So Extra Life is over. And I was pretty blown away. Over 1,300 raised--and the entire team raised over 8,000.
So... that's pretty awesome.
I'm really tired, I'm still recovering from being up for 25 hours straight.
These thoughts are not grand or coherent.
My life needs more Catbug. And puppy-cat.
Maybe 'recovering' is a generous term.
... and now believe that I may need to livestream my entire Bioshock: Infinite experience. It was bizarrely well-received.
Still need to finish Longest Journey though too.
I have too many games I want to share with the world. I played LA Noir on my own last night--well, not on my own, but without the internet. I'm addicted to the puzzle-solving nature of it. (I ended up playing it until midnight last night and didn't notice the time passage)
I had to turn off the music when tracking down the Black Dahlia murderer in the catacombs below the church. It was making me anxious.
Music is freaky that way. And brilliant
God, I need sleep.