Monday Morning Commute: Shooting Terrorists, and Headphones


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Welcome to the suck! I am willing to trade in Bostonian pride these days for a warmer climate. If I have to clean off my car one more time, I’m going to lose my mind. I never understood why my parents hated the snow when I was going up. You see, snow back in the day just meant snow days. While my parents had to shovel out their cars and endure the elements, I just sat inside eating Chez-Its and playing fucking Toe Jam & Earl. Now I understand all too well. It is a barren wasteland this time of the year. Get me the fuck out!

Starting school in Boston in a couple of weeks from now is going to be glorious. I’m going to have chapped lips and rosy cheeks.

Monday Morning Commute. Every Monday I’m going to detail the various things I’m either currently or will be watching, reading, playing, and listening to in the next seven days. It’s Monday. You’ve got a long week of school, work, or compulsive masturbation to get through. Tell me the arts that you’re indulging in, to stave off suicide.

A legit scrum!
Playing / Final Fantasy XIII Demo, PS3

I’m not really playing the demo yet, but I want to! My friend Kate, who co-owns a message board with me, has mailed me her copy of the Japanese Final Fantasy XIII demo. The only problem is that it appears to be coming from Canada via carrier pigeon. Or cart and donkey. Whatever the case is, I’ve been staring at my mail box all day for the last couple of weeks.

My frothing demand for FFXIII has been steadily increasing with every week that passes. The closer I get to the actual release, the closer I’m getting to literal release. See what I did there? I’m putting behind my begrudging skepticism towards the game’s linearity and just getting ready to rock.

I still have a god damn shit load of games that I am sludging through, and I’m about to have an anxiety attack over the enormity of my back log. Ratchet and Clank, Assassin’s Creed II, Borderlands, please shut the fuck up. I’ll get to you. Around June.

Listening / Wale, Attention Deficit

Nothing really special going on in my music rotation right now. I’ve been jamming out to the Wale album. Not crazy about it. Sort of ‘eh’, but it passes time while I’m electronically penning slop. There’s a few gems in there, but none of the beats my booty rock too and fro that much. And if you know something about me, it is that my booty must sway too and fro.

Brooding Terrorist Shooterson
Watching / 24

The new season of 24 starts on Sunday, and I keep forgetting that I haven’t given a shit about 24 since 2002. I don’t know why. Every time a new season is starting, I get excited. What the fuck is wrong with me! Thankfully for 24, there is nothing on television that I give a fuck about. Glee, Flashforward, LOST, Dexter, Madmen? All on hiatus or season break. Most of my excitement for 24 comes from the fact that there is nothing on television right now.

24 is like a mediocre opening band for LOST. They have like three good songs, but by the middle of the set, you’re like, jesus christ, are they almost over? Same idea here with 24. I’m going to like the first five episodes, but by the eight episode, I’m going to be aching for LOST and the return to the Island.