okay, first off. i got a bugbite on my fucking trapezium carpal, & it is itching like bloody crazy. like a ferret down the queen's knickers! i keep putting iced beverages against it to soothe the agony of it, but no luck. which brings up the point-- i'm very much an example of the adage of boys who will tough guy whenever they get really hurt, but paper cut or common cold? curl up & whimper. or in this case, mosquito bite. maybe i have west nile (again).

in other news, i'm slowly getting better at resident evil four (4). everyone wanted to tell me that i should "tough it out" & learn the game logic, & i suppose it is true. i just hate games where i have to die all the time to learn anything. it isn't that crazy past the point i was stuck at. i ended up cheating? & looking online for what i was supposed to do. it turns out, i was just supposed to survive for an invisible unit of time. i kept trial & erroring things, like "what if i push this bookcase in front of the door?" or "what if i use the grenade on a baghead?" to no effect. after that, it was smoother sailing; it was just that big clusterbomb of evil zombie spainyards that was hassling me.

i drink coffee in the shower. i drink it through a straw. i wonder about shower habits sometimes, you know? you hear tidbits from people-- "oh, i killed my ipod listening to it in the shower" & "those empty beer bottles in my shampoo rack? you mean you have never had a cold brew in the shower?" which as to the latter, yes. yes i have. i didn't dither around on the internet this morning so that i could shave in the shower. my (cheap) shaving mirror won't reliably stick to the wall, & i am sick of hearing it clatter to the floor of the tub in the middle of the night, so i have been shaving by holding it in my hand. it works fine. i also use a loofah!

this morning i kind of went overboard at the deli. i wanted to make sure i had plenty of vitamin c for the long haul, so i got a couple, & i got a bagel with cream cheese & tomato because i'm slowly working on bringing tomatoes into my diet, & while i was at it i was like, "lets go for it, team mordicai!" & got an iced coffee too. this is a true story about the time i went to the deli on the day of july (the month of julius ceasar) seventeenth (17th) in the two-thousand & eighth year of the common era (2008 ce, because that is how i roll, ya heard).

oh, & this post about white wolf getting namechecked for the werewolf/vampire rivalry concept made me think about underworld. right, they had that lawsuit? & i never found out what happened with that-- white wolf went silent, which probably means they settled out of court, right? still, i like that movie alright; beckinsale all dropping off buildings & being hot & shooting dudes & whatever. it has some moments. it isn't any good, but it is watchable. it does really bother me that it is clearly based on a terrible, terrible vampire: the masquerade game. the "abomination" campaign, which all awful gamers play through. i never did, point of pride! i try to give some credit for the asleep/asleep/awake trinity of elders, which i thought was very clever, & that the invictus book made really interesting. also, that guy kevin grevioux? he's the big, muscled, black lycan guy with the super deep voice? there is a great moment in the dvd extras where he's in his furry vest costume & he's all (in his ridiculously deep voice) "well, i have my masters in microbiology..." & you realize he's one of the script writers & you're like "aw. it is your goofy campaign!"