The trials (only! - tribulation-free since 2011) of a medical student, often in poorly-drawn art form. The 'student doctor' crowd may be able to commiserate; I expect the rest to gain some insight into why the kid in the short white jacket who is 'not quite their doctor' looks so tired.
Updates for Monday and Friday, as possible.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Outgunned
My roommates and I have been playing MW3. I am good at a lot of things, but the new generation of video game playing kids has completely eclipsed my abilities in the first person shooter genre. Back in my day, we had auto-aim, and we just used one stick to control James Bond as he ran around environments with big polygons. But now, these kids find you on line and quick-scope headshots on your head. Or something.
They're quite good at playing the game.
So anyway, I play the multiplayer because it's there, and I like to unlock things and get better at things that I'm not good at. But there is a steep learning curve here. I feel like Jonah Hill...
See also: Vet & Noob
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