Hi, I'm the llama. I love old Lucas Arts style games. I really wish Sam and Max worked on my computer again. I was soooo close to beating it. I'm not good at following directions because I totally forgot what the format i was supposed to use for this was. I was only on the forums less that a day when Beef sicced the grammar squad on me :bleh:
I enjoy alliteration, haikus, and analyzing my addiction to puzzle games that make me feel stupid because i can't figure them out. Is it a sort of mental masochism, or a deeply rooted desire to eternally prove myself? As if it is an attempt to prove myself, what does it mean psychologically when i go to a walkthrough for help? Is that me giving up and admitting I am not good enough on my own, or me finding a different and easier answer rather than waste energy trying to combine the ancient scarab with the carrots hoping that they will make a new nifty carrot bug that i can use to solve a puzzle.
I'm a total computer loser. I can't get Dosbox to work. I'm 23. I have my own apt which i call "the stable." Whether or not I capital the I when refering to myself tends to shift on a whim. I'm domesticated. I read webcomics out the wazoos. I know you really don't care. Oh, and I'm fueding with Scooby-Doo over an alleged incident from my childhood where he attempted to eat me because I chose Voltron over his show, plus i have stumbled on the proof he is trying to rule the world.
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