urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ejaculaterazors ejaculaterazors wraith85_m@hotmail.com ejaculaterazors 2038-01-19T03:14:07Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ejaculaterazors:11365 2038-01-19T03:14:07Z 2038-01-19T03:14:07Z Wicked Pussycat (a tribute) Hey all, definitely a very long time...<br /><br />What could have prompted this unexpected post? Perhaps it was wanting to talk about holiday. Perhaps it was guilt at my neglect of you all. Well, it was neither of these. I'm sulking. Having found a copy of resident evil 3 (or resident evil 2.5 as those in the know like to call it) I have been enjoying a trip to childhood and really getting into it again. 'Isn't this easy?' I joked, dodging round a zombie. 'How did I find this hard?' I chortled, neatly blowing another's head off with a shotgun. I didn't show the game enough respect, and made the cardinal error when nemesis is knocking about. I ran into a room with one exit. It is a safe room, so he can't get in (thank god), but now the vicious sod is waiting outside with his glowy hand moved poised. Every time I leave the room I don't get far before he runs up, picks me up and promptly caves in my skull with pixellated precision. Bastard. Eight deaths and reloads later and I'm not playing with him any more. He cheats.<br /><br />Ahem. Anyway, enough juvenile behavour from me for one night I think. Hi to everyone if that got lost amidst the whinge.<br /><br />I'm off to go and do something useful, like sort through my holiday photos.<br /><br />Byeeeeeeeee!<br /><br />PS RIP Carrie - you were vicious and skulky, but we still loved you (a big softy really).