Pwned

Olaiya and her buddy, Sarah from Wichita, have been busy rolling around on the floor laughing each time I say something like this with a straight face: "Honey, the goblin turned purple because I cast a Soul Trap spell on him, allowing me to trap his immortal soul into a soul gem, which I can later use to power my various magical staves and swords... you see each time I swing this enchanted Elfin Sword of Heavenly Fire, it uses up a certain amount of mana charge, and I have to replenish it with the trapped souls of various beasts and monsters."

But no more will I utter such phrases, because I have finally kicked Oblivion's ass. Mankor Camaron and his evil pagan god-master Mehrunes Dagon (who sought to cleanse our earthly realm with extradimensional fire-demons) have been pwned. I immediately uninstalled the game. I ceremoniously burned all my game notes and can now celebrate my intoxicating emancipation. Niggling questions: will I ever regret not finishing all the side quests? Will I regret never figuring out what kind of anagrams I can make with those ridiculous names? Will I now have time to begin, and finish, a worthwhile (blog-documented) project?

The first domino has fallen... now I just have to set up a bunch more dominos so something cool will happen.