So I fought a T-Rex. And WON.
In the game, however, things aren't quite as exciting. Alex and I, still, are in the same dungeon, slogging it out like a bunch of poopy children. VICTORY!!! is slowly slipping through our fingers, and even though VICTORY!!! at this point is but a fond dream, we must continue, knowing we will fail. Why? Because we said we would, and if two full-grown men can't keep their promises regarding continuous video gaming, well, maybe I don't want to live in a world like that.
I sort of feel like a visitor in my own body right now. And I am unwelcome. Perhaps... yes, maybe some Final Fantasy will be just the thing I need to set myself just as right as rain again!
Toodle-oo!
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