'cause one dog ain't enough and two is too low, this is Three Dog and you're listening to GNR!

I liiiiiiive.

Okay, so, been pretty much AWOL for the last week due to a sudden case of Grandmum visiting. It was fun to have her around since she dragged us out of the house (usually we don't leave often due to conserving gas) for shopping and such. Well, I didn't shop because I missed that feminine gene, but I watched them shop. She got me the new Franz Ferdinand album for my birthday, which was awesome.

And now she's gone back to FL and Mum and I are enjoying the calm. Grandmum's a former biker chick/airplane mechanic/alcoholic/workaholic who can string together expletives like poetry. She tires us out.

So I'm playing Fallout 3 when I should be playing Persona 4. As you do. I'm playing it Chaotic Good to the point where I'm basically Jesus with a Combat Shotgun. It's getting annoying how people keep giving me ammo to handguns I don't use. This is, oddly enough, the first game I wanna replay as evil as possible. Most games don't give you the option of detonating an atomic bomb in the middle of a major settlement, so.

Also, I have no companions because I accidentally shot Dogmeat before I knew he was supposed to be on my side. D8 The Capitol Wasteland is so lonely.

So yeah. I'm alive. Finished the final chapter of RtF and sent it to my beta. Need to ask Tara if she wants P4 back because I feel bad for keeping it so long. Gonna go make a cuppa tea.

-Lucy

PS: FUCK. THOSE. FIRE. ANTS. SRSLY.