Urgh. Got woken up at 8.30 by Goldie. She crawls commando style up the bed and whines while trying to stick her long freaky tongue in my face. The nightmare part is when her massive beast claws rise up over the edge of the duvet and scratch your face. A couple of weeks ago, we were snowed in, and I woke up to Goldie’s commando routine and the festering stench of a HUGE dog shit on the landing. Thank god for lino.
After cleaning it up, and the puke I did next to it, I finally fell back into a fitful sleep, vowing never to ignore her again.
So now she knows how to guilt trip me, and she uses it like a pro. I manage to go downstairs and let her out in a waking sleep state now, and then go back to bed. Today, I woke up at 1.15pm when the dreams got too loud.
Down the hill we go, to the halfway house for the chronically apathetic (Chez Lisa).
“Cleavage is back in fashion” Lisa says, reading Look, “Dammit”
Esther sniggers. They could both pass as men if it wasn’t for their outspoken hatred for them.
I’m bored. I have nothing to fear really. I am cushioned from war and extreme poverty and pain. We are brought up in zoo conditions- with no natural predators and a welfare state that cushions every reality blow.
So, we have to invent things to make us feel emotion- we become adrenaline junkies, getting high on self-set dangers, Base jumping, Parkour, Sky diving (though that’s a bit 20th century now), playing video games, hoovering drugs. Anything to break the monotony, to remind us that our body is capable of instinctual movement and the seemingly mythical fight or flight serotonin orgy.
Because going to war and actually risking death is just silly, we tend to enjoy acting out the fantasy of megalomania and bloodlust on games console. Here’s a list of the best selling Xbox games:
The top ten Xbox 360 games.
- Halo 3 (8.1 million)
- Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 (7.481 million approximately; 6.471 million in US, 87,374 in Japan,[verification needed] at least 1 million in UK)
- Gears of War (5 million, may include PC version)
- Gears of War 2 (5 million)
- Grand Theft Auto IV (4.356 million approximately: 3.29 million in US, at least 1 million in UK, 59,893 and 6,210 Platinum in Japan)
- Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare (4.226 million approximately: 3.04 million in US, 78,000 in Canada, 54,742 and 53,722 Platinum Collection/The Best in Japan, at least 1 million in UK)
- Fable II (3.5 million approx. worldwide)
- Call of Duty: World at War (3.35 million approximately: 2.75 million in US, 600,000 in UK)
- Halo: Reach (3.3 million in North America)
- Halo 3: ODST (3 million)
Every single one involves going around killing people. To death. In the most horrible ways possible. This is how most of us get our ‘reality’ fix- by finding something that gives us what reality can’t- a purpose. “Life is alright really because I must kill the enemy”. Perhaps a radical rewriting of Descartes is in order: “I pretend to be, therefore I am”.
It seems news has travelled fast about my ‘issues’. Weasel and Kung Fu got me a radio alarm clock with an outside temperature sensor. This is because “We know you worry about what you’re going to wear when you get up because you don’t know what it’s like outside. Well, now you do” they explained cheerfully. “Oh thank you” I replied, cursing Esther’s blabbermouth. All my hard work to look like competent son-in-law material down the frickin’ pan.
Dom and Esther got me two items of clothing that I can’t even get over my fat ass. A pair of funky leggings and some gold jeans. Way to make me feel skinny guys. They are on the ‘Sleep Through 3 Meals’ diet. I am on the ‘A Pudding with Every Meal Diet’.
- Get fatter
- Write a book
- Spend more money on tat
At least I’m only likely to fail miserably at one of them.