Magical Cyborg Dragon
I wish I could write without my hands. My brain just wants to go so much faster. Alas, I am not a cyborg yet, and I cannot connect a computer straight to my mind.
I started playing Grandia II. It is such a classy game! To those of you who do play games of the video persuasion, I invite you to obtain a Dreamcast along with Grandia II. To those of you who do not play games of the video persuasion, I invite you to broaden your horizons. Now, you may retort by saying something like, "Video-games are such a waste of time." I retort by saying watching TV is a waste of time, rooting for sports teams is a waste of time, obsessing about your clothing is a waste of time, trying to control your life is a waste of time, and so much other crap is — or at least could be considered — a waste of time.
If we're going to be factual — which, sadly, tends to be uncommon — one should do all things to the glory of God. Video games may also be done to the glory of God — the same way one may play frisbee, dance the merengue, dress up like a pirate on Halloween, etc. There is so much more freedom than we allow. I'm such a goober. I trap myself a lot. It's wearing off slowly. Fluoxetine helps. Read God's Word – the whole thing.
Werbel: I'm kind of tired of him. He's not a robot. He's not magical. He doesn't wear plate mail. He has a little bit of skill with a sword, but it's nothing too fantastic. I've been considering whipping in some magic, but it really doesn't belong: my heart has not included magic the whole time. Even so, my mind wants it. Blah blah blah. I just gotta finish dat crap and move on to cyborgs, magic, dragon, or something like that.
I don't feel like waking up tomorrow right now. I also don't feel like sleeping right now. I feel like playing Grandia II some more only because Megan is not here to cuddle. I heard a noise at the door! I think it's just the neighbor though. Too bad.
Books books books. Words words words. Shut up. Or something.
Grandia II has my name all over it right now, so go eat a bowl of cereal and take a nap.
I started playing Grandia II. It is such a classy game! To those of you who do play games of the video persuasion, I invite you to obtain a Dreamcast along with Grandia II. To those of you who do not play games of the video persuasion, I invite you to broaden your horizons. Now, you may retort by saying something like, "Video-games are such a waste of time." I retort by saying watching TV is a waste of time, rooting for sports teams is a waste of time, obsessing about your clothing is a waste of time, trying to control your life is a waste of time, and so much other crap is — or at least could be considered — a waste of time.
If we're going to be factual — which, sadly, tends to be uncommon — one should do all things to the glory of God. Video games may also be done to the glory of God — the same way one may play frisbee, dance the merengue, dress up like a pirate on Halloween, etc. There is so much more freedom than we allow. I'm such a goober. I trap myself a lot. It's wearing off slowly. Fluoxetine helps. Read God's Word – the whole thing.
Werbel: I'm kind of tired of him. He's not a robot. He's not magical. He doesn't wear plate mail. He has a little bit of skill with a sword, but it's nothing too fantastic. I've been considering whipping in some magic, but it really doesn't belong: my heart has not included magic the whole time. Even so, my mind wants it. Blah blah blah. I just gotta finish dat crap and move on to cyborgs, magic, dragon, or something like that.
I don't feel like waking up tomorrow right now. I also don't feel like sleeping right now. I feel like playing Grandia II some more only because Megan is not here to cuddle. I heard a noise at the door! I think it's just the neighbor though. Too bad.
Books books books. Words words words. Shut up. Or something.
Grandia II has my name all over it right now, so go eat a bowl of cereal and take a nap.
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