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I’ve  been a bit low on the posts so far this month. This has been for a number of reasons. First, I think I’ve been suffering a bit from the infamous pre-expansion torpor. SoM is out soon, much has been done in MoM; time for a little break apart from Raiding and some gentle alting.

Secondly, we’ve started a kin group on Steam. I already had an account, attracted by the zombies I’d bought Left 4 Dead, the co-op zombie killing game, a while ago. However I hadn’t really used Steam much apart from playing that from time to time. Anyhow, forming the group prompted me to explore some of the other games, and after recommendation from unwize, I bought this wonderful little point-and-click  indie adventure game called Machinarium; it’s got robots in, and if there is one thing I might be more into than zombies, it’s robots.

Zombie robots: nirvana

So immediately that has been taking up time; from LoTRO as well as blogging. And now Left 4 Dead 2 is out. Bigger and better. Even more zombie killing than Left 4 Dead, which I’m still playing.  So far I have played part of a single-player game one co-op game and the demo; again both single-player and as part of a successful attempt to persuade one of my kinmates to buy the full version. So there should be plenty more zombie fun in the future.

Finally, and this is something I’ve noticed since I started playing LoTRO, I don’t half talk. Sometimes I’ve  logged on and spent most of the time  just talking; carrying on conversations in fellowship chat, kinship chat, Teamspeak and a couple over tells. Now, with Steam because it starts when I boot up, I don’t even have to log onto LoTRO and I’m presented with communication opportunities. So that’s as far as I get. This did surprise me, I’ve never thought of myself as a big chatterer. But then I remembered at middle school I was never allowed to sit with my best friend because we used to talk constantly through lessons; ever so often the teacher would give us another chance and we’d blow it. So, in fact, all that’s happened is that since playing LoTRO I’ve regressed back to the age of 9. Now where’s my skipping rope….?