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Sep. 9th, 2004 05:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rmLet's take a moment to examine how non-mentally present I am today.
I come home, and I see this envelope on the couch with scribblings on it. It's on "my side" of the couch, so I presume it to be a note from the roomie, and the first part of it seems to confirm as much as it says something or other about the bugs (we've a flying insect situation at the moment), but after staring at this missive for minutes and minutes and minutes, I realize the reason it's not forming a coherent message upon which I must act is because it's cheat information for her latest Zelda game. I. am. an. idiot.
But the E.S. Pothumus CD makes it all better.
I come home, and I see this envelope on the couch with scribblings on it. It's on "my side" of the couch, so I presume it to be a note from the roomie, and the first part of it seems to confirm as much as it says something or other about the bugs (we've a flying insect situation at the moment), but after staring at this missive for minutes and minutes and minutes, I realize the reason it's not forming a coherent message upon which I must act is because it's cheat information for her latest Zelda game. I. am. an. idiot.
But the E.S. Pothumus CD makes it all better.
