A Mess, A Messy Mess

My mind is just crapping out on me right now. I can't think of anything to draw on my board and my sinuses are so clogged up that I think my head might actually explode. My neck is even starting to hurt under the pressure.

Writing mode is set to random right now; I just want to see where this goes. For no real reason, I've been browsing /r/pokemon lately and all that has done is make me want to draw a crazy picture of Mr. Mime. Maybe winter is actually killing me. It's not even that cold here. Nasal cavity monsters are making it impossible to breathe through my nose.

Pokemon entered into my gaming universe as a curious little specimen "mon" partly because I knew nothing about it and partly because I only had a Game Boy at the time. Blue and Silver were the only games that I played; my neighbor owned the counter-parts. When we learned that the new GBA games were not trade-compatible with our games, my neighbor and I quit playing all together. Does one really quit playing Pokemon? Hrm. Anyway, I came back with the remakes of Gold and Silver for the Nintendo DS.

Yes, I own a Pokewalker. What amazed me on the remake was the ability to trade via the WiFi connection. Had that existed way back with Red, Blue, Gold, and Silver, I probably would not have hung up the trainer cap and "quit."

My DS Lite and SoulSilver cartridge are collecting dust right now. But they're having to compete with my PSP and Disgaea's Item World. The funny thing is that both are grinding games and the grinding sessions of both can be pretty mindless.

The world of pokemon seems rife with story-telling potential, but I've not seen any of the games tap into that vastness. A real shame, in my opinion.

And that's how my do nothing blog turned into a pokemon fan fiction blog. Ha! Dear Lord, no.