Books are funny.
This has been a bad week for my hands. Yesterday I pinched my left pinky pretty deep high in a very tall ladder, and so I couldn't pull it down far enough to pull the two parts keeping my finger captive apart, so I ended up losing a bit of skin. Not to mention I scraped them up on bricks (yesterday) and on god knows what today, but I know they weren't this bad yesterday. And something bit me near my right wrist, because it itches like hell right now.
Speaking of yesterday, CHRISTMAS TREES. MOTHERFUCKING CHRISTMAS TREES. I spent 5 hours "fluffing" (read: straightening out the branches to give them a more "full" look) tress before I
ran away screaming
went to lunch. And then I had to help decorate them after lunch. The whole ladder-pinky incident occurred while I was trying to pull the extension cords down from the ceiling.
But I ended up covered in glitter. Or at least my arms still were when I left. Which I fear will continue to happen for months to come.
And to you, dear customer, who came up and said we should start playing Christmas music now: FUCK YOU.
Is AMAZING. Although I spend way too much time on the title screen destroying things/killing people then I do on the actual levels. Plus I can summon the Large Hadron Collider. Which, when used, breaks, created a black hole, and kills you. But you can't do that if you shoot it/blow it up.
Also, ghosts are indestructible. Except against black holes. And probably flood/tsunami/tidal wave/nuke, though those destroy everything.
And mortars kill God. And sharks like babies with steak glued to them.
I finished Persona 4, finally. Wasn't too impressed with the true ending boss, though now I get the benefits of it in subsequent cycles.
I need to stop going to Barnes & Noble. Or at least until I can sit down and apply for a membership card. I have the urge to spend way too much money there.