Month: April 2005

t3h cl34n1ng

Whatever bizarre chemical imbalances that may exist in my brain, there is at least one set of them that manifest as a compulsive desire to clean and organize (hi dad!). It could be something small, like rating all of the

Why Are My Dreams So Convoluted?

It started off as a pretty normal spy/adventure game. I don’t recall this part very well, other than I know that someone was after us. There was a chase scene, which involved leaping around loading docks and suchlike. Eventually we