"Suche gut gebauten 18-30 jährigen zum schlachten...“ - Der Metzgermeister

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I think I've found a way out of this shitty depression laspe, at last.
Fair enough, I still feel shitty inside - but I don't feel anywhere near as bad as I have done the last week.
Shelly and I discussed what she thinks caused me to start feeling depressed in the first place - and then I discussed it with Adam.

Actually having a possible answer alone made me feel slightly better.
But thanks to the combination of yesterday and today - I've spent two pretty decent days in a row with my friends. Shelly yesterday and Adam today - and of course, I'll be seeing Ash on Saturday. Next week I'll be seeing Adam again, and there's even a possibility I might get to see Lewis.

Today's been another strange day where the time just seemed to vanish.
Adam and I can sit around for hours upon end just talking and/or listening to music together - and before we know it, like three hours have passed.

I've been addicted to Final Fantasy VII today.
It's a good thing Adam likes it too - because I wouldn't even agree to turn it off and play a different game with him.
Of course, I wasn't ignoring him - we were still talking and watching videos on YouTube together. At times, he sat on my bed with me, or he sat at the computer.

I did turn it off at one point to play Resident Evil: Code Veronica X.
Though, this proved something Adam said last time he was round.
"Murr, you and Resident Evil, you die and you get pissed off - then you proper turn it off and don't want to play it."

Or words to that effect anyway.
It's true though - I got killed by the shitty poisonous moths - then got MEGA pissed off.
Fine, if I got killed by fucking tyrant or bandersnatches - BUT NOOOO. FUCKING MOTHS.

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[WARNING: Approaching FF7 RANT]

Over the course of today though, I've gotten both Yuffie, Barret and Cid up to level 99.
All that's left now are Red XIII and Vincent - Vincent being my most hated character, due to how useless he is.

I'm planning on kitting them all out with Master Magic and Master Command materias.
Along with these, they'll have [Counter Attack], [Final Attack-Revive], [Added Effect-Contain], [HP Plus], [MP Plus], [Double Cut] - and my four favourite characters (Cloud, Tifa, Yuffie and Cait Sith) will have [Enemy Skill].

I'll distribute [All-Barrier] and [All-Restore] between those characters I don't often use too.
That way, if I ever feel the need to fight with a different party combination (I think you do for the final boss anyway), they'll all be ready to kick some arse.

Naturally, there needs to be some random [KNIGHTS OF THE ROUND] somewhere amongst them all.

When I've sorted my levels and materia out - I have Ruby and Emerald WEAPON.
After those - it's only the final boss and I shall have completed my favourite game, that I've spent over 500 hours of my life playing. (All on different saves of course. My current save is only 60 hours.)

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I watched 2 Girls, 1 Cyst today.
Adam told me about it - and the forum it was posted on, everyone made out that it was way worse than 2 Girls 1 Cup.

Seriously, I didn't even flinch.
Fair enough, it's not PLEASANT - but it's not vomit-inducing either.
Alright, don't watch it if you don't like blood, gore, pus, mucous or exploding fatty tissue.

I personally, wasn't disturbed or even disgusted by it.
I didn't ENJOY watching it - but I don't need to reach for the eyeball-bleach.

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I felt bad for Adam when his fucking mother decided to turn up.
I didn't even want to listen to them arguing on the doorstep, so I closed my door over and put my iPod in my ears.
I've noticed that when I feel uncomortable - I get under things. Usually my duvet or cushions.

I tried to console him - but it seems that some things just don't change.
The fucking slag.