| May. 19th, 2009 @ 10:12 am i have been corrupted! |
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Current Location: work
Current Mood:  amused
Current Music: someones bass turned up too loud
I have been corrupted! Wait, is that even possible??? This is how it happened.
The sun was shining, the movie was spectacular, and something was wrong. The guys are plotting something. Something that involved asking me if they could drill a hole in the closet so they could pass some mystical item known as an ethernet cord through. I give them my best "Seriosly? Do I wan't to know?" look, and remind them that they don't know where the electrical lines run through the walls.
They think things through, and then back asking if they can put their computers on my diningroom table. The same diningroom table that hasn't been cleared off since we moved in. Well, at least they aren't drilling any holes through walls. I continue knitting, and watching young Harry learn how to use his magical powers, when I am interrupted a third time. There is no outlet on the wall that the table is currently against, so can they move it to the other wall? blink.
Finally, they have the table set where they need it, with no need for holes to be drilled in walls, and Harry and friends are facing down the challenges and all I could hear in the background was "F*cking fire resistance! Hey, Tim, I grabbed something for ya!" I made my way into the diningroom to see two computers set up on my newly cleared diningroom table (the fact that the object on that table are now on the floor is another story), and two guys deep in concentration as little figures and pretty colors dance across the screen. I try to get their attention, but am unsuccessful, so I go back to my movie. At the end of the second full length feature presentation, I get them to quit playing for long enough to come have a cigarette with me. My ears are filled with technical jargon about manna and attack percentages and nightmare versus hell levels and then I ask the dangerous question, the question I should have known better:
Can I play?
And that is how I came to spend two hours in front of a computer last night playing Diablo II, and only went to be with some reluctance. I know I will be playing tonight as well, as I only need 531 experience before I level up.
I am doomed. |
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