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Pinball, Party of 1
Well, it's that time of year again. Time to think about heading up to the Pinball Wizard Arcade for my yearly sabbatical of pinball and aging. My birthday (2 September) falls on a Saturday this year. These days, that usually means nothing to me, as one day blends into the next. But apparently, this increases the chances of something else showing up to the arcade instead of a crushing lack of enthusiasm, crippling depression, and another day of solo playing (it's more boring than it sounds, honestly).
What, as they say, ever. It's my "party" and I'll tilt if I want to. These plans are set in cream cheese, so who knows at this point if I'll even make the half-arsed attempt to do it again this year.
This journal is just serving as a heads-up for those who might be interested (not that there's many).
More later... perhaps.
What, as they say, ever. It's my "party" and I'll tilt if I want to. These plans are set in cream cheese, so who knows at this point if I'll even make the half-arsed attempt to do it again this year.
This journal is just serving as a heads-up for those who might be interested (not that there's many).
More later... perhaps.