Easiest day at work in a while, a fitting send-off for Seann. Highlights include:

• walking here with Julian
• hummus
• white grape juice
• scoring a big bag of those delightful little danishes, all three flavors, securing the high-quality of my breakfasts well into the weekend

Notice that none of those involve actually working, which we did very little of.

I've been meaning to post a proper write-up of my impressions of Prototype, but since it's so goddamn fun (And, really, a game of moments) I'll just tell you of some exploits until I get sick of it.

• Last night, right before bed, I lept off a roof, jump-kicked a Longbow attack helicopter, ripped the pilot and gunner from their seats, fired a missle at, and destroyed, another helicopter, then fell from the burning wreckage of my helicopter at a third one (Which had just missiled mine, of course) landing on its wing and killing the crew from inside, then flying over Central Park in search of a Giant Mutant Beast that was carrying my sister in its fist.
• While fleeing a group of soldiers I somersaulted over a transport truck, grabbed it in mid-air, turned, and threw it at my pursuers.
• I dropped off a skyscraper, falling about fifty of so stories, the shockwave of my landing killing three people.

Yeah, this game's all right.

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