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I did get the trash out. Wait, I did that last night. Okay, so I haven't done a thing. Hmm, I did call my mom. Right as she was about to press the call button to talk to me. We used to do that often. Every other call, and sometimes even more frequently. So far back that phones were not even digital. Remember when you had to twist the rotor with your finger? That... was annoying, especially if that particular phone had a really strong rotor resistance. Anyway... A good omen? Definitely nostalgic on a number of fronts.
Then I received a call from my friend. It seems he no longer trusts me. Something to do with a recent post, would be my guess. He has assisted with certain things, but will no longer do so. Very well. I guess I'll just have to get busy on another end of things. So be it. He is still a friend, just not as functional. I wish he had told me a bit ago. But... that's the way it goes, I suppose.
Not much else will happen today. Tomorrow I am hoping to get out. The rest of the week is up in the air. Perhaps I could get some of the little jobs going again, but... I don't know. That is the hope. Fall is about to set in hard, I think, and it looks to be a wet one. It's been a cool summer, definitely compared to last year. But that doesn't always really suggest much about winter, not often enough to be sure. I was too messed up restarting medicine to remember last winter well, though I thought it was just fine. Not too cold, not too snowy usually, a few rough patches, but... not a bad season... from what I remember.
I best get on to something or other. I've sort of hit a place in my game where I could go on, or I could level a bit, or... And I just don't have a great feeling about any of it. I leveled my second character from the melee side, the first character from the spell side of the game, and they are merging. Eventually, if you play enough, you will, effectively, max out your character. There are ways to cheat, and ways that require online play but aren't, quite, technically, cheating (but are). I like to do things as they were meant to be done. It does take longer, and some of it is a bit of a stretch. But, it is within the parameters of the game, what I do. And, usually, when I stretch, it is because I have pretty much zapped the game, and am down to looking for a few scraps to fill something else out. Live how you play, and vice versa, I suppose. I don't care for pvp'ers. They pretty much strip mine the game for their tidbits, and cause developers to constantly change things because "it's not fair!", or something. I wish I could find this game, unupdated, and just play it offline. They have ruined much for pve'ers, with their constant whining. Bleh.
Oh, but, on to a bit more gaming, I suppose. If I can pull it together, I might make burritos later this evening, and maybe see if lint is the problem with the dryer. It is old, very old. Like... decades old. But I really like it. I think I love the thing. It's big, it works well when it works, and it's simple. If, or when, it fails... and if it isn't fixable... I will not buy one of those eco dryers. I will buy as close to the same type as I can find. A big brute that can eat em' and spit em' out without muss or fuss. This techy stuff, like my washer, are generally crap. You pay more and get less. Caveat emptor!
Later.
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Oh, I had a visitor. A mother her (two of them anyway) young ones. She seemed... surprised. Wrong door, or so it seems. It may have been... an investigation. No, not a legal one, a social one. Sussing out Doom, checking to see just who... that man is. Or, who lived there. The surprise would fit. No one ever expects the Spanish Inquisition! :)
Frankly I wish I had more time for games. I can squeeze in a few sessions of Battlezone every so often, but that's about it. I had more time for games back when I was regularly employed. Go figure.
ReplyDeleteNow that's funny! On several fronts. Honestly, if I could trade you some busy time for game time, I'd do it in a heartbeat. And yet, being off the clock makes you too busy to... stop and smell the angst? Oh, I have sympathy, and wish I had empathy. I did know an end to gaming during engineering school. And beer. It was horrybull!
ReplyDeleteHow can one get through engineering school without beer?
ReplyDeleteOn the one hand, how can you get through engineering school WITH beer, on the other hand... painfully. My guess is my heart was so bad it could only take just so much fun at once. :)
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