I couldn't shake off the thought to trade in one more game. It's the Metal Gear Solid Essentials Collection. I originally bought it for archival purposes but since I recently bought the HD Collection, they're useless to me now. I never once put any of those discs into my console. It takes up quite a bit of space. With the triple trade in value, I get ten bucks. Not bad. That's basically how much I paid for the HD Collection.
I went to Target and it looked like everything was about to go through, but nope, I got screwed again. I go home. Later in the day, my friend texts me about his successful trade-in. Servers are back up again. Since my brother needs to use my car to go to work, I ask my friend to pick me up. We get there and the damn dude is on break. So we head to another Target and it looks like that guy is on break too! Fortunately, I spoke with a Target employee and he went back to wrangle up the dude. Finally, all this work for ten measly bucks, vindicated.
I get home and I look over my game collection again. I'm heavily debating between trading in Tales of Vesperia and RE6. ToV has great sentimental value for me but it's unlikely I'll ever play it again. RE6, on the other hand, I paid full price for and getting $6 back leaves an awful taste in my mouth. Guess I'll just hold on to both. I'll get at most $20 out of both. Tempting, but the prospect of another dead end day does not sound enticing.
I tried to tidy up my song lyrics. Good thing my brother left for work. I tried singing my lyrics out loud and I can't get a good rhythm on it--not to mention, my voice is atrocious. I wanted to avoid using existing songs and write something that can stand on the strength of itself, even without accompanying music. It's really hard to do.
My struggle delayed my run so by the time I went out, it was almost evening. The clouds hung low but the sun was strong enough to scatter some light. It's a typical cloudy evening. If it weren't for the clouds, it would've been an orange one. The first leg of my run, I go down the middle of the canal. It exposed me to cold winds. My ears went numb. Some dude from way behind just beat me. I've got the endurance but I don't got the speed.
On the second leg, I run along the side of the embankment. The wind isn't as harsh but that's when my body starts to break down. I can really feel the heat and I sweat like crazy. I was thinking about how I skipped my run last week and how the week before that, I couldn't make it all the way. Determined not to be beaten again, I willed my way to the finish line. I had to be fast because I was going to watch Days of Future Past with my friends later that night.
After a quick shower, my friend arrived earlier than expected. I finished my dinner in less than ten minutes. One of our friends, J, is always late. Whenever we go pick him up, he takes ages to get out. We keep joking about it but today, a miracle happened: he wasn't late.
Days of Future Past was great. I think it's the best X-Men movie.
As my friend drove us home, we got to talking about all the other superhero movies. We collectively agreed that Dark Knight Rises was weak. We really slagged off on it, bringing up all the weaknesses, like how Bane turns out to be a puppet and just gets taken out by a cannon blast. A weak end for a villain with such great build up. Then I brought up the point of how this hole is supposed to be this literal hell but it's actually quite nice. Everybody's really supportive of each other when one of them tries to escape. They've got chiropractors and even TV. From the way they described it, I thought they'd be eating each other but it seems pretty kosher down there. We joked that the reason nobody escapes is because they don't want to escape. Place is too nice.
My friend R, the driver, was laughing his ass off and told me that I should record the details of the conversation on my Event Log. You happy, R?
Now I'm on an X-Men kick. Time to read Age of Apocalypse.
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