The King of All Cosmos

It seems that I can't put pen to paper (or finger to keyboard in this case) without spouting some kind of melancholy gibberish lately. Boo. Boo I say. For the sake of variety let's instead take a look at everything else that's been happening in my life. It's not all that bad actually.

For starters, my brain damage inducing ambidexterity exercises are going pretty well. With my right hand, my writing no longer looks like a geriatric baboon wiped its butt on a leaf and pasted it onto a clean sheet of paper. Instead, it has graduated to the realm of looking like something a deranged spider monkey might come up with if given some very primitive writing tools. Once my skills elevate past the animal kingdom I might actually be able to show people the results.

Physically speaking i'm also happy to notice some subtle improvements courtesy of my swimming, pilates and yoga regime. I'm still a long way off from what i'd be proud of, but its nice to see my clothes filling out a bit, and not sideways either. I also seem to be putting on a bit of weight, which is more than likely caused by me eating proper food this semester. The last one was great for taste, but not so good for nutritional value. I'm still having some lethargy issues but I think thats got more to do with my mental state than anything else.

On the relaxation front, i've made quite a fair bit of progress on a bunch of my older, unfinished games. I've also finished a few new ones as well, including the quirky Beautiful Katamari on the 360. Oh King of All Cosmos, how manly is thy moustache, and how awesomely powerful is thy tennis serve. Once again the tiny Prince is called upon to fix his father's glorious mistakes (this time involving a black hole torn into space courtesy of said awesome tennis serve). After several rolling adventures, I was finally able to plug the evil hole by shoving a massive Katamari close to about a million kilometres in diameter into, thereby stopping the Cosmos from leaking to King only knows where.

Speaking of the Cosmos, i've finally managed to weasel a whopping 50% discount on a SkyScout. Needless to say, I am the proud owner of yet another gadget that will not improve the quality of my life in the slightest. What it WILL do, however, is cause me to wander the streets on sleepless nights while I look up the name and history of just about everything I can see in the sky.

If I can't sleep I might as well educate myself.