Is This Just Me?Something funny happened today.
I was coming down from a mad gaming marathon. Honestly, I'm pretty sure I hadn't blinked in about four hours.
Things were pretty normal. I was just finishing up feeding some moron to Jormy for a very good reason (that'll teach him to misuse the word "whom"), when I decided to stretch.
That's when it hit me.
No, not an idea.
More correctly, my smell.
A wave of sweat slapped me in the face like I just asked a feminist to go make me a sandwich.
Now, this isn't a normal thing for me. I am quite carefully about properly maintaining my body and the hygiene thereof.
I have approximately 87 sets of gear for any one job along with several macro set ups for any specific event. I know how to keep shit running.
Still, as any gamer will attest, sometimes you just get caught up in an intense gaming run and you kind of lose track of things. You forget to eat, to work, to study. You even forget important errands.
It's no big deal. So Susan had to wait at the airport for four extra hours. She got home.
Unfortunately in the midst of your gaming revelry, it's really easy to meander away from your shower schedule. It just kind of gets away from you.
Usually, my wife is kind enough to point out these oversights. Usually, she's very clear on her feelings about that sort of thing.
Our couch is actually quite comfortable.
When it happened, I just chalked it up to one of those wacky consequences of being a gamer. I just automatically assumed that this happened to all of us.
I mean, I can't be the only one, right?
I'm going to go take another shower.