episode 2.903-War is Pixelated Hell

it's 5:31 AM...mom and dad are now awake, walking up and down the stairs, while i hide in my room on my laptop. god damn this thing rules. a laptop i can play video games with other kids in the world on in my bed... talk about sweet.

Day of Defeat is my new fetish. I used to play it on my old computer, and the only level that wouldn't lag like hell was Omaha. Now, I can play any level i want (with amazing graphics) and do it while lying in my bed.

Even better, i made a new friend the other night. Polizei_Fo_Sheezy was his name, and he was a mighty fine soldier. We had a ball together, killing the krauts, capturing flags, laughing whenever i blew him up with my nade (thats war jargon for Grenade) accidentally...like a real soldier buddy in WWII...what an experience. and you dont think video gaming is realistic? just the other day i had real life soldier trauma. i was clearing an apartment in Avalanche, and I saw this kraut in a corner trying to take guys out..he was a little lost, perhaps scared, i could tell he was a newbie, afraid to make any real commitments to battle. Well, i couldn't just leave him there, for he might shoot me in the back as i walk by, so i fired a round into his face, ending his round on the map for the next 9 seconds. but boy did i feel bad. his pitiful little body cowering in the corner, hoping for some easy kills. tsk tsk. they're just boys! boys i tell you!

























(that's me..the cool one, smoking the cigarette. then of course the uncool one, the kraut, with no cigarette...no wonder we won the war.)

reBoot//..system check...//

back. 2 years later. different?

//fuck yes.

same dirty mouth. hopefully not a new way of writing...//

January 1st. 2007. New Year Resolution: "Write more, shoot more." if only i was referring to lead deer slugs, i'd already be halfway to self gratification. but no...//

i was perusing this very blog recently and realized how much damn fun it is. left here to do a little stint with MSN Spaces...that didn't last long...it's very likely this one won't last long either. i tell myself it will last because it's a resolution...but i lie to myself all the time.

i'm going to keep all my old posts, mainly because i think they're pretty funny. +, they're a good nostalgic look as how my life used to be. sometimes i wonder if thinking of the past a lot means you're not enjoying the present.// but then i think, "no, it's because you've had such a fucking awesome past it deserves to be thought about." i can agree with that. i mean, i even think of the stuff that i would never want my life to be, and i still enjoy it. i find that to be a very good spot for me to be in.

i'll be giving this out...it's more fun to write for an audience. hopefully i won't watch what i say...//meh.

//end: steve pappin