2:06GTi (am) and i've just stopped by the site(from my conquest of looking for silent hill 3 media; aka heather stuff) for a minute to rant. Today is(well was) a Sunday, and nothing much happened...Ian came over to complete Silent Hill 2 and I am here bitching about how my machine doesn't want to run Silent Hill 3. I'm also thinking about KFC. I eat too much KFC (for real) and it shows. Better get back to Hartz stat. I think my gums are bleeding cos they feel funny and i think I tasted blood (this has nothing to do with Hartz withdrawal however) and it's funny that cos I was in this dark moody cavern also known as my mind. How did this Silent Hill craze come about? It was a normal day (well not that normal: it was Ian's birthday and I actually did some exercise) and what happened was I decided the night before that I was going to be video gaming again (though am anxiously waiting for crazy game madness to return) , and so at his place I decided to give my very very dead gaming life a kickstart...with megaman. It kinda sucked (maybe I had very high expectations as remembered the game I played on the gameboy some 10 years(a bloody decade) ago mind-blowing)...and so I moved on to SF2 collection thingy and that was fun until i got to zangief; which was impossibly hard (very weird, that) and so I switched it off and went on to Silent Hill 3. I watched the fabulously lovely intro and remember thinking how lovely it is but how I would never be someone that would play such a game as I had become this lazy impatient fool that forgot how to enjoy video games. But I reminded myself that I if I was ever going to go back into gaming I had at least got to start the game. So mucking around at the start of the game (really I was just walking a round the amusement park looking at the gorgeous visuals and heather(mmm)) when 1/2 an hour later found the door to which I was looking for...that door symbolically was the beginning to the most unique yet beautiful gaming experience I've had since well...Sonic 1(no I lie...it was FF7).Ended up playing that game till 3/4am I think...and going home with a need to see it again.The hunger had returned, though not full blown , was a start. Well, off to bed now; will continue later.
In the next episode, I tell all about the weird dream I had and room 312.