…What do you mean “It’s Tuesday?” What? No, I…what? You see, I can’t hear you over this shouting match I’m losing to a dragon. Are we sure it’s Tuesday? What have I been doing all weekend then? OH…right. Skyrim. Yeah, it’s a little game you may have heard of. I got nothing else other than that I have 62+ hours of it over 5 or 6 characters. Maybe 7. I lost count. Have you played it yet? It’s kind of a big deal.
I should probably livestream it one of these days to show you how easily rolled I get on Master difficulty. It’s pretty bad and there’s swearing and a lot of F5-ing involved. See, F5 is the Keybind to Quicksave and I am its slave.
I should also probably make a post about it more in detail and watch it turn from a review into a bitch-fest about how Killface: The Revenge can not exist in the game because of the lack of hand-to-hand skill outside of brawling. Yes, I’m still very miffed about that and probably will be for sometime. And no, I’m not turning him into a Khajit because Killface: The Revenge is not a cat. He’s a Breton who forgoes wearing any armor because it only slows him down (a little) from punching your face in.
Wait, what was the point of this post again? OH! Yeah, I’m too busy playing Skyrim so I haven’t posted anything substantial or relevant in forever. You are probably too busy playing the game as well to read this so I’ll just stop before I ramble on.
Or maybe you have a job or something responsible like that.
Ha. Stay lazy, Dovahkiin.
