Up All Night

I'm one step closer to being a man. Haha. I spent all night--well, until about 4:00 this morning--playing Xbox with Duane and Justin. Ian and Joe were there for a while but neither stayed. That's cool though; there are only 4 controllers anyhow.

First, we, of course, played a variety of killing people games. Now, I haven't played any of those...or any games, for that matter...on a regular basis since the granddaddy of them all, Goldeneye, back in the day on N64. You could control James with one stick; now there are two. I certainly have no mastered the two stick system when it comes to walking/running, shooting, aiming and trying not to die all at the same time. Fun times. However, Call of Duty (I think that's which one it was) has some lovely vehicles in it. Those are my favorites! Hop right on in, drive it around all willy nilly and mow everyone right on down. Plus, I'm pretty good at driving stuff since Mario Kart was always the way to go...and I've had to play hours of it on my cousins' Game Cube, which does have two sticks. w00t! Well, until Justin got pretty good at shotgunning people out of them. Boo. :-(

Then it got good. Took a break from all the killing to do some boxing. Fight Night, I believe. First, I must explain my fighting game stategery: furiously mash random buttons and giggle the joy stick. I adopted this for all wrestling games my idiot brother made me play. Only Mortal Kombat was worth learning what buttons did. Anyways, back on track. Did myself some boxing. Good boxing, I might add. I kicked Ian's ass and he was actually trying to hit the right buttons, throw specific punches, etc. Justin beat me though, but it was a pretty even fight. Took a while to get me outta there. Certainly longer than it took me to annialate Ian. mwahaha! And then to round out the night's gaming we played some sort of fighting/fantasy game. Now this thing kicked ass. There were several reasons: I was a lumbering ogre-like creature with a ginormous axe of death, the ogre and his axe had some pretty sweet combo moves, and it didn't involved a significantly more skilled Duane killing the rest of us.... and oh yes, I was the "combo master!" Gotta love games that I actually have some skills at, lol.

The night was not all gaming, however. We did take one little break to watch the greatest move ever! Well, not really ever, but it's hilarious nonetheless, especially since everyone watching could assign some other people we know to each of the characters. The movie, of course, is Saved! Hilarious, I say, HILARIOUS!