than actually sit down and do some work. You see, when i extract a portion of the day and tell myself i'm going to draw and typewrite and photoshop, i only ever end up playing nintendo wii. if you too own one, you will vouch for how fucken addictive they are. it's not just because of the uber-cool motion sensitive shit. oh no. if you have held but one conversation with me, five minutes will not pass with the excitable mutter of three words: Super Smash Bros.
After being introduced to the classic n64 version on a crispy winter's afternoon at college, jamming outside geo's ground floor flat with his outward opening window providing invaluable cover for television and console (teetering artistically on his windowsill) as well as the four hysterical contenders, i waited for the release date of SSB Brawl. And waited. The suspense was wearing me down like being repeatedly punched by Kirby, the little pink bastid. Now i have it and my life is complete.
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