To The Blue Sky. . .
1.24.2005
I am still alive.
Yesterday I broke my watch. It was so sad. I've had this watch for so long. Like, two years. And we were playing during the service, and when I sat back down I realized that the little piece that holds the extra band in place broke off. And I know that doesn't mean it's broken, but it's like having a faceless Barbie. It's still functional, but what's the fun?
I wish I had an X-box so hard. Halo is such a sweet game. And Saturday is a freaking game night at Ian's place. It's going to rule your face. His dad's gone so we're playing it on the big screen again. But I'm not going to stay the whole night, since I have church the next morning. But still, we're going to start at like 6:00. And it'll be a night full of soda, food, and bloody Halo 2 battles. Plus (of course) the other tvs will be running some other systems. I think Ian was planning on a Super Smash Brothers tournie. And maybe some Mario Party anyone?
I'm such a dork. But not as dorky as the awesome people on Tech TV.