…this freak. And that’s only from two days of sitting around in my pajamas doing nothing of productive or creative importance while indulging in broadband and music videos and Cinemax in my expensive apartment full of toys. (I telecommuted today because I’m a slacker and I felt ill.) I call it ‘Dorm-itis’ and you’ve heard me rant about it before; when you’re stuck inside with no real need to maintain your hygene or appearance and nothing to do except monkey around with all your rich white boy objects of pleasure. It doesn’t take much to throw my entire lifestyle off kilter, nosirree. Definitely shoulda gone into work today, if just to break the mood.
The positive upshot of this is that I’ve tossed my previous idea for UE09, which drew “You’re weird in a bad way” looks from my sister, and found something much MUCH cooler I can write for UE09 instead. I think we could use the kind of Card Captor Sakura shoujo type vibe I’ve got planned by this point; something nice and sweet and light after, oh, I don’t know, murder and revenge and grief and suicide. You know. Kinda. Probably a good idea. And that’ll be followed up with a wackier sort of shoujo in UE10, so hey! Two episodes of childhood trauma and moral decisionmaking? On with the march of the pixie sticks!
Ahhh… I’m losing my brain, I think. Gonna go lie down and watch Judge Judy. Grr. Vindictive old hag.
ADDENDUM: Nobody’s going to be playing this game for a realistic volleyball simulation experience. Normally I’m in favor of character customization options, but being able to spend game points on a bottle of lotion to oil up the girls and make their specular reflection texture maps have a higher degree of light source reflectivity is… vaguely unwholesome. Or is that specifically unwholesome?