is, I certainly do need it.

I would like to thank Dashboard Confessional for providing beautiful, angst-ridden songs for the soundtrack of my life. Hands down, this is the best day I can ever remember, always remember... *le sigh* It really is a vocal orgasm. And Chris Carrabba is pretty.

This is a random thought, but I do love the student masses here. I'm not an especially enthusiastic Catholic... but wow. People SING. It's like... I don't even know why it matters so much... but it makes SUCH a difference. My friend Meghan and I say we're going to do the choir every week. We still have yet to go. I miss that kind of stuff. It's been years since I've REALLY sang and my voice isn't nearly what it used to be... but I'm still drawn to it like a magnet. I need to get on that.

Seventeen--wait--sixteen days. I wish I could pull a Cartman... two weeks is unbearable. I'm SUCH a loser. Haha, I just can't help it... the new Twilight Princess videos made me giddy for about half an hour. I haven't forgotten what Ocarina did to me as an impressionable fifth-grader... I'm pretty sure this game is going to turn me back into a ten-year-old.

Borat tomorrow! The more I see of it, the better it looks... hopefully it's worth the price of admission. I'm also attending the "wedding" reception of my friends Robert and Dan... HAHAHA. Oh God, it's going to be a riot.


And as for me,
I wish that I was anywhere,
With anyone,
Making out.

Your hair is everywhere,
Screaming infedelities
And taking its wear.

-AMW