Hungy's LAN 18/11/2010

Quotes so far:

"Happy birthday. See you next year!" - Long, on the phone to some girl

Stuck at home

So there's a LAN at Hungy's today. So why am I still at home? Well, it goes a little something like this:

Last night, I told my mother that I would be going to Hungy's today. Her first reaction was "Why didn't you go yesterday?". See, I had gone to St Kilda yesterday to pick up my Chinese visa for my upcoming trip to the Motherland. But since Hungy only came up with the idea of the LAN yesterday afternoon after I had already returned home, it would have been inconcievable for me to have attended a non-existant LAN yesterday. But irregardless of that, mother then decided that having me buy another Metcard just to go to Hungy's to play games would be a waste of money. Instead, she suggested that I stay home and play on the Wii. Apparently I'll get lots of exercise or something. Hahahahahahahahaha. I played Brothers in Arms. Sat there on the couch and blasted Nazi scum left and right. Yeah. Exercise.

The interesting point is that my mother continually insists that I get out of the house. I'm fairly sure a two-hour round trip on public transport to Hungy's is more outdoors than me sitting at home on the laptop/Wii.

On another note, I have a little black notebook with which I am supposed to take note of all the things I need to acquire in China. Mother wants medicine. She has not given me the box that the medicine comes in, nor the bottle which holds the medicine, nor the medicine itself, so I have literally no idea of what I'm supposed to buy for her. And yet somehow, "Write it down!" as if I ought to know already.

Sunday afternoon, mother's bringing sister home from North Shore. Doesn't have keys for some reason, so she stands at the back door and yells for me to open it. At that time, I'm running around the house closing all the curtains, because it's getting dark. When I finish, I go back to my room and put my headset on. At that moment, the back door slams open and mother storms to my room loudly denouncing my use of the headset and thus the inability to hear her.
Question 1: How the fuck am I supposed to hear you from the other side of the house.
Question 2: Why don't you get your facts straight before bitching about me.
Question 3: How the fuck did you open the door if you didn't have keys.
Question 4: Did you realise that even if I had been in my room, without my headset on, there would have been no way I could have heard you from the back door anyway.
Question 5: How about next time, instead of standing at the back door, actually walk 8 metres to my window and see if I'm there or not. Tap on the glass or something.
Question 6: Where the fuck was my sister during all of this? With your keys? I don't think so. Your keys only open the house doors, not the mailbox or anything.
And then last night, I hear her on the phone to one of her friends bitching about me. Yeah, well, fuck you too.

Stupid old stingy hag.

Easter

Alright, so, picture this. It's 7pm, I'm mowing the front lawn. As I hack away the grass, a small figure seems to appear. It's a mouse. It's dead. I've run it over with a lawnmower.

I slept from 3am till 2pm today. When I woke up, I was still tired.

Level 5 now in LoL. Laptop froze right when we were defending enemy push, and I was carrying the team. Nifty function of LoL lets players reconnect when they disconnect, so I logged back in just in time to see us lose. Fucking hell. I actually hate this laptop.
Battlefield Bad Company 2 also lags like shit when I play online. Fastest servers still give me 280 ping, and the lowest graphics setting still overworks my shitty ATI graphics card. Fuck my laptop.

LANP yesterday at Hungy's was pretty good, all things considered. After 4 hours, we still hadn't lanned anything, but then Minh, Dehan, Hungy and I played a few games of Men of War. Played some LoL, HAWX now works on my laptop...CoD2 didn't work.

Easter and all that. Doesn't seem to commercialised this year, but maybe I just haven't been watching enough television.

Things to do: HSY essay, INT essay, BIO essay, MasteringBio, Chemistry Blackboard test, Biology revision test, INT reading, HSY reading

End of an era

Well, yesterday and today was Hungy's longawaited and muchanticipated lanpover (lan + party + sleepover). It didn't disappoint...well, except when I arrived at 9am, and Hungy didn't arrive till 9:30, and the fact that we didn't really actually play anything serious, considering the 30+ hours we spent there. Doesn't mean we didn't have fun though! That's one lan session I'll be remembering for a LONG time :D And apparently we burned through like 8 gigs of Hungy's offpeak download limit, which is no mean feat :D People who went, you know who you are...what we played will be remembered for eternity. The amazing feats of sportsmanship on the snooker and table tennis tables...such as Hungy and Sam's epic negative 20 score game for snooker :D

Ah well. It's the end of an era, really. No more LANPs at Hungy's house. Speaking as one of the Originals, that place has almost been a second home since year 7. You always knew what you were in for when you went to Hungy's place...and you never came unprepared. Laptop, mouse, charger, games, USB, food. The bare essentials. You came, and you gamed. In the early days, it was Counterstrike. Then Age of Empires 2 came along. Rise of Nations. Homeworld. Medieval Total War. Conquest: Frontier Wars. Star Wars: Galactic Battlegrounds. Freelancer. These were the shaping ideals of a bright and bold future. The games and influences which made us into the people we are today. Whom amongst us will ever forget the beautiful sight of President Jacobi holding a smoking rifle, uttering the immortal words "Burn you sonofabitch!"? There are many good memories, shared experiences at 64 Tristania Street, Doncaster East. Let us hope that any future owners have ones just as good.

"It is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But perhaps, it is the end of the beginning" - Winston Churchill