I really don't want to.

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Going to town can be fun.  And when things are needed, it can be just a job.  Things are needed.  But more I'm not really interested in going to town, leaving my home, or such.  Ah well.  I have something Tuesday, and possibly next Tuesday, and I need to get medical going again.  So I might as well get used to it.  And the sun is down, crowds have dissipated, so it should be an easier outing.  A trim, then a shave, a shower, and getting dressed, then going in.  I need to shave for the date anyway and it usually takes a few days for my face to normalize after a clean shave.  This time I won't be shaving at the last minute.  Yeah, it does make a difference somehow.

I keep losing weight.  Just a bit more but I am down to 263.  My usual is 275 to 300, give or take.  The wonders of the summer I suppose.  Well, and playing a game that is probably as addictive as crack!  Well, maybe not, but... you know what I mean.  I am nearly through.  I have one add and the last of the final mission.  Then I get to play it through, this time to perfection.  It is amazing what the first run teaches, then the second run makes sense if there are still huge mistakes.  My guess is you can't run a perfect game.  Too many details, especially if you are a collector and use a hack or three that creates odd limits.  In the final rendition, however, I don't need to worry about trophies, collections, or any of that.  I got started on collections because of the need to collect unknown items in order to build things in-game from blueprints.  Once I started I just couldn't stop.  Managing various amounts of everything to be found in the game, finding places to stow everything, it's... quite a hassle.  That alone added a third of the game time.  As well, I learned to sneak, and sneak well, in-game.  But that slows things down incredibly as well.  The last playing should be much quicker.  Less reviewing of game "advice", no collecting save a few items and weapons (strictly for use, getting rid of worse when better comes along), and a few other things.  I'll still have to ferry goods to the dealers, but now I know how to get a companion very early on to help.  That will cut the carry and sell time in half.  Though at some point there will simply be no need to sell, sooner rather than later without having to repair every weapon type and variant in my collection up to useful parts or full if unique.  Argh!  No, the last run through should be the culmination of much learning.  Did I mention addiction?  Yeah, well.  It's a matter of getting things right.  Some missions I won't even begin because the endings, either way, are wrong.  Like I said, I try to game like I live, within reason.

You know though, most game "advisers" generally go for the short and sweet.  They would rather you kill someone rather than work it out some other way.  They are metrosexuals, they are neutered males often (or might as well be), they are very young, and they don't know a thing about nuance, practice, patience, or such.  While I do find some of their data good, I find their ways and means to be poor to useless.  Well, the other thing is, these are game junkies who only have just so much time to play a game before they have to hit the next one.  Short cuts are all they know.  It's... probably what got them hired.  It's probably why they should be unemployed.  Ah, but for a perfect world.  *Cheshire Cat grin*

Sam seems to be seriously liking it outdoors.  What I had done as a punishment she is taking as a pleasure.  When I fed her outdoors during her punishment, she realized how good it was.  Now when I go to let her in, she just lets me know that food, and a water refill, would be good enough, thank you very much.  And so she gets it.  I don't know if she will come in at night.  It's up to her.

Blathering.  Later.  Or, actually, good night if a bit prematurely.