so thismorning (yes, i was awake at the whack-o part of the day that is the A.M. hours that are greater than 3) i decided to turn on my little black friend and play goldeneye. what a surprise! anyway, yesterday i had all sorts of luck with the game, so i figured today would be a similiar venture. within 5 minutes, i started out, warmed up, and eventually got myself to the point where i was at the top of my game. the first level, the dam, seemed to have been nice to me lately (providing me with yesterday's world record run), so naturally, i kept with it. i wanted to lower my time in all the difficulties, not just the first and easiest one. i was a mere 3 seconds away from the WR in the special agent difficulty and 10 in the 00 agent difficulty; said difficulties are listed in ascending order. anyways, i wanted to lower my time from 1:23 to 1:22 or 1:21 in SA, so i played for a bit, and came awfully close to my goals, but never could come through in the clutch (much like i do when i drive cars equipped with manual transmissions - ask dj or julia). anyway, this slightly aggrivated me, but i felt that i was up for improving my 00A time to under 2:10, from its current location at 2:14 (which is a great time in its own right - i just want it all). anyway, after failing a few good runs that could have brought me a time to my liking, i began to get aggrivated, and reverted to my age old trick to vent my anger(aka bad habit) of yanking incredibly hard on my controller's cord. i had been doing this fairly regularly lately, what with all of my mishaps and deaths in the famed challenge 30. in fact, my newest controller, named Misty, had already had its cord ripped out numerous times, and was currently inoperable. turns out my pull thismorning was a tad bit much, and my cord came flying out of ol' Blackie. dam. it was right there, right then that i decided i was sick of repairing this problem by simply twisting the wires together and then electrical taping them together. so i became...

The Man With The Sold'en Gun!! !! !!!!!
(exclamation points to indicate horns found in james bond opening theme)

...with dual weaponry...


yes, that's my foray into my own fantasy world. anyway, here is the evidence of true game rage
...taking a closer look...
. although it did provide an hour long delay from my goldeneye escapades, it was an extremely enriching experience involving a lot of hard work, dedication, motor skills, and the cheapness required not to give in and simply buy two new controllers. plus, now i've mismatched my plastic shells, having two half black/half pink controllers. hurrah for creativity. HUZZAH FOR ME! THE MAN WITH THE SOLD'EN GUN (upper middle class suburban setting/handsome looks sold separately)