I have had a truly miserable weekend. I awoke on Saturday with what I'd hoped was just postnasal drip from going to bed without wearing socks, but it only got worse as the day progressed and turned into a full-blown sore throat, which is the one cold symptom I cannot abide. I barely spoke all weekend, and all the fluids, ice cubes, and cough drops in the world couldn't get me into a functional state. I'm not myself when I'm ill. On the positive side, at least it happened during the weekend when I could stay home and recuperate without missing work. And it was so cold, rainy, and horrible outside on Sunday, that I didn't mind being confined. I'm still not happy; maybe some PHANTASMIC LINKS will cheer me up:
(2) Got drunk at a party? In some cultures, an apology might come as a form letter.
(3) Submachine 6 takes you to the edge and beyond, but only if your puzzle solving skills are sharp enough to solve the challenges along the way. With five secret areas(of which I only discovered one on my first try), there's a lot to explore here.
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MCF is a mild-mannered
artist from the suburbs.
His knowledge of obscure
comic book characters
is more powerful than Gladiator
of the Shi'ar Imperial Guard on
an ego-trip. Able to leap topics
in a single sentence faster than
a speeder-bike on the moon of
Endor, MCF has never written
about himself in the third person
and now dreads the day he
utters aloud the fateful phrase,
"MCF is gettin' upset!"