So the Media Empire is finally launched upon the high seas of the Internet, and what am I doing?
Filling the world with enlightened essays of peace, love and understanding?
A few fart jokes perhaps?
Perhaps I’m flat out preparing the contract for that huge job I just landed.
Maybe I’m just too flat out getting my lunch. After all, it is nearly 2:30.
But no, I’m busy playing a game that was all the rage in 1981, where a creature that can only be described as a yellow circle addicted to pills is on the run from four crappy cartoon ghosts. Since C asked two weeks ago if I could download it we’ve both been addicted to this insane game. No, not Doom 4 or Civilization 9 or any of those other modern games that I don’t even know the name of. Fucking Pacman. 1.0. Everyone is laughing at us.
Don’t say I didn’t warn you though.