That moment when you're waiting on a package, and you keep hearing a car on the road, but it's the some random car. I've seen this damn black minivan go in and out of the neighborhood like seven times in the past couple hours, and it's driving me insane. I want to torch that stupid minivan.
Driving down a back road, behind this tow truck towing a car. Some moron stops in the MIDDLE OF THE ROAD, forcing me and the tow truck to slam on our brakes. There was plenty of driveways they could have pulled into, but no. Why? They were picking somebody up. Tow truck blares its horn, a guy tells the driver to fuck off. Later, they turn down an intersection. Tow truck pulls over. I think somebody's getting towed.
Dreams are weird. I just woke up from a dream where I was on here, actually, checking things, and in my dream I see I have a message from an ex of mine I still miss, though their name was wrong for some reason. I instantly recognized their pic, though. My heart jumped so hard, and it's still racing even after I've woken up and realized it was just a dream.
(Dang, send already. My phone's been having huge issues and won't connect worth shit.)
Eating my own words a bit about crickets chirping. If the very first thing someone messages me is about RP, or even within the first few messages, there's a very strong likelihood that I'm not going to respond, or outright block them, depending on my mood.
Hot damn, the site is usable again for me; about a week or so ago, I logged in and the interface was totally glitched, and I decided screw it, I'm done anyway, I'll just take a haitus seeing as I can't do anything. Well randomly I'm reminded of certain things, and log in once more, and it's back to normal. My bad. Should have tried logging out and back in. Only missed one alert for a thread. Crickets still chirp.
So I just woke up from a dream I was a dragon in the middle of Africa for some reason, fighting rhinos and dinosaurs to very loud and awesome rock music inexplicably playing in the background. Mostly jumping up and slamming my tail to them and sending them crashing into the ground, or duelling with my horns. I'm sure it has nothing to do with all the Spyro I've been playing lately.
Whew. Nothing like an emergency run outside at like 12:30 at night because it's starting to pour rain outside, and I realize well shit, I think my windows are down on my truck because it was perfectly clear and warm earlier today. Also great because the window crank on the driver door is broken, and I was having to use my shirt to grip on either side of the window to get it up, fighting it the whole time. I'm soaked.
I don't know why I keep looking up videos of car accidents. It's interesting to watch them happen, as well as seeing the damage afterward, but it's hard to watch at times. I feel myself flinch on some of them. Some of them make my heart skip a beat and I feel the impact.
So I beat Legend of Spyro: The Eternal Night finally after several hours. That game was a pile of fucking garbage. Love the story of TLoS, but god damn, just watch it on YouTube, this game especially. I'm surprised my controller made it, and it did so just barely. I wanted to smash that thing in half.
That weird, sad feeling you get when you're finished with a game you're really into. That strange sort of limbo of like...well, what now? Meanwhile you want more. It'll be even better when I finish the last game, then it'll really hit and my brain will reject that it's over and that's all there is to see of the game verse. No, it can't be over. NEED MORE.
Is hacking a game that has the worst RNG ever really hacking, though? After grinding a fight at least a hundred times for one fucking thing that isn't even supposed to be rare, and still the game will NOT give it to me, I say fuck you to the RNG and it's a glaring flaw in the gameplay. Still feels like bitching out, though.
WOW, I just had a major and impressive fail in GTA IV. So I was in a shootout, and fired a rocket launcher at an Enforcer. There was a police car in front and was trying to hit the van behind it, and fired just barely in front of it. The rocket bounced off the van, then off something else off screen, and I was looking to see where it went, and I see the rocket flying along the ground straight toward me and I blow up.
Never get together with someone if you are not comfortable yet, and never let anything rush that. Less than a week ago, I got together with someone I didn't even fully trust because they were threatening suicide. It was a huge mistake, and in less than a week, this is sorely not working between us. And the worst part is, I KNEW this was going to happen, even when we were still just friends.
I remember being so proud to 100% the first Lego Star Wars back in the 00's, solving the puzzles and buying all the stuff. It took me forever. And now I come back after at least a decade since playing it, and do it again in just two nights, granted nights, not even playing it during the day hardly. Little kid me sucked. There was only one level where I had trouble finding the secrets, even then it took me an hour.