Recreational Violence, Cute Farming & Forums

How dark and dangerous that sounds.  

The pity of it being that the nearest I came to any violence was the anger I felt at the unresponsive server hosting my Mafia game. Such has become my miserable existence, I spent a fair chunk of this evening refreshing so I could do yet another crime caper 'job'. 

I was more than a tad put out by the other Don's attacking me in my absence, but I've taken a new line there; any bitch hit's me while I'm away and beats me, I take out a hit on them.  There's no shortage of takers.

Whilst I would be happier if I actually saw their bullet-ridden corpse slumped in front of my profile page, I must be satisfied with seeing that a Hitman has taken up my contract.

The afternoon was not a great deal more productive as I searched for strategies and guidance for little one's Harvest Moon game on the DS. She had lost her way and consequently lost interest a little, so a restart, new game and FAQ & Strategy help was called for. What a complicated game! After an hour or so of searching it emerged that their are at least three versions of this game and the UK version has a different manufacturer and no books to boot.

Sad as it is, my best find of the day, despite a fair bit of stumbling (after the serious business of job hunting is concluded) was my first. Sad in respect that nothing topped it for the rest of the day.

From Delcious via Popurls I found this excellent piece of advice. I am as guilty as the author of 'two spaces for a new sentence', but I found myself applauding all of her points.

I promise I shall work on my spaces, dear reader. Yes, of course I jest.

I went foruming last night. Is that a word, foruming? If not it should be. OED, take note.

Anyway, I went onto a forum I'd signed up for a week before my web marketing obsession (as advised by my other blog gurus) to join in and make myself known.

The forum hosts state that all are welcome and did welcome me when I wrote my introduction. I thought I would trawl through to get the feel of the place and join in where I could.

Because of the way their forum builds, I ended up with a whole page of comments, one after the other.  I had responded to posts throughout the thread, but all of my replies were bulked embarrassingly together as if I was shouting "Oooh! OOh! Look at me!" Which wasn't really my intention.

To make it worse, the more I read, the more I realised that every other member of the site was fixed in one camp, while I was very firmly lodged in another.

Welcome to the disappointment.