Another Saturday Night...
I really hate that fucking song. Come to think of it, I've developed a strong distaste for a lot of the "Oh-woe-is-me:-I'm-lonely-tonight-and-I-wish-I-had-a-nice-girl-who-could-bake-while-I'm-out-with-my-chums" style songs of the early 19x0's.
Another day at work in a week wherein I've spent far too much time here as it is.
I'm not really complaining, though. I'm here by choice, since my deadline passed on Friday and was extended indefinitely. The truth of the matter is that I've become obsessed with solving this series of problems. I want to be the hero who did this. And I'm afraid to let someone else do it because they'll do it wrong (read: not the way I would have done it).
The lifecycle of a change-and-test for the stuff I'm working on is a painfully long 3 hours (down from over 9 earlier this week - go me), so I brought my Nintendo Wii in to the office with me so I can play Metroid games while I wait for a build to complete (read: break).
I beat the first Metroid game in under four hours, so I got to see the "special" ending. It wasn't really worth it, but it was something I had longed to see when I was just a youngin' On to Super Metroid - I'm playing with walkthroughs because I want to actually complete the games sometime in the next three years. And wouldn't you know it (here comes a bum... wait, no...), I managed to find what is potentially the worst walkthrough in the world. Walkthroughs should be easy to read and understand. This one contains such jems as "I think something was back there. You might want to go check." and "Don't ask me how to get up here. Try stuff. I've seen people do it."
So, instead, I decided to watch a speed-run video of Metroid Prime. Some dude did it in 55 minutes with 100% completion. Now I'm almost too ashamed to start playing again.