As I write this late-in-the-day blog post, I have come to realize that I am a video game nazi.
The Roommate is playing my XBox with his hard drive and while I really want to play my game, I know I have to be patient and let him have his turn. (Long story short – his XBox died and so he’s been using his hard drive on my system. XBox is fabulous that way.)
I could spazz out and demand that I be able to play, but I won’t. I’m not a “Sit and Watch” kind of person. Nor do I like people telling me how to play my game. Kyle bought me UFC Undisputed 2010 as a late birthday present (Manly, I know, but I love the UFC) and it’s taking me a while to learn everything. Kyle and Roommate have been suggesting how to train, etc., but I’d rather just figure it out myself. Nazi? Maybe. Control freak? Definitely.
Taking a break is probably good for me actually. When I lose I get frustrated, and I really don’t think I could afford to buy a new controller. (Yeah, I throw them when I’m mad. Bad idea.)
On a completely different note, there is a magpie nest just outside my bathroom/bedroom window and the Momma bird is doing a very good job waking me up every morning. Oh the joys of spring.
On another different note, I keep thinking today is Wednesday. Boo.