Monday, 7 January 2013

3 weeks of DDD, days 6 & 7

So yeah I missed one post but look I was playing Empires. And Dawn of War 2.

And today had more of those. I'm finish DoW soon though.

On a more progress-related note, I'm digging through "White Teeth". The book is actually really fun to read. Definitely surprised me.

Sunday, 6 January 2013

3 weeks of DDD, day 5

I don't care that I did nothing, I played an awesome round of Empires.

I promise to read before I go sleep.

Friday, 4 January 2013

3 weeks of DDD, day 4

So I may have not read a single bit of "White Teeth". But I wrote an equipment list for my polish story. It took up a single page.

Other than that, Fable and Empires. Fable is actually kind of fun once you shake off this awful console-port feel.

Thursday, 3 January 2013

3 weeks of DDD, day 3

Well, the english story is down below. That's pretty much the only success today, writing this bit.

Aside from that, I spent the day watching. Anime, podcasts, let's plays, starcraft 2 casts. And playing a little. I played Fable 3 (still getting used to the bad console port), Dawn of War 2 (thing froze mid-game and I gave up), Far Cry 3 (I have a very heavy loot-whore complex) and Empires - almost drove a heavy tank onto the Slaughtered bridge as it went down. Awesome braking, stopped right at the edge of the river. Such a shame our CV was on the middle of it.

I sure hope tomorrow will be more productive. Readying myself mentally to read "White Teeth" by Zadie Smith as one of the books for the competition. How bad can it be, right?

Yet to be named, pt34


He sheathed the sword and carefully picked her off the floor. She felt heavy. With such a figure, she couldn't be. He tried to decide whether it was the effect of that wound or he was always this weak. Either way, it was yet another thing to add to his pile of concerns.
He moved to the stairwell. Limping while carrying someone was far less pleasant than when doing so alone. Life is cruel, he thought. Now, how hard could it be to get down to the street?
He yawned again. That spell certainly complicated things. Hw long could he resist it? Not for very long, surely.
Step by painful step he progressed. A few of them later he started to breathe heavily. A couple more steps made curses join the breathing.
And to his terror, his eyes resisted opening them. He felt dizzy, tired and hurt. So terrible. On a positive note, he almost made it to the bottom. Just a little more effort and he will have made it.
Five. Then four. He yawned. It was a monstrously long yawn. Three steps. The world spinned out of control. He forced himself down one more step. Just two left. He leaned against the wall. He was so tired. One more...
But he couldn't get his leg to move. Sleep was overwhelming him. He shut his eyes and let it settle. Then, he saw darkness.