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spookyeviloneI bought an xbox 360. Circuit City is going out of business and I got the Arcade for $100. I bought Dead Rising and Silent Hill: Homecoming.
Dead Rising is disappointing as hell. It does not thrill me.
Silent Hill, on the other hand, makes me geeky with fangirl glee. I've finally gotten to the point in the game where I'm actually IN Silent Hill. Yay!
I spent my Valentine's Day killing zombies and other creatures of the dark. Today, That Guy and I went out for dinner and to a bookstore. All in all, a good weekend.
Peaches laid her first two eggs yesterday. They are small and cute and I may make cookies with them. My incubator is full of a friend's hatching eggs. Which I need to candle tonight to see which are good and which aren't. I have a huge tupperware tote full of baby chickens in my library and an even bigger dog kennel with a MONSTER chicken in my livingroom. Jersey Giants have an adequate name. She's a sweetie, though, and wants to be a lap chicken. I don't argue with birds who have talons the length of my little finger.
I have the radio noise in Silent Hill down in volume because the hissy screechy gives me a migraine. Apparently Lilah can hear it and starts clucking a warning. When I smite the beasties, she chuckles. It's hysterical.
-Spooky
Dead Rising is disappointing as hell. It does not thrill me.
Silent Hill, on the other hand, makes me geeky with fangirl glee. I've finally gotten to the point in the game where I'm actually IN Silent Hill. Yay!
I spent my Valentine's Day killing zombies and other creatures of the dark. Today, That Guy and I went out for dinner and to a bookstore. All in all, a good weekend.
Peaches laid her first two eggs yesterday. They are small and cute and I may make cookies with them. My incubator is full of a friend's hatching eggs. Which I need to candle tonight to see which are good and which aren't. I have a huge tupperware tote full of baby chickens in my library and an even bigger dog kennel with a MONSTER chicken in my livingroom. Jersey Giants have an adequate name. She's a sweetie, though, and wants to be a lap chicken. I don't argue with birds who have talons the length of my little finger.
I have the radio noise in Silent Hill down in volume because the hissy screechy gives me a migraine. Apparently Lilah can hear it and starts clucking a warning. When I smite the beasties, she chuckles. It's hysterical.
-Spooky