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It can be quite difficult for lower leveled players to get money in Mafia Wars. From upkeep costs to robbing, attacking, and buying all your weapons, it's very fortunate for us there's no debt system in Mafia Wars! Apply these simple strategies to get and keep the money rolling in.

Strategy 1 - Sell your properties and items that require high upkeep, especially Tommy Guns and Chain Guns. Bank your profits from these sales so you don't lose the money. Wait until your hourly income is high enough to stock up on these again.

Strategy 2 - In the lower level jobs, Collect on a Loan offers the highest payout for the lowest energy cost. It only requires a baseball bat, which has no upkeep cost.

Strategy 3 - Search your Mafia for the highest level Mogul and assign them to the Bagman position in your Top Mafia. The higher their level, the higher percentage of money you will make on jobs. If you're a Bagman in someone else's mafia, you may get double the money from a job you perform. However at that high a level, your hourly income from properties will overshadow your job income and such a bonus will be barely noticeable.

Strategy 4 - Can't get money in Mafia Wars on your own? Steal it. Win fights with rival mafia members and rob their properties. Robbing money varies depending on the type of property and how many are owned. It can't be done until you're level 15, and the best bank lies in Office Buildings, 5-Star Hotels, and Mega-Casinos.

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Lmao, how awkward is it trying to play Leisuire Suit Larry when your nana and grandad are wandering around?
I've had to play the game with the fucking remote within reach - even so I could just flick onto a different channel during the naughty loading screens with the real-life models exposing their breasts. :D

I've completed it today - though I'm stuck at about 98%, now needing to proper hoarde secret tokens so I can buy the last two secrets, one from the Porn Fairy and one from Uncle Larry - but in effect, I need about 300 tokens and I only have around 35 - that means re-doing the majority of the story sequences with perfects. Wonderful. Button sequences and chat lines all over again. I doubt I'll be able to perfect some of the dodgy trampoline mini-games. Gahhh... If only I hadn't wasted so many of them.
I can mark the game down as BEATEN, but I'd rather have the shiny gold COMPLETE.

...Hmmm... To print a secret token checklist... To restart the game?
Dixie is wondering... I love it - so would it hurt to replay? It's only an 8-hour game, after all.
But saying that, I do have the mountain of un-played games.

Ian and Lisa came to nana's after they'd been to a car boot sale - they'd been selling off some of their stuff. Ian was pleased with himself, having sold a stack of wrestling magazines for £4.
They'd looked for a music box for me - and once more, to no avail - eBay is calling me... :/

Nana provided me with peanuts and Rolos and she sat and played Solitaire. When she was in the room, I couldn't really play Leisuire Suit Larry, so I gave Evil Dead another chance.

Note to self: ALWAYS USE YOUR GODDAMNED BRAIN WHEN PLAYING VIDEO GAMES.
If the FIRST level of Evil Dead has a stupid puzzle, imagine what the later ones will have.

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There's one easy way to tell if a session with Dianne was meaningful: I'll end up crying.
I try so fucking hard to stop myself, this time I was bending my fingers and squeezing my wrists - but as I said to her, if I start, I don't end up stopping.
I spoke to her a little bit about "5 to 15" - I recollected a few events. Those that I didn't think were majorly important, or that I don't think would have affected me that much in the future - but Dianne seemed to think they were useful information.
 
I got my first draft of the film studies coursework back today - Sarah said it's A-grade standard, but the fact I missed out a few chunks of information in places, it's only a C/B. So I'll be adding to it shortly - she's told me I ought to get an A overall for the coursework. I hope so. I want an A for film studies, seeing as how I managed to get one in media studies last year too.
 
I sat on the 2nd floor of the LRC in my break between the session with Dianne and my English lesson. I listened to Spieluhr on repeat for a while, until it started getting on my nerves - then swapped to Silverstein and Blind Guardian. I updated the blogs I'd left blank for Tuesday and Wednesday and had a mooch about on some randomers' blogs.
 
I've always hated English since I came to college - loved it before I came here, then it suddenly just got shit. I despise it even more now that Adam has been put into D block with me. He sits with Siobhan - he was sort of adjacent to me on the tables today, I was in a shit mood and he kept saying random shite to make me smile. I did smile at some of them, but I didn't feel smiley inside. I feel uncomfortable in that room as it is with all the arseholes in there, but it's gotten worse now Adam's there too. Sigh.
 
Hannah pissed me off too. I was simply asking Angela what it was we were supposed to be making notes on, and she goes: "We did the phonology yesterday... YOU KNOW, THE STUDY OF SOUND?"
I just gave her my psycho glare and growled: "I KNOW WHAT FUCKING PHONOLOGY IS."
I'm surprised she didn't retaliate, she looked more surprised than offended at my response. Oh, I fucking hate her. She's always riles me because of her fucking ridiculous nasal-voice, but as soon as someone treats me like I lack intellect, they become hatred targets. Inconsiderate shit-sniffers!
 
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On the bus home, I was listening to Blind Guardian louder than I should have done - and this random old woman kept turning around and giving me weird looks. Fucking slag. You'd think sitting behind an aged person, they'd be too deaf to hear your music. I don't have it THAT loud!
It just sounds louder in small spaces, such as lifts... :)
 
I'm a proper arsehole in the bus station though - I was bounding off to catch up with the bus that was due to leave the bay - and there was this huddle of dirty chavs standing by the railings that just didn't want to move - so I just SHOULDERED one out of the way - the look she gave me was proper funny. I didn't even look at her, I just carried on, fueled by my full-blast Rammstein. :)
 
When I got in, I made myself some of those chicken & bacon motzarella wraps and ate them while I watched Spongebob Squarepants. Nickelodeon seriously couldn't time it better - it always seems to be on whenever I get in. I like watching cartoons after college, it re-fills my happy levels. My happy levels are usually always below centre, but they drop to negative figures when I'm at college. The shithole that it is.
Well, not the building or the tutors or even the lessons - it's the arseholes that are there.
 
I went upstairs, set up my Wii and I finished off Spyro: Enter The Dragonfly.
Good fucking riddance, that's one game I'm not re-playing in a hurry. Thankfully, it was only £3.50, so I didn't waste that much on it. It's not a TERRIBLE game, but compared to the other Spyro games, it just doesn't even compete. And they're on PS1 - this is a GC/PS2 game!
It's just the overall glitchiness that ruins it. All the disappearing floors, voice lags, control reversals, camera freezing and general jumping about makes it a chore. It's also WAY too easy. Having different breath attacks instead of power-up portals is NOT Spyro! The time limits on the power-ups is what makes it fun!
 
And the lack of the locate gems feature doesn't make it harder - it just makes it goddamn tedious. And WHY do you collect DRAGONFLIES? Not eggs, not baby dragons - ach.
I'm glad I'm not the only one who thinks it's wank though - GameFAQs reviewers all only give it 2/10 and 3/10.
I've completed all of the PS1 Spyros at least twice each, because they have excellent replay value - but as per fucking usual, as soon as a mint PS1 series gets ported to PS2, it FAILS.
It happened with Crash, it happened with Parappa The Rapper - it was obviously going to happen to Spyro. :(
 
Tee hee, bad game rant is over. :D
 
 
So, with that pile of crap removed from my to-be-completed games wallet and put back into the box at the bottom of the stack, not to be played again in a hurry - I replaced it with Resident Evil.
Now is the time for me to complete the scenario with Chris. Seeing as how Chris is supposed to be hard mode, I'm very surprised at how easy it is. I'm not sure if it's got to do with the fact I already know my way around due to completing it with Jill - but when I played her scenario, I must have died a good 10 times. I'm at the guardhouse currently and I've not died once. The snake didn't even hurt me, and Chris only gets a shitty shotgun, Forest's bazooka just doesn't seem to be present.
 
I still shit myself when Lisa Trevor came in the outside hut - even though I knew she was coming - she scares the shit out of me. She's what makes the Resi 1 re-make so much scarier. That and all the graphical touch-ups, crimson heads, insane puzzles, extra rooms and the general darker overtone and detailed environments.
 
I should stop talking about games, otherwise I'll just end up turning my blog into a games review. :)

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This is horrible.
I've had a perfectly reasonable day - yet I've had a moment of destructive lapse and now I feel like slitting my wrists as per usual.
 
Fair enough, I've felt pretty shitty recently. I'm unsure why. The slightest little thing has been making me depressed and suicidal for hours, days even weeks on end. I felt reasonable yesterday and I've felt reasonable for practically all of today - it was just from 9PM onwards. I don't even know what triggered me. I can't even see this trigger. Normally I can recognise them.
 
About today, anyway...
Shelly said she was coming earlier so we could express our love for each other colourfully, as we do. But she came well later than she'd said, so we only got to have a little quickie. It was alright, I suppose. I'd have liked longer, but if that's all I could have had, I wouldn't have been THAT bothered - because along with my shitty mood recently, I've also had a massive loss in sex drive. It sucks. I neither want it or want to give it. I make myself give it, because I don't want to upset Shelly. I don't enjoy it as much as I normally would, but I don't despise it either, so... :(
 
Ash came at about quarter past 12 and we kicked off our day with some Nintendo 64 action.
I don't know what it is with Ash, but if she knows I have new games, she doesn't like me to leave them until I've finished other ones. She likes me to try out all my new games as soon as she's there, or as soon as I can.
 
Thus, she requested that I play Turok: Rage Wars.
My first disappointment came when I realised I couldn't actually save my progress because I don't have a controller pak. But I disregarded this and carried on to the single-player mode.
Now this is where my entire failure at first-person-shooter games became apparent. I can't aim to save my life. I'd miss the first few shots before I actually got to kill the bastard dinosaurs.
 
I also didn't like the controls. The control stick was for AIMING. The C BUTTONS were for MOVING.
I was just like WTF.... The C buttons are usually fairly useless on most N64 games. They're just for camera control or special moves.
 
I suppose if I was a lover of shooting games, this would be a pretty good game. But the fact I despise the entire genre has indeed put a negative slant on my opinion. At least I can recognise this. I can make valid points when I express reasons why I do and don't like games. (I'm not a stubborn biased little cow like Shelly is - although this opinion is about to be proven wrong towards the end of this blog. :P)

This irony of my terrible aim then became apparent when I tried to squirt my magic ink at Ash's shirt. I aimed about 4 inches too high and instead of getting her chest - I got her in the face. Totally missed my target... Her face was pretty hilarious, but then I felt really guilty about it. I still do. :(
 
Not giving up on the N64 though - I played through the first hour or so of Conker's Bad Fur Day. I had to make sure I included the boss fight with The Great Mighty Poo and the cutscene with the prune juice and the cows.
Ash and Shelly are a right pair of miserable gits - when Adam and I played CBFD together, we were in absolute fits, but they didn't find it half as amusing as we did. :(

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The next few hours were taken up by sharing round my jar of fruit rock and playing through the band career on Guitar Hero: Metallica.
Dixie played lead, Shelly played bass and Ash played drums. We were a reasonable set and we bagged a fair few 4 and 5 star rankings. Shelly and I continued on for a few songs afterwards when Ash got bored.
I want to finish off the band career - namely so I can mark it down as BEATEN on my Backloggery. :P

I made us turkey drummers and waffles for tea.
When dad was upstairs on the PC, I must've started to get the sugar rush effect from the fruit rock. I went into this weird mood.

I was sort of describing a hot sex fantasy to Shelly over the table. I knew I was half-serious - the look on her face was fucking hilarious and Ash was absolutley pissing herself. I can remember most of it, lmao. Let us document it here so I can look back and get aroused over it. :P

"We could go into the kitchen together... You wearing your chef whites and your hat... And you can make me a cake. You can sit me on the worktop while I watch you mix up the batter for me... Then you'd let me lick the bowl... You'd ask me if I wanted extra chocolate chips and I'd be all like (sexual voice) 'OH YES CHEF...' And perhaps I'd beat you on the bum with a fish slice..."

- And it sort of carried on like that for about 10 minutes. I'm fucking epic at making up things on the spot. I didn't even stumble or falter - it just kept on coming for quite a while before I ran out of ideas. :)

Shelly was like: "YOU'RE BEING SERIOUS AREN'T YOU?"
And I'm like: "...I MIGHT BE!"

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Dad letting me have a pint of fruit cider did absolutley nothing to calm this hyper mood down either.
I was doing a weird combination of laughs - ones I'd never even heard before. Ash kept giving me the look then pissing herself at me.

The two of us got Shelly to play Legend Of Zelda: The Wind Waker.
We both thought she wouldn't even try it - but she got up the the pirate ship hold. Fair enough she's a bit dozy and we had to lead her about first - but she even proved how quick she understands games. When she got to the Outset Forest, I said "right then, you know what to do, you can do this bit by yourself" - and she was purposely running round in circles, but she knew EXACTLY the way you had to go.
Fucking slag. :P

Ash went home at around ten to nine - and Shelly got her wicked way with me.
I still felt reluctant at first, as I have done for weeks, but we finally got somewhere.
I didn't do her for very long, so I told her not to do me for long either - but within 10 minutes, she'd got me to do that which I hadn't been able to do for so long. It felt fucking amazing - but then I cried.

And from crying, lead to sort of bawling.
It was the usual crying I do after climax, but then it sort of turned into upset crying - and I wasn't even sure why I got upset. Shelly and I didn't get much time to sort it afterwards either, because dad took her home at 10. I dried my eyes and went with her in the car home - but when I got back, I cut myself.
If only I knew WHY I'd gotten so upset... Perhaps I could have sorted it myself and stopped myself from hurting myself, but...