I know what you’re thinking. I can see that look in your eye(s). Some of you, no doubt, have already reported me to the authorities for blog abuse.
But you’ve got me down all wrong. This is not like that time I forgot I owned a hamster and later figured the quickest and most honourable thing to do was brick up the pet room and slap a couple biohazard signs in the vicinity. In a pang of post-apathy guilt I launched a tear-jerking poster campaign offering a reward for my missing hamster, whose useless name escapes me momentarily, and afterwards I was forced to drown my phone as it had started to resemble a clear-cut case of tinnitus.
I should have seen it coming; all hamsters are interchangeable, grumpy bio-toys that eat their children and don’t even have the decency to bounce when thrown, and who wouldn’t want a few hundred bucks to get rid of one?
Anyway. This isn’t like that. I care about this blog. I didn’t forget about it. (Though I’ll admit, under mild torture or drugs, that I did forget my admin password repeatedly.) I’ve just been busy, okay? I even went through a period of totally failing to sink hours and hours of my precious off-work time into playing games, but I’ve forgiven myself, and you should too.
Speaking of wanton cruelty and the blood stains thereof, how’s about that Binding of Isaac, eh? Eh? I’m really asking, actually – I haven’t played it yet.
See! Now that’s how busy I’ve been. Busy enough to turn down doing something practically illegal in all self-respecting theocratic societies.
Right. Glad to have that off my chest. And yes, I’ll post again soon (terms and conditions apply). About a game that is not real life. I’ll leave fictional hamsters out too.