Game text: “Sacrifice personal pride to play this card”
Re: my earlier whine about collectible games…
Just played two games of ./Hack//Enemy with one of my co-workers over lunch. I lost them both, but I didn’t humiliate myself. Even he admitted that I just got some bad card draws. So now I feel better.
I need to see if we have some spare Marvel Hero Clix, he wants to play some games of that. If not, I’ll buy some next week.
The visible parts of the letters read *what*?
Discovered last night the hard way that certain fansubs are built on computer to be viewed on computer – in other words, the subtitlers added the dialogue to the very bottom of the video image, an area which doesn’t completely display on many tube-type TV sets. Growl.
The most noticeable downside of this new job is that I have plenty to do simply keeping people’s computers running, and am not involved in the game creation process at all. The conversations I hear while doing yet another re-install sound so interesting, too! But then, I probably get paid more than the entry-level creative people. Oh well.
Downtown Norfolk is quite toasty today – at least the second floor air-conditioning is finally up to snuff this afternoon.
Driving home every day, I drive past the Holiday Inn where they held a lot of Sci-Cons and at least one KatsuCon that I know of. Ahhh, memories.
Got home a lot quicker today, since my car was where I left it.
Today I met the art department, who gave me a nice welcome seeing as they’ll only see me when something’s wrong. Of course, I’ll be coming to fix it, so I guess I would be a welcome sight.
The mall a block away from work (where I park) is huge, four floors. I am trying to avoid going there because I don’t want to spend money, and don’t want to wish I could spend money.
That’s all for right now.
Dude, Where’s… oh, you know.
it’s about a 10-minute walk from work to the parking spot. Good exercise, unless it’s raining. But when I walked back to the parking garage today, my car was completely gone. I looked for it for 30 minutes of ever-increasing panic.
Turns out that this place has two completely identical parking garages. I was in the wrong one. Grrrr.
Anyway, the people at Decipher are very nice, and I’m thinking I’ll do fine there. Though I don’t have my own office, my desk is in an isolated corner, which felt a little weird – I’ve never worked that far away from co-workers before.
I’m pooped. Probably go to bed before too long.
dot/Hack//Chocobo
The registration / software update process to get Final Fantasy XI Online running took 2 hours last night. We were afraid no one was going to wait for us, and I don’t want to look at another License Agreement screen for a long time – there must have been a dozen of them.
The dot/Hack PS2 game begins with the player registering for a (simulated) online RPG, going to meet the friend who got them to play, trying some simple actions and battles with that friend, then being attacked by a mysterious force hiding in the game which puts said friend in a coma.
Last night raininva registered for an online RPG, went to meet kittenchan, and tried some simple actions and battles with with her help. Rain and I both couldn’t help thinking, “If Skeith attacks now, vond will never forgive us.”
I am clearing the personal effects from my desk and this machine’s hard drive, on my last day of work here. Everyone’s saying how much they’ll miss me, and meaning it, which is nice. I’m just refusing to think too much about all this change; it’ll probably hit me hard Sunday night. Monday morning, hello Decipher!
