The Michael Swayne Story V: King of his Castle

So this morning at 3-something am, Dad went to my brother's room complaining of pain. So the two of them go to the hospital. Finally, karma squeezed my father's insides enough to punish him for his guilty conscience.

Dad has been in the hospital for nearly a whole day now. I have no interest on what is wrong with him, so whenever someone would give me details on the situation, I started hearing a buzzing noise in my head. Like a swarm of bees in my brain just buzzing around.

Oh well. In my father's own words, "He deserves whatever he gets."

And so, I spent my day of happiness and quiet solitude playing Grand Theft Auto IV. I mainly played multiplayer, but I did advance the story some. Some, just a little. Like 1 or 2 missions.

I had no idea that there were formed teams in GTA IV! I played against one for about two hours (or what felt like two hours). I don't think I need to tell you that I had my lifeless corpse handed to me multiple times, but I will anyway. I died, respawned, and died seconds later, only to repeat this process. But the good news in all this was that I was the last member of my team to stay until the end. My team had triple the number the pro team had, and it didn't matter. When only two people have headsets, there is no quick way to assemble a group of twelve. In the end, the others rage quit one by one. One minute after the eleventh person quit, the pro team finally accomplished the mission. Final score $45017 to $3315. They were toying with us the whole time, just to earn money to raise their level. We were playing Cops and Crooks. They were the crooks. Instead of getting away from us, they would kill us again and again. And again.

Oh well. It was fun.

Tomorrow I plan on doing more of the same. I hope to see you around the forums, and until then...

Later!

Michael

PS. I know, I am very cold and heartless. I know it is wrong to be smiling from ear to ear at 3-something am in bed because my father was in such pain. But I couldn't help myself. It was I could do not laugh out loud when I heard. I did manage to not do a happy dance after they left for the hospital, but that is probably because I was still sleepy. Again, oh well.