Hunting in the Dark

We acquire a new game today. Well, new being a relative term. It's been around for a while, but it's new to us anyways. Predator Vs. Alien. It's got the whole doom/quake thing going using both the keyboard and the mouse about the same. Honestly it makes me rather sick. Since I wasn't...able to leave this afternoon/evening I decided to play it. I was a predator. It's fun. I enjoy it. I like hunting humans better than aliens. Aliens make me jump a mile and a half when I'm not expecting them. Being a marine is just plain stressful, to the point I am now jumpy. Very jumpy. Even jumping at shadows RL. It's a stupid game, why it's bothering me I don't know. Yes even I get jumpy. Those who know me best can testify to that. No more silly game after dark I think.

I would like to note that I finally made more than one entry in a week. About time huh? Now if only I can get around to finish building my castle and I would be laughing. Or at least feel like I've accomplished SOMETHING.

My love is sick. I hate it when he's sick, I worry, espacially if I can't be there to serve him soup and pop the whole time. If only I could get him to get some actual sleep. Hopefully now that today is over he will be able to get more sleep. He needs it. I of course am sick as well. I am trying to hide it, but it's beginning to leak out...quite litterally. Stupid nose...Gonna need ANOTHER box of kleenex. *Grumble, grumble, cuss, curse*

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