I've been stricken with Lesser Plague (aka "a cold") this week; this one is markedly different, because I haven't been able to think straight for days. Let's count the fuck-ups:
- Tuesday: I completely scotched my best Nethack character, ever, by deciding it would be a good idea to fight with (basic-skill) +1 dagger instead of (expert-level) +5 bow.
- Thursday: When you wash clothes, it helps to use soap.
- All Week: Mental deficiency splatted many a Nethack character, far more than the normal screwup of forgetting I was carrying some beneficial item.
- Sometime this week: I couldn't remember how to calculate half-lifes, or any other non-linear decay pattern. WTF?
- Yesterday: I tried to state agreement with a blog posting, and ended up with the original poster's name in my own 'name' field.
- This morning: In a crowded sunday morning coffeehouse, I couldn't figure out that I can move a stack of newspapers off a small table (instead of a larger table by myself).
All the above are abnormally dumb, and at this rate, I should be reduced to counting toes and watching network TV by this time next week. |
