Well Inky will be back stateside late tonight. Enjoy your jetlag jackwagon! (rub your free trip in MY face will ya … )
Lately I have been on a HUGE Mortal Kombat kick. Now this isn’t uncommon. I go through this phase about once every 2 weeks or so, but this one is serious. I can’t get enough of ANYTHING MK. I’m not just talking playing every version I own (just on the Genesis thats 4) or watching the the bluray of the web series they made a while back (which was pants droppingly AMAZING!). I’m talking watching the movies. BOTH of them. It’s killing me. The first one is enjoyably bad. But Annihilation? Dear god why am I doing this to myself?! This is one of those movies that when you watch it, you end up hating EVERYTHING. Not just everyone having anything to do with the movie. Or the MK franchise. I’m talking a full on hatred of everything in existence. Rainbows, sunshine, that feeling when you finally scratch that itch you’ve been trying to reach on your back. It’s all consuming. I knew thing going into watching it last night. Then something even more scary than someone wanting to watch it happened. Nothing. No seething aversion for crapping on one of my favorite video games stories. No rage toward the TV for not burning out to stop me from watching it. I just sat there. This shouldn’t happen. I should still be pissed. But I’m not.
I’m not sure if this is “maturity” kicking in and stopping me from being so nerdragey over it, or I blew an emotional fuse. Either which way, I’m scared of the ramifications.