Dead Island - best game to play with my boyfriend EVAR

So, I have this inexplicable obsession with zombies. Pretty much the entirety of my adult life I have loved zombie movies. If you count adult life from like, 19 or 20. I think it started with my never ending quest for a truly horrifying horror movie - thing is, no horror movies are actually THAT scary, so I will always be able to continue said quest (although some of the Japanese ones are pretty good). At some point I stumbled upon some of Romero's stuff and it was ON. Actually, I think I can trace the exact time. I was 20 years old and Romero's remake of his own Dawn of the Dead was out. At that point I had already gotten into the resident evils, but it was really Romero.

Anywho, that isn't the point. The point is, by awesomesauce boyfriend is well aware of my zombie addiction. Even before we were really seriously dating. Shortly after we became roomies, he got me a dismember me zombie as a stocking stuffer for Christmas.

Anyway, off topic. So, my dude found this game called "Dead Island" on steam. We finally started playing. It is just...awesome. You can totally exterminate zombie scourge by kicking them. <3 It is coop and RPGish in that you have skill trees you can build. Also, you have to use your resources wisely. I'm serious. You have to repair weapons. You also scavenge. The setting is a tropical island resort. It is open world.

You basically choose one of four characters. They each have a back story. My guy and I are playing both the female characters. BA chicks, lemme tellya. Anyway, you go around the island trying to help save a group of survivors. You have side quests, for example, finding missing people and directing them back to their loved ones who survived, or, bringing medical supplies to help the wounded, or, finding insulin for the diabetic. I'm such a hero, yo.

It is just... play it.

history

i had that once. Years of memories and responsibility. Now...yea well. yea.

Why my job shouldn't have book fairs

I'm hopeless addicted to buying books and and sorts of garbage that comes along with a book fair. I'm not usually allowed in bookstores even. I acquire more books than I can possible read. The kindle has proven to be a big problem for me, actually.

Anyway. So, the book fair. It happens every year. I never remember until I am walking into work and I see the sign. "Book Fair at the Cottage Cafe. Cash. Check. Charge! Books are fun!"

I try to ignore it. In the back of my little mind something nags me throughout the morning. Like a whisper. "Book fair." As the day goes on, the feeling grows. "Boooooks are FUN." I look at my computer for the time. If I can just make it until two, the fair will be closed. 12:00 rolls around. I'm eating lunch. My mind starts wandering as I have no documents to focus on. "Books? Books! Boooooooks!" I finish my lunch and stare at my computer for a second. Then, Bam! My little brain completely goes bizonkers. "Books. Books. Books. BoooOOOOOooooOOOOOooooOOOOOks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"  I jump up, grab my purse and dash downstairs.

I step into the room and, while quieted down a bit, the back of my brain is quietly chanting, "books. books. books. get some books. books books books. get some books." A whirlwind 20 minutes or so later, and I've laden myself with more items than I really have money for and definitely more than I have time for.

Crap. Oh well.

Also, apparently I should not have access to my blog while at work. I'm on a break...

My dog discovered rain

My puppy experiened rain for the first time last night. To her, the event was like the miracle of miracles. This 3 month old puppy loves water. Not baths, but water from the hose, water from the shower, water from my watering can. It's the best toy ever. Now, take that and make it so water is falling on her EVERYWHERE. Add in the puppy mind. Throw in a little bit of puppy just woke up crazies. Now subtract daylight.

She pretty much pounced around last night trying to eat the rain. Well, half trying to eat the rain and half excitedly drink water from every surface.

When she came in she just sprawled out by the screen door (as close to the water as she could without actually being outside) and fell asleep. So. Cute.

My boyfriend offers to write my self evaluation for me:

I was on chat with my boyfriend today. I was complaining about having to write a self evaluation. I hate writing them. the following chat occurs:

 me:  45 more minutes. at least I am pretty much done with that report. I will quickly review it tomorrow and then ask for a peer edit. then a memo to review. two meetings and hopefully by thursday I will have time to write my self evaluation

 him:  I should write your evaluation for you.

"Mary is very mean."

 me:  all this because I won't let you stop living? [in reference to an earlier conversation in which he complained about having to, well, live]

 him:  yep

 me:  whatevs

 silly:  "Mary also tends to use strange shortened versions of words, which is not desirable in an editor"

 Sent at 2:51 PM on Tuesday

 me:  lmao

okay that made me laugh out loud. stop it

 him:  "Mary often laughs out loud in the office for no apparent reason. This is disruptive to other employees."

 me:  gah! stop it!

him: 

glad I can entertain you.

 me:  you are silly!

So very tired

I want to write in my blog so bad. I barely have time to pee right now lol. When the puppy passes out I have to cram everything into those brief and wonderful moments.

I love my Sierra monster though. She is so freaking cute and all ours. Our companion.

Eventually I will have time to read and blog when I don't have to supervise her constantly. Until then...random puppyness and puppisms

The puppy crazies are my favorite. She is all playing and bouncy and the all of a sudden she is off like a rocket running laps around you and the yard and then she just...stops. So cute.

Girls...why with the backstabbing?

Most women are awful. I sometimes get ready for work at the gym in the morning after a workout. Today was something special. I spent 20 minutes listening the a back and forth between two vapid bitches.

There was a back and forth from everything to hating on girls that were supposedly their friends to what is considered an acceptable date or what a guy should spend. The most annoying was a girl hating on the bride in a wedding for which she was a bridesmaid. The comments were mean at best.

Now I remember why I have very few female friends. Those I am friends with have been around for a very long time, or there was some kind of spark between us. The problem is, I then end up having mostly guys as friends, which works, because they are easy. Well, that is what they would like you to think. In the last few months I have learned guys can be almost as bad. The only difference is that they will tell you shit to your face, which works for me.

The other sad thing is that even though I love my boys, they will never really understand you the way your best girl could. My therapist even told me that I need more women in my life. Which, is sort of funny considering my ex thinks I am a lesbian.

yea, that was a total ramble. Long story long, most women are terrible. The problem is that we need each other, so for those so very few of you who are my friends, I am eternally grateful. And to my boys, I love you, too, but in a different way. The beers and video games sort of way.

Anyway, if your bachelorette party is at Joe's Crab Shack this weekend, reconsider your bridal party.