It’s the most bizarre thing. Monday, I was horribly ill and couldn’t stop spilling my guts into the toilet, and, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t bring myself to play anything. It’s the worst feeling! Here I am with all the time in the world, and I can’t use it finish up those Speed Runs in Mirror’s Edge, complete that damn LittleBigPlanet level, finish up those Kombo Challenges in Mortal Kombat Vs. DC Universe, dick around in Metal Gear Online, or even just play some dudes in Super Smash Bros. Melee (that’s all we have up here at school).

So many choices, all of which I’m dying to make, I just can’t get myself to do it. It feels like a wall is up in front of me, like some sort of physical or metaphysical barrier is telling my body that I wouldn’t be able to handle the stimulation resulting from video games. No! That can’t be! I can always handle video games. I’m a man. It’s gotta’ be some psychological thing, like I’m worried about getting the controllers all nasty. I don’t know.

The worst part of all this is that I’m not going to have that kind of time to play again for another couple of days, so it’s really grinding into me. Oh well, at least I got to see some cool movies.

This shit is balla'

I’m actually still a bit ill. I’m getting a bit exhausted just writing this. What a little baby I am.

Are you guys and girls better than me? Can you work up the nerve to play the vidya?