“But it’s impossible to lose a game of SimTower,” I replied. And like always, I was right.

A half-mile wide lobby, a single subterranean Japanese restaurant, and a $100 million dream. Sure, it took two millennia and the discovery that the in-game clock resets every 1000 years, but my honor was upheld. You can try to lose as poorly as me at SimTower, but you will fail. Still won’t lose though.

In other equally exciting news, I spent all of today recoding a great deal of the site. Sure, it doesn’t look any different aside from the new font, but it’s considerably more futureproof now. And I made actual headway into converting all of the Memoirs of an English Major essays into the new (and now newer!) format like I should have done six months ago.

And… that’s it. Feels like an Olde Timey update, doesn’t it?