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I finally have a copy of Animal Crossing: New Leaf in my hot, grubby hands. (Hey, it's almost 90 outside with bright sunlight, and there's dusty road construction on the walk between here and the game store. Of course my hands are hot and grubby.) I've been waiting for this game--and had it preordered--since late last year, and its repeatedly pushed back release date for the US has finally, finally arrived! It's all mine! I've been avoiding my favorite forum for two days just to make sure to avoid spoilers, and yes, I realize this is a game with no plot and thus no real spoilers, but work with me, here. I like the get the introductory thrill on my own.
And because I am a responsible adult who spent the last two and a half days frivoling madly, I'm now going to ignore it in its shiny plastic wrap, and go translate some Catullus and Plutarch before I so much as start the game.
By god, if the only way I can enforce responsible adult behavior in myself is by bribing myself with adorable video games about cute animals and home decoration, that's what I'm going to do. Because apparently we all arrive at the Land of Responsibility through different methods, and it appears that my route takes me through the Land of Delayed Gratification today.
And because I am a responsible adult who spent the last two and a half days frivoling madly, I'm now going to ignore it in its shiny plastic wrap, and go translate some Catullus and Plutarch before I so much as start the game.
By god, if the only way I can enforce responsible adult behavior in myself is by bribing myself with adorable video games about cute animals and home decoration, that's what I'm going to do. Because apparently we all arrive at the Land of Responsibility through different methods, and it appears that my route takes me through the Land of Delayed Gratification today.
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vegetarian picky eaters, God help me. And I've been catering to them for over six years.
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I've checked the fridge. There's both leftover lasagna and leftover pizza, plus salad fixings. We're covered.
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And it's true, I do cater to the tastes of those in my household, as well. I'm just currently in the lucky situation where of the two people needing to be cooked for, both of us do cooking, and I'm the pickier one. (Mostly in not being able to handle very spicy food.) So right now I really can experiment wildly if I want to, which is...nice.