Well, that was fun!

Holy smokes, I'm tired as all bollocks!

...but pleased as well. Been to my first LAN-party.

Well...more of a LAN-trio, to be honest. We slept extremely little, scoffed down high-caffeine beverages and subsisted on snacks and junk food. In other words, we were teenagers.

Frankly, I didn't think playing Left 4 Dead 2 would be quite this much fun. Unrelenting, somewhat silly and great for griefing your friends, in other words considerably similar to your mom.

All in all, I haven't got much to say about this weekend, except it was fucking awesome. Also, sacre fromage du mide fappé.

Hmmm...I need to pad this thing out...let's try this:

I can't help but constantly be amazed by the Total War-series, especially what with the Darthmod modification pack for Empire Total War. How could anyone ever hope to find better representations of moving regiments of troops around to outflank the enemy and break their morale? It really drives home the point that there's not a whole lot of tactics involved in most RTS games. Basically, in those, you build the biggest boots you can and try to stomp the other guy, and the biggest boots win.

Yeah yeah, I'm sure you'd like to talk at length about the intricate sweet details of making a zerg rush in Starcraft, but...okay, I don't think I know anyone who thinks that way, but that's beside the point!

My point is that, in the Total War-series, you've got to balance positions, numbers, angles of attack and morale in a constant flowing dance of death. You could, theoretically, if you've completely and utterly missed the fucking point of the preceding two paragraphs, line up all your men and have them shoot stuff at the enemy lines until one line breaks, but why on earth would you do that? Surely, the pleasure isn't in having the biggest army and trampling any other armies you encounter, it's in using superior cunning and tactical thinking to pull off a win when the odds are NOT in your favour.

When you're royally screwed and you've got five regiments of danish line infantry pounding your two regiments into the dirt, then pulling a fast one and throwing your men into a melee on their left flank and hitting the right flank with a cavalry charge to break the morale of the danish tossers, THEN you're looking at a sweet fucking victory.

If life gives you lemons and you proceed to shove them up life's arse with a bayonet, THAT is what's called winning. Just making some kind of sticky liquid spurt out isn't winning, it's just fapping.

What I mean to say is that people who play Starcraft competitively are wankers.