So, life has been happening at the speed of life. I am now living in Philadelphia’s greater area (I really am outside of the city proper, so also learning how to be a suburbanite), and I am an office denizen on a daily basis. But I’ll get back to my Philly experiences thus far. Continue reading
My team lead asked why I don’t stream my games. Well, it’s because doing these silly little recaps are funny and entertaining, but if you watched me in real time, it’d be more like…
“GAWDDAMNIT BALL GET ON THE DAMN PLATEAU I HAVE BEEN BLOODY TRYING TO DO THIS FOR 3 FUCKING HOURS”
By the way, that is where I am currently stuck in a quest. Stupid Thunder Plateau.
I am currently playing Splatoon 2. There isn’t really much to write about, I just run around and frantically paint everything in sight.
In other words, this is the best game ever.
Pictures from the Tree of Life, 4 months after the horror. Continue reading
[This entry is written in the voice of my Diablo character.]
I really prefer to run alone, but there have been a few who have run with me. Of the three, I prefer the Enchantress because while she sometimes speaks too much, what she does say is usually interesting. Well, I could do without her musings on death when we’re in the middle of a battle, but otherwise she’s OK. Plus, she’s willing to take care of the zoo.
Yes, the zoo.
Somehow I’ve acquired as companions a chicken, a bat, and a raven.
Two of them are generally out of the way, just flying along, but the chicken mostly just clucks. Well, it also picks up spare change for me, so that’s useful; but the clucking. Some days the Enchantress has to intervene before I decide that dinner is soup. The bat helps with battles and the raven… well, I guess the raven just looks cool. Goes with my purple wings or something. I hear the goth aesthetic is in given the state of the world, so I guess it works out.
So, that’s it then. My life is now all bird poop and chicken feed. Well, and blood, but hey.