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Husband: "How can you watch videos of other people playing games you own, and not play them yourself?"
Me: "[X game] is annoying to play: [clunky mechanics, irritating battle system, grind not proportional to rewards, terrible UI, etc]."
H: "But you could be DOING IT YOURSELF."
Me: "What, being annoyed?"
H: "Then how is it not annoying to watch?"
Me: "Because I get the story without having to deal with the annoying stuff."

--a conversation that happens in my house at least once a month

So apparently this weekend while I was busy ignoring the existence of the internet (except for Let's Play Morrowind videos on YouTube, anyway), a bunch of stuff happened? I may just be too lazy to bother trying to find out what I missed.

I can't actually be bothered to care what holidays anyone celebrates either. I'm a Christmas type, but will say "Thanks, you too" to any seasonal greeting. Mostly in hopes that will end the social interaction and I can retreat into my own head again.

As much as I hate people being jerks, for some reason this doesn't seem to apply when they're just speaking bluntly about their feelings or opinions. I'd rather hear the baldfaced truth than be lied to or have to guess what's hidden behind the curtain of niceties.

And I'm not pretentious enough to expect people to want to read interior monologue from some people sitting in a room talking about their feelings.

I don't write because I'm terrible at coming up with believable original characters. I have all kinds of stories in my head about other people's characters, but without the "this is X from Z" shorthand I'm pretty sure they won't make sense to other people. Also the sorts of stuff I find interesting to think about is like 97% interior monologue, 3% dialogue, and almost no action because I don't know how plot works.

#introductions Oh and for work I troubleshoot driver issues on proprietary Linux servers. Well, that's part of what I do, anyway. I'd like to do sysadmin or make a living from singing, but it's hard keeping your resume out of the trash bin when you majored in philosophy (never mind that it was an amazing foundation for literally anything).

#introductions I am bad at them. I get super obsessed about random things and then completely lose interest within a month, but some of the stuff that appears to have stuck:

- my husband
- reading anything and everything I can get my hands on
- video games (JRPG, puzzle, strategy)
- #headcanon
- classical music/singing
- Catholicism, oddly enough
- philosophy (led me to the preceding)
- mechanical keyboards
- getting mad about stuff I have no control over (politics, people being jerkheads)

I love replying to an email marked URGENT and then getting OOO messages from literally everyone else on the email. That just makes my day.

McSweeney's, man. They get it right. https://www.mcsweeneys.net/articles/twitters-updated-terms-of-use

11 years ago, my FFXII crush was Balthier. Now it's Basch. I have no idea what this means.

So last night I fell asleep at 8pm, woke up at 1:30am with a headache, took some Excedrin and then just sort of relaxed, fell asleep again at some point, then woke up a little later than usual (6am rather than 5:45). And I actually feel well-rested. What. The. Ever. Living.

I don't know whether to be relieved or disappointed that the chorus parts in Le Nozze di Figaro are so stupidly easy.

I was so out of it (read: sleeping constantly) this weekend that I forgot to watch Outlander.

According to my sleep tracking app, I've been getting more sleep this year than I probably have in my entire life. So why I am so damn tired?

I legit just saw a Saturn L300 with a Dole/Kemp bumper sticker. #WhatYearIsIt #JustFloridaThings

This day was bad enough before Facebook decided it was a good time to notify me that today was the birthday of a deceased loved one.

Current mood: Inhaling the fumes of a cup of Earl Grey and trying to let the full-body goosebumps convince me that things are better than they really are.