So I'll keep it simple, Folklore is awesome. Sure the game has its drawbacks(it starts slow, the voice acting kinda sucks and is kinda linear), but the beautiful design, an intelligent use of the sixaxis functionality, some good rpg elements, the opportunity to solve a dark mystery from different perspectives and of course the chance to suck the soul out of your enemies(soul reaver?, nah even better) along with many other interesting features(like the yet to be released downloadable content) makes Folklore one of the best games released for the ps3 so far IMHO.

On a different note I bought today a buffalo wireless keyboard/mouse for my ps3, yeah sounds kinda crazy but it was cheap(for a wireless keyboard) and regarding game/computer devices here, buffalo is a reliable mark, so i went for it. It works fine and it makes it much easier writing messages, also I'm considering installing linux so that would be another +.

And last but no least, in a couple of days the "Resistance Fall of Man" Tournament called Humanity's Last Hope will take place, or course the sponsor is GS. Unfortunately neither I am a US resident nor do I have the time to play in it, but i encourage anyone that has the time and the ps3/game(duh :P) to take part in this awesome event and shoot b3yond.

Just a small update, my copy of FOLKLORE finally arrived, it sure took long but it's okay since the DLC for this game will be up since this thursday. I'll tell you later, after I have played at least a couple of hours, how is it :D. That's all, take care everyone.

So I was this picture the other day:

It remind me of a conversation I had with a friend of mine from Australia who already got back to his country. It went something like thi:

Friend: You know you are probably the only happy emo kid that I know

Me: Wtf I'm not emo :?

F: But you always dress in black your hair now is all emo-like and now you are wearing glasses as well.

M: yeah but I listen to both metal and punk as well -.- and I don't think that you can actually be a "happy emo"

F: whatever you say man but you still look pretty emo to me.

M: just be glad I won't write and depressive poem about you and post it on my blog.

Yeah I'm still working on that poem :P, I hope people that consider themselves emo won't be offended by this because I didn't meant it that way these are just random memories xD.

I know some(probably most) of you will probably consider me crazy for doing this kind of thing but oh well, maybe I'm a little bit crazy so I'll just get to the point, Ok I use to have a curved barbell eyebrow piercing before(for about a year) but after while i thought it was time to change it, so i went to the piercing/tatoo store and ask the guy who runs it if i could change the balls for cones, he told me that it might be dangerous(he is actually a very responsible guy) so it would be better if i only replace the upper sphere, I agreed and so after a small procedure I had a new shining piercing(this was like 3 months ago). I'm currently considering getting a lip ring :P, but I'm gonna thinking it through.

My old piercing:

My new piercing:

Today at work, I found a small butterfly on my table, insects don't really bother me, unless they might be dangerous like a wasp or a scorpion, so I let the small creature be. Hours passed by and the insect barely moved and when I returned from lunch I found it laying there, obviously dead. Now here is the interesting part(at least for me) when I stared at the dead butterfly a lot of things ran through my head, but the most strange of all was probably the envy I felt at the creature. Butterflies don't live too much time but they live in way, more than any of us. Unlike us, they don't fear death nor do they worry about life; while we humans sometimes make different forms of art to express inner emotions and feelings, butterflies, they are art itself, one of nature's masterpieces; and to be able to fly by your own means, I don't think there is anything that represents freedom so much. I know I'm probably not making much sense, it's just that butterflies are so free, while are bound by chains we can't even see.

To feel or fly?

Well, sometimes I wish I had wings.