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The sky was full of heat lightning tonight, and the swamp smells like honeysuckle and rotting debris. It's actually surprisingly pleasant; the trees and the water do make things a bit cooler, which is a godsend given how horribly, disgustingly hot and humid it was today.
I realize now that I've been living here for over a year, and my parents have been here for over two years, and I still haven't taken any pictures of the swamp. (My father insists it's a wood. It isn't. This is central New Jersey- it's a friggin' swamp.) Maybe if it's less deadly outside tomorrow I'll go for a wander with my camera- or I'll wait until the weekend, and go out in the early morning.
Watching an episode of Franklin and Bash right now, because smarmy lawyer shows are a particular weakness of mine. Kind of full of mental illness fail and little bits of racefail, and sexism everywhere but. Smarmy lawyer shows. We'll see how long this one entertains me before I have to stop watching it. *misses Boston Legal*
I've mostly been filling my free time with Dragon Age lately- started a whole slew of new games in Origins so I could collect all the different origin story achievements, and I'll do the same in Awakening at some point, too. Right now I'm actually playing through an elf mage game and generally being a manipulative bastard- which hilariously means my entire party adores me even though my PC is just using most of them for sex.
My first Warden was a female dwarf noble who spends a lot of time secretly nursing a broken heart when not granting people an audience with her fists. I'm a little bit in love with her, and it's been difficult to resist the urge to write reams of fanfic about her being badass and sexy and solving everyone's problems. (Or fic of all the incredibly self indulgent moments post-Awakening where she hangs out with Anders and Ser Pounce-a-Lot on the Vigil battlements and they drink and trade stories about their past sexual conquests while she tries not to feel depressed about how much he reminds her of some sort of sparkly cross between Alistair and Zevran.)
I've also been immersing myself in DA2 fandom, which feels a little like I'm cheating on Assassin's Creed- they have such a lovely, shiny, well moderated kinkmeme. I'm jealous. (I could bitch about the AC kinkmeme forever. I don't, because it would be petty, but I totally could. Forever.) I have all kinds of Thoughts about DA2, although most of them boil down to ASDJSLKDFS ANDERS *anguish hands* plus a little bit of *starry eyes* over Fenris and Merrill and Isabela and Varric. Bioware does such a fantastic job with characters, even if DA2 is like a cardboard cutout of DA:O in terms of character development and world building. Unlike Origins, however, DA2 actually has a plot; I find myself loving both games dearly, but for very different reasons, and I'm tremendously excited to see what else happens in the series.
In the meantime, I'll keep replaying Origins while I wait for PSN to get it's shit together. I need to download The Exiled Prince and harass Sebastian and get on with my aggressive mage playthrough in DA2 eventually.
I realize now that I've been living here for over a year, and my parents have been here for over two years, and I still haven't taken any pictures of the swamp. (My father insists it's a wood. It isn't. This is central New Jersey- it's a friggin' swamp.) Maybe if it's less deadly outside tomorrow I'll go for a wander with my camera- or I'll wait until the weekend, and go out in the early morning.
Watching an episode of Franklin and Bash right now, because smarmy lawyer shows are a particular weakness of mine. Kind of full of mental illness fail and little bits of racefail, and sexism everywhere but. Smarmy lawyer shows. We'll see how long this one entertains me before I have to stop watching it. *misses Boston Legal*
I've mostly been filling my free time with Dragon Age lately- started a whole slew of new games in Origins so I could collect all the different origin story achievements, and I'll do the same in Awakening at some point, too. Right now I'm actually playing through an elf mage game and generally being a manipulative bastard- which hilariously means my entire party adores me even though my PC is just using most of them for sex.
My first Warden was a female dwarf noble who spends a lot of time secretly nursing a broken heart when not granting people an audience with her fists. I'm a little bit in love with her, and it's been difficult to resist the urge to write reams of fanfic about her being badass and sexy and solving everyone's problems. (Or fic of all the incredibly self indulgent moments post-Awakening where she hangs out with Anders and Ser Pounce-a-Lot on the Vigil battlements and they drink and trade stories about their past sexual conquests while she tries not to feel depressed about how much he reminds her of some sort of sparkly cross between Alistair and Zevran.)
I've also been immersing myself in DA2 fandom, which feels a little like I'm cheating on Assassin's Creed- they have such a lovely, shiny, well moderated kinkmeme. I'm jealous. (I could bitch about the AC kinkmeme forever. I don't, because it would be petty, but I totally could. Forever.) I have all kinds of Thoughts about DA2, although most of them boil down to ASDJSLKDFS ANDERS *anguish hands* plus a little bit of *starry eyes* over Fenris and Merrill and Isabela and Varric. Bioware does such a fantastic job with characters, even if DA2 is like a cardboard cutout of DA:O in terms of character development and world building. Unlike Origins, however, DA2 actually has a plot; I find myself loving both games dearly, but for very different reasons, and I'm tremendously excited to see what else happens in the series.
In the meantime, I'll keep replaying Origins while I wait for PSN to get it's shit together. I need to download The Exiled Prince and harass Sebastian and get on with my aggressive mage playthrough in DA2 eventually.
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