Back to my half-a**ed blog. I took a break because I had to work on thesis stuff and was spending all my spare moments playing God of War. In the grand scheme of things I suppose the degree is important, but I would rather be smacking minotaurs using some of Kratos' sweet aerial combos.

Man, talk about a guy with issues! Smacks his own wife and kid while defiling a temple. You gotta think that's gonna result in some bad Karma. Although speaking of hell, I have to say that the last level, the Hades one, left some stuff to be desired. Jumping around on those spinning blade thingies and then climbing the spinning blade thingies was kind of annoying. It's a good thing Kratos didnt actually have to worry about all those razor cuts he got - it would have taken rolls of toilet paper to stop that bleeding, not just the little pieces that I use when the razor slips.