I’m posting from my first Mac! Dax picked up a black MacBook and I got a white MacBook. This is also my first laptop. I absolutely love it! There are so many features that are little, but make such a big difference!
The MacBook has a built in camera so here’s one of the picture I took with it.
I recently had the opportunity to participate in the Halo 3 Beta. The game has so many more online elements than in Halo 2. Some of the newest things that Bungie has added to the game are; trip mines, grave lifts, and a bubble shield. My favorite had to be the trip mine. You could place the trip mines on your flag or near the bomb while playing a skirmish game; although they are easy to shoot from a distance and get rid of them, people still ran over them. I loved dropping them in the field when the enemy was approaching on a mongoose or warthog for an easy triple or double kill. There’s also a new badge system based on rank points. If you quit a match you lose 2 points. If you lose a match, I think you stay the same. If you win one you get a point towards your rank, and after so many points you can upgrade your badge. I was able to make it up to 100 points. On the last night of the beta I received the Lieutenant badge. Unfortunately but understandably all ranks were erased after the beta. I have a great group of XBL friends from Achievement Junkies and The Adult Gamer, and I can’t wait until Sept 25th, when the game is released so that I can play with them again.
My grandmother has been released from the CCU. They moved her to a normal hospital bed. The nurses don’t really bother reading through her charts, and they do not seem to be as attentive as the CCU nurses. I am extremely disappointed in the are care she is now receiving. I wish we could take her home.
Not too much has been going on in the past couple of weeks. My grandmother is still in the hospital. Dax and I have been up to visit her almost every night. One day she seems a little better and the next day she isn’t. I just wish she was well enough, so that we could take her home. She doesn’t even look like my grandmother anymore, with all of the tubes, and machines hooked up to her. I often find myself wondering what she may be thinking when she looks at me with a blank stare. I wonder if she is screaming inside her head to get her out of there.
