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4 June 1999
towards the end of a string of dreams that i don't recall much about, er!n and i went out fro brunch. we were in something of a cross between a mall and a fancy hotel. deep red carpets, pleasant lights, but lots of inane shops (most of them closed thankfully, it was a sunday morning in the dream), and people milling about. i sorta remembered driving there, but i had my bike and didn't know where to leave it.
sam turned on his nintendo 64 yesterday for the first time since i got home. i spent a little time playing the new legend of zelda, and then spent quite a few more hours playing it today. it is a pretty impressive game, but i don't think i could really get as into it as i have with various games in the past. that's likely a change within myself as much as it's any factor of the game. stemming from the same source that's keeping me away from the net, i'd say.
granted, i've been watching a lot of tv. but the effect of most of that is sparking my desire to make movies or write plays.
sam turned on his nintendo 64 yesterday for the first time since i got home. i spent a little time playing the new legend of zelda, and then spent quite a few more hours playing it today. it is a pretty impressive game, but i don't think i could really get as into it as i have with various games in the past. that's likely a change within myself as much as it's any factor of the game. stemming from the same source that's keeping me away from the net, i'd say.
granted, i've been watching a lot of tv. but the effect of most of that is sparking my desire to make movies or write plays.