Last night, I had a dream that it was the 22nd of September. I hopped out of bed anxiously, looked over at the clock and saw that it was already 9:30 AM! "That's ok" I thought to myself, I'll hear the postman knocking with my package shortly. I arose for breakfast, walked downstairs and found a final fantasy cereal loaded with the most infamous villains of final fantasies past. I could even taste it - a blend of vanilla wafers and maple syrup. Tick tock ... tick tock... still no knocking. "That's ok" I thought to myself, I'll ride my chocobo/unicorn half-breed thing down to the local gamestop and pick up my reserved copy there. So I rounded up my chocobo/unicorn half-breed thing and raced to the gamestop to find that I had in fact not reserved a copy after all. "That's ok" I thought to myself, surely there are other copies for those of us that haven't pre-ordered. I inquired with the nearest gamestop employee.
The gamestop employee's eyes shot side to side quickly and he whispered "you'll have to speak to the manager." "That's ok" I thought, I'll speak to the manager and promptly clear this up. So rather than walk to the back of the store (which happened to be the size of a dock warehouse), I teleported instead and in front of me I assumed was the manager - he was wearing a badge with lettering in comic-sans that read "Manager" (I guess I had been reading about the coach's letter to Lebron recently?). The manager explained to me that I could have a copy but first I would have to deliver a small package to another gamestop in the area.
"That's ok" I thought - "I'll take the subway and get there in no time." So I grabbed the package excitedly, wondered briefly what was so funny that the gamestop manager felt the need to laugh in such a sinister fashion, and raced to the subway. What I didn't know was that Matt Damon and Ben Affleck, who were in this particular dream trained assassins, were hot on my tail. Unfortunately, for them, I am an unstoppable force in Callipho dream-land, so I promptly handed their a$$es to them with a few hand-grab-flips and VanDamme style spinning roundhouse kicks and delivered the package, which had now turned into a stuffed 'Barney the Dinosaur' to a very-interested-in-me Catherine Zeta Jones (but like, Zorro Catherine Zeta not Chicago). After one of those extremely unsatisfying dream *** scenes, a copy of the collector's edition appeared in my inventory and I teleported back to my house.
I inserted the disc eagerly into my PC - and waited for the loading screen with incredible anticipation. Then came the screen I had been waiting for:
Final Fantasy XIV is loading onto my hard drive! The install completed successfully, and I prepared to login --- but wait, what's this --- updates?! The game was just released - how can there be updates already? "That's ok" I thought, I could use some dinner. At this point, the illusion of time passing occured and the hour hand on the large moogle clock above my desk turned in cartoon-style. I looked back at the computer and updates were complete! And then - just as I am able to login - I get an error "We are experiencing server issues - please return later for details." "That's not ok" I thought, and woke up.
So yeah - thought I'd share that here - because I don't think my girlfriend would understand how upsetting this dream really was. I think I forgot some parts.
Edited, Aug 20th 2010 10:22am by Callipho