It’s no secret that I am a massive Rockman nerd. No secret at all. Don’t believe me?
This is what I use to snuggle. Every day.
The first video game I bought with my own money was Rockman 2. Rockman 3 got me into chiptunes. Rockman X was the reason I got an SNES and at one point in time I owned every Rockman plasteen figure, even the smelly Chinese ones.
Look, it’s not my place to gloat. Firstly, I don’t have all that much to gloat about and secondly it is wildly against my general disposition in regard to how I present myself. I will admit to being prideful; indeed I will admit to holding my ground when pressed on a subject or activity in which I feel any sort of confidence. I will also admit to not pressing myself too heavily to bend my person to make those around me feel better about themselves; those days are over.
That said, it is ridiculously difficult for me not to sound very much like I am gloating in saying my life is just about as awesome as I am prepared to deal with just now.
Ian B. Folivor is depressed. His TV just died and something growing in his bathroom is talking to him...
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Puppets reviewing movies to save the universe from a terrible race of self-replicating robots. Seems legit.