Sick as a Dog
I’m at home right now, lying in bed. It feels like a fat guy has sat on top of my entire body. My dad is home as well, because he has bronchitis. It must be weak genetics. You’d think I’d be able to avoid my boss, but I call in sick and he’s still here.
The good news is that I have been entertaining myself with Line Rider. You draw your slope out and you want your sledder to follow and all the physics is done automatically. I can’t get my guy to stay on the sled for more than ten seconds, but there are guys that can do this. Everyone should play


November 30th, 2006 at 4:02 pm
NEEEEERRRRRRRDDDDDDSSS~!