whats it like out here?
well, it definately does smell funny...i am hoping to adjust to it soon. a friend tells me that its something called grass. ITS GREEN! neat. i always thought that it was brown.
having been off the HT pipe for approx. 48 hours, my balance is still a bit off (am i uncalibrated? where is my clipboard!?) and i find this 3 dimensional thing a bit unnerving...i have augered (ahem...bumped) into any number of things; 3 dimensional trees with round bases, buildings of varying architecture, pretty girls; which is good as they are squishy, but with whom i am unable to communicate with as they use a strange unnabrieviated language and they dont seem to react well when i say "nice six baby"
i am having to learn to avoid saying "roger" whenever somebody tells me something, and i no longer say RTB when i leave a room for a soda or to pee off the wing.
its hard, but i am thinking it will be worth it in the long run.
of course, physically there are symptoms, uncontrollable tremors, sweats, cravings and emotional outbursts where i find myself ranting on and on about ENY handicapping and spawn vulchers; but i am fortunate to have a few others with me who have made there way out this way before me.
(note: they have hidden my joysticks and have found my backup as well. (BASTARDS!!! ...ahem... sorry, weak moment)
they have been kind enough to tie me down to heavy objects when i become overwhelmed by the unbridled desire to kill with extreme predjudice, flame someone to the point of insult, issuing a challenge to a duel or have a nervous breakdown when something as small as the gentle courtesy of the average passerby who has chosen not to shoot at me, call me a moron or criticize my choice of automobile leaves me understandably disoriented.
i am told that i will never completely be healed, that i will always have some remaining symptoms, (usually around airports and indestructable buildings) but that these will fade to managable levels over time.
i certainly hope so.
on the up side there is this thing called night out here where the stars and the moon actually come out. i even have heard talk of something out here called seasons....they tell me that it actually snows in the real world! no way! (ill believe it when i see it)
oh, and there are clouds out here too my brothers. big poofy ones (though sadly, i am told that you cannot actually touch them.) i am told that they wont affect my frame rate.
all in all, its been a difficult transition, going from an instant sim/gaming junkie to recapturing the life of a flesh and blood denizen on planet earth, repleat withactivity...but one that is well worth the journey i think, even with the strange smells and the confusing conversations with people who are not labeled in red or green and show no national affiliation by which to gauge thier value.
alas,
if i could come back and know that i could easilly leave after an hour, i would...but i am not a social gamer. i am a game-a-holic.
i cant shoot down just one.
(holding up keys)
anywho, i wish you all the best, especially my homies and i hope that ill get a chance to see you out here someday: in person. shaven and wearing something other than your underpants.
ill even tie you down to something if you need it.
you will all be missed. sincerly, all jokes aside.
(er. handshake)
best,
august
(SEaugust, screaming eagles fighter squad. ret.)
p.s. - tweeeeeeeet!!!!
