For the record, I don’t really have anything to add to this one. Except that. And perhaps another two exceptions: one for promising to end this before it devolves into a infinite recursion of self-reference, and another for my typical closing. Ja.
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For the record, Bethesda and I are seeing each other again. Tentatively. Someone brought her to the family Christmas party and it was kind of expected she crash at my place. It started off well enough, but before long she was up to her old tricks. Apparently my save file had gotten too large for […]
I often find myself chuckling at Alexander’s antics. His demands for attention and requests for me to return his precious Portal 2 game. He doesn’t understand that uncle Forrest actually got bored of the game and is merely keeping it at the behest of his father. It’s true though, I get a small dose of […]
For the record, that a three-old has a ravenous, insatiable thirst for raw, undistilled attention should be revelation to no one. But while to non-parents it is endearing and humorous, to true-parents, especially those with a penchant for quiet reflection, it is something else entirely. Something not altogether pleasant. The Legos, though, are getting pretty […]
For the record, the seasonal depression apparently hits Forrest like a sack of bricks shortly after the fun’s over. Personally, I experience it in waves foaming against my good spirits and then fading away slowly to surge for the next push. This effect is exacerbated during the holiday season when I struggle to find time […]
For the record, Bethesda and I aren’t exactly speaking to one other after Oblivion. I mean, she calls me up every few years and leaves a bunch of messages about some new thing she’s got going on and how it’s gonna be different this time, but I never return her calls. The wound she left […]
For the record, the real joke here is that Forrest would murder me at chess. I’ve chosen my words carefully as he and I have never actually met on the checkered battlefield, but he’s thoroughly trounced another friend of mine who had always mated me even before I sat down. One does not watch a […]