PixelVixen707

Wow, so I know this past month has been a little … heavy.  Sex?  War?  Gambling?  Emasculation?  Enough. It’s time to have some fun around here, in two simple steps.

First - and thank you, TIG Source - you need to download Justin Leingang’s Glum Buster right away, now, pronto.  It’s free, but you can give him money (which he donates to charity!) if you like the game, which you will.  Glum Buster is kind of like if Knytt Stories took a hot bath in cough syrup.  It keeps making up new rules and making you follow them because, well, those are the rules and if you don’t follow them, you don’t get your points.  I’m sure there’s a greater meaning we’ll uncover to this, but I’m hoping there isn’t, because I love the beauty of a game making up rules simply because games can do that.  So play, and pay.

Second - I was on the phone with my dad tonight, and I made this bet with him.   A very stupid, impossible bet.  And I’m already regretting it, because if I lose, it’s gonna be humiliating.  And you don’t want to see me humiliated, do you?  

More details this weekend, but know that I have gotten myself in a bind, and I’m going to need your help getting out of it.  So watch this space and put on your thinking caps, ’cause this one’s going to be tough.  

But what do they say?  All of us together are more dangerous than any of us alone?