Crime Is Monotonous.
For any folks who're moving, I'm on dreamwidth under cu-sith.
Plastic Man clasping his hands together in joy.
I wrote an article about how a lot of game characters are becoming so butch it's almost cartoonish.

Gamerdudes are now screaming that I'm a jealous scrawny guy who just can't deal with the fact that he's not muscular.

My extremely feminine name shows up THREE TIMES on that article page. Insecure gamer boys, you crack me up.
Two green six-sided dice, both showing sixes and the words 'Flock and Roll'
In honour of completing Skyrim's Thieves Guild questline, I have composed a haiku:

You retconned Dwarves
into slave-owning sadists?
Fuck all you fuckers.
Plastic Man clasping his hands together in joy.
I never actually posted this video of Caro Emerald, and the world can always do with more videos of smoking hot chubby femmes:

Two green six-sided dice, both showing sixes and the words 'Flock and Roll'
OUCH.

I'm definitely going to be saying this when I review it, so here's a heads up for anyone considering buy Skyrim for the PC:

Be careful if you have any problems with migraines or similar problems. In a lot of ways it's a really lazy console port, and everything's just that little bit too close to the screen in a way that can be very painful.

So yeah. Mild vertigo, nausea and a headache after a short playing time. Not fun.

wubbles

Nov. 19th, 2011 08:22 am
Plastic Man clasping his hands together in joy.
Adorable baby hedgehog. Equally adorable dude giving it a bath.



Who doesn't love a tattoo-covered softie?
Boys Girls Strap-Ons
...Somehow I suspect that whoever chose 'it's time to strap it on' as the Saints Row 3 tagline was unaware of a certain slang term.
Gleeful Scud
The only set of headphones in the flat have just decided to decline working in the upright position. They also reject the concept of stereo.

Translation: I'm sitting here holding an upside-down headset onto my ears and only the left speaker works.
Helen Sappho Ninon
Joseph Bruchac - Birdfoot's Grampa

The old man
must have stopped our car
two dozen times to climb out
and gather into his hands
the small toads blinded
by our lights and leaping,
live drops of rain.

The rain was falling,
a mist about his white hair
and I kept saying
you can't save them all,
accept it, get back in
we've got places to go.

But, leathery hands full
of wet brown life,
knee deep in the summer
roadside grass,
he just smiled and said
they have places to go to
too.
Defector
I am now adding everyone and their goddamn dog on Twitter (who I can find). I don't even want the thing.

So, yeah. If an unfamiliar name follows you, it's probably me. My real life initials are M.H.
Crime Is Monotonous.
Non-fiction is the fucking devil.
Bobby Disapproves
Bethesda have been thoroughly denied a preliminary injunction against Interplay. Which is good, but I want to know where this court case is going to go. Hurry up the fuck up, lawyers!
Helen Sappho Ninon
Phillip Lopate - We who are

we who are
your closest friends
feel the time
has come to tell you
that every Thursday
we have been meeting
as a group
to devise ways
to keep you
in perpetual uncertainty
frustration
discontent and
torture
by neither loving you
as much as you want
nor cutting you adrift

your analyst is in on it )
Plastic Man clasping his hands together in joy.
"I'm a gay archaelogist, this is going to be a hard sell." is a very cruel thing to say to a street preacher..
Plastic Man clasping his hands together in joy.
In my headcanon, Six's clothes are the Gallifreyan equivalent of glam-rock.

I don't care of this has no resemblance to continuity whatsoever.
Counterfeit Lesbian
There is something profoundly amusing about the way some gay men will explain to you how they like, y'know, men (who are men and masculine, like men), while clearly making eyes at the femme in eyeliner.

Frequently while also being a femme in eyeliner.

(The less humorous version is the lily-white queermo explaining how he could never date someone who wasn't white, while slavering after the gorgeous mixed-race guy.)
Plastic Man clasping his hands together in joy.
I whined about the difficulty involved in getting to my brother's wedding, but I never said how it went! I'm sure you've all been all the edge of your seats.

The first thing I said to my brother was "What the fuck have you done to your hair?" as he had decided to cut his rather lovely shoulder-length curls into something that resembled a bristle brush. It was not a good look.

He got married back on the 2nd in a pretty little tourist trap called Alfriston. Partway through the vows I swear he almost forgot his middle names, and when they sat down after them the bride and groom highfived for the sheer joy of not having fucked it up.

It turns out that when practicing your dancing for the 'married couple get first dance' thing, you may want to do so in a room larger than a shoebox, as it will otherwise result in an extremely tiny (but adorable) shuffle on a suddenly over-sized dancefloor. My brother looked like a miniature fifties greaser in a suit.

The whole wedding was acorn themed, which was very soppy. I gave him a DVD of the film he and his new wife went to see on their first date. And a lemon reamer, because it was on their gift list and was a tenners worth of mocking jokes for £2.50.

Despite the cost, the appalling stress of getting there and the fact that I became ill on the 30th - and subsequently developed a fever partway through Sunday (the 2nd) evening) - I'm glad I went. He was so delighted to be getting married and it would've devastated him if his baby sister hadn't been there to see.

There was a potential diplomatic incident when pictures were being taken and it was time for the groom's family to stand with the saccharine couple. I walked over with my brother and his wife, listening to them try to work out where the hell my parents could be positioned. It was quickly decided that a mere four people between them would not be sufficient and two separate photos were taken. Shortly after he was tactfully encouraged to leave by my brother.

My sister seems to have found herself a very kind, gentle boyfriend, which is good. He is permitted to continue dating her.
Boys Girls Strap-Ons
The problem with owning too many sex toys is that sometimes you have to stop scrolling idly through porny pictures in order to pause, blink and exclaim "Hey, she's got my cock!".
Bobby Disapproves
Holy shit, Bethesda have come out and said that the lawsuit against Mojang isn't voluntary - it's being forced by their parent company Zenimax.

Zenimax's own company is turning on them and saying publically that they don't want to be doing this. That's not something I really expected. If they're the driving force behind trying to sue Interplay, though, then Bethesda is still on my shitlist because what's been being pulled there is seriously dodgy-looking.
Plastic Man clasping his hands together in joy.
Early 70s glamrock: When dressing like the fourth Doctor was cool.

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