Spring has sprung and along with it the legions of creepy crawlies that I loathe so much have began to leap forth from their damn hibernation to infest my home once again.

I clean, too! Lord do I even work hard to keep this place clean. But that won’t stop these little mother fuckers.

Well, that learns me to not start writing an article and finish it months later.

If there is one thing I don’t like about the Wii, it’s the requirement of AA batteries for the controller. While I’m not fond of the PS3 controller having an unchangeable battery, at least I can charge it. And the 360 is similar to the Wiimote as it can take batteries, but you can also buy an official battery pack for it.

I have two different, unofficial, charge stations for my Wiimotes and they both suck.

The one pictured above is made by a company called Linx, and it produces a weird clicking sound from time to time. I cannot be sure I can trust that. Not to mention that the batteries don’t seem to last that long on them.

The other one has no markings on the product and I forget who made it. It is without an odd clicking noise, and for this I am grateful. Alas, it seems that the slightest fart of an ant will cause this one to not sit properly and not charge.

Nintendo tends to make amazing accessories and the fact that there is no official charge stand and battery pack for the Wii slightly irritates me. Rechargeable batteries are an option, but come on, having a charge stand is just that much fucking cooler. And lord knows I need to have my gaming setup look snazzy.

If anyone knows a good solution to this, let me know. Although, I think rechargables are in the forseeable future, as I doubt there would ever be a charge stand for the Balance Board.

Did 3 weeks out of the six of bike riding that I planned, not too bad.

Beat 3 games and none of them ones I set out to beat, haha.

And I wanted to make a bigger post about this but my 360′s disc drive just busted into itself so I’m rather pissed and will instead just go to sleep.

I am, as they say in France, le sad.

See, people tend to get bright shades of red when drunk in this country. I only wished that I was because that would probably numb the pain that this blasted sunburn has caused me.

I used lotion.

It did nothing.

I am now putting on Gold Bond Medicated Body Lotion (bless those bastards) and that is being sucked into my skin so fast that I am dry and radiating heat again in two minutes if I am lucky.

Fuck the sun!

There are currently three flies buzzing around me and pissing the ever living shit out out of me.

I had one in my apartment last night that was irritating me so much, I slowly over the course of a few minutes led it into my shower room and then locked myself in with it. At this point, I turned on the shower and kept pointing it at the fly until it finally collapsed under its new found water weight. I then held the shower head a few scant centimeters from the fly and let the hot water destroy what was left of the fucker.

That’ll teach ‘em.

I rode my bike for about an hour today, just to drop off some DVDs I rented. I could rent from the cheaper, closer place, but I justify the extra cost by the fact that it gets me to ride my bike a hell of a lot more and lord knows I need it.

I just rubbed down my balls with some Gold Bond Body Lotion. Feels like my nut sack is being assaulted by pure refreshment.

Well, shit! If you put it that way what choice do I have, exactly?