I live in a town that could be described as something that was once a pretty important hub of the country. It practically still is, since it houses one of the biggest oil depots in the metro. So one of the things the residents have to put up with is the constant traffic composed mainly of huge trucks and tankers.

But the biggest problem in my area is that it lacks trees. The buildings aren’t that high either, so when the afternoon hits, the entire town becomes really, really parched.

Of course, that’s no problem,thanks to modern-day waterworks. But what happens when an unplanned water shortage occurs in the middle of the day?

Three words, man. Three words.

Angry

Bloody

Residents

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I wouldn’t have been surprised if the local waterworks’ telephone was off the hook that day. Haha. Serves them right, though.

Here I am with a cold. A really, really bad cold.

I’ve heard that working out regularly was good for you. That it strengthened your immune system. Funny thing is, no matter how strong your immune system got, you’re still susceptible to the most unbelievably adaptive virus in known history:

The common cold.

There is NO cure!

The worst part of the common cold is the headaches it can cause. You were planning on such a straightforward, simple day, and then you wake up with a frog down your throat, a very heady feeling, and a nose that covers more track per second than an F1 racer. And you know that the day that you were banking on is pretty much gone, thanks to the colds.

Gwar. Somebody invent something for this virus, fast. I don’t think I can stand having to deal with this much longer.

It really does pour.

I lost my mobile phone the other day. I was on my way to a friend’s band rehearsal when the bloody object slipped out of my pocket and fell into the street. The problem is that I always always have big pockets, so things inside tend to jangle about. And when they do, shiny objects just slide out.

Sigh. Another phone down the drain. Goodbye phone. You were a good phone.

I’ve been stuck at home for the past few days due to an allergy that came with the full package of headaches, vertigo, and inflamed patches of skin, and if anybody ever tells me that it was just an allergic reaction in the future, I’ll rip him open a new one.

During my time with the dreaded condition (I can’t call it a sickness, although it kept me from going about with my usual work), I learned several things that every person with allergies should probably know, although heaven help me, it was one or two of the items on the list that actually got me in the end. So without further ado, here is the list of things that I relearned during these past few days.

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Remember how a couple of posts ago I was looking for a new game to take over my previous addiction to Wild Arms XF? Well, I’m a rather picky person when it comes to games - I don’t enjoy games as easily as most people do, so it takes me some time to find my new pick of the month. I went through Jeanne D’Arc, which was admittedly a pretty good game in itself, but the ending was kinda meh. I totally hated Iron Man, and honestly, the port of Valkyrie Profile wasn’t anything too special.

And then I found Tales of the World: Radiant Mythology.

I’ve always been a massive fan of Namco’s Tales series, and since the PSP is pretty much the only console I was willing to spring for, a Tales game that I could actually play apart from the ports of Phantasia and Eternia is always welcome.

And as with all Namco role-playing games, the animation is always immersive and epic:

Did you ever wish you were Spiderman? Well, this guy took the initiavite and turned himself into the friendly neighborhood wall-crawler with the help of a tattoo:

My friends are divided with their opinions. The females think it’s gross. The guys think it’s cool. That’s a tattoo, believe it or not. And it’s so bloody believable. Emphasis on bloody.