Much to my own glee, I am finally able to update this dusty litle slice of internet nonsense. Here I come, back but not in black. Why? Because you’d have to be made to wear any dark colours during an Australian summer but I digress.
Yes, so after much contemplation, procrasination and lamentation, all to do with my future course of action, I am back with another spontaenous and haphazard blog post about a topic that I didn’t think I would be writing about for quite some time: Love.
Although I have only been single for a couple of months now (Or at least I think it’s a couple, or a few at the very least. I am not entirely sure, I haven’t exactly been keeping count.) and have been enjoying the good company, drink and ‘benefits’ of the single life, my inner romantic has been crying out across the seas after some interaction with some lovely ladies from across the pond. You can’t believe how lucky I am to be able to collaborate with and chat to such lovely people but most of it makes me realise just what kind of fun I have been missing out on in my life.
And that is a quirky, artistic yet fiscally conversative EuroCutie with an awesome sense of fashion!
Unfortunately it’s only a dream at this point. Being stuck on a giant sunburnt island sort of makes travelling to said cuties a bit difficult for me. But hey, maybe the allure and the legends of the Great Southern Land will lead them here to me instead.
Not that it should be considered as such, since everyone, their mothers and their dogs seemed to know about this one particular feature. But you know that thing that you can do with your phone on SnapChat? The one where you’re taking an ordinairy selfie only to have your recently captured picture self spewing rainbows? Well, yeah. That’s a thing. I only found out about this a week ago at a party.
“But Dandy, ya numbskull!” You wail, gork and snort. “This feature has been present in SnapChat for AGES! How could you only find out about it now?”
And that’s a darn good question, Mr/Mrs/Ms. Disembodied Voice over the Internet! But the answer is the real kicker.
It’s one word. ‘iOS7’
… well, that’s not really a word. More like an acronym. But yeah, you get what I mean.
That typo was intentionally left unchecked. Stay tuned to find out why!
And welcome back. Nice to see you all, still pressing words and such. I would be doing the same however my W key is starting to play up. Not sure whether it’s a contact issue or not but this scissor switch keyboard that I’ve been rocking for almost a decade is starting to really show it’s age. Well … Just in one specific key.
So the logical thing for me to do was to order a new keyboard. A nice one too. One of those hybrid mechanical keyboards that fool you into thinking they’re the real deal but upon closer inspection, are no different to your Average Joe membrane deal. Should be arriving sometime this week. It will be awesome to not have to violently mash the W key with my crooked, elongated index finger a few times like a chimp learning how to type in order to get it to work.
Farewell, old keyboard. I shall never forget the fond memories we spent together, me plugging you into my Xbox 360 as an alternative to using the d-pad to input text for names, messages and MSN chat.
I will admit that I am a busy man. Between trying to get Twitter famous, playing unhealthy amounts of Counter Strike and making stupid chiptune on my decrepit four year old MacBook, I haven’t really had a whole lotta time to be writing the blog posts.
So right now, while I’m in the mood, I’d like to take this chance to just sit down and catch up.
So yeah, 2016. Doesn’t feel like it’s gonna be all that different to 2015 but I’m sure you’ve seen enough of those ‘Everything is still trash’ jokes to last you for the rest of the eventual Nuclear Winter or Robot Insurrection that’ll take place in 2018. Also, nanomachines. Those will be a thing. Relax guys and gals, I know all this for a fact. Metal Gear Rising told me all about it.
But all credible predictions of future events taken from video games aside, I don’t think I will be doing anything too different to last year. At least not for the first half of it. I still gotta search for my second trial of work placement for the third year of my college course. This’ll be the home stretch and after this, I’ll be taking a break from studying for a good few months. This will be an amazing time to get back in tune with what I love doing, like talking over video games while I play them with either friends or filmed in front of a live studio audience … or YouTube. YouTube will also be good. But that brings me to another issue that I face and that issue starts with a capital M.
Money. Money is what I want. Money is what I ain’t got. Money is what I need. Money is what sets me free. I don’t got money but I certainly got love. Love love love, love is what I got.
Money is a big problem. You see, I’m a couple decades old now and apart form my few hundred hours of work experience done through college AND my countless days spent volunteering, I have yet to actually work a paying job. i don’t know what it is about volunteer work. It’s basically the same as work, except I just don’t get paid. And that’s not an issue in the slightest, I love working for no pay. But with upcoming expenditures for things like a replacement mobile phone, new desktop computer and video and audio recording hardware, I’m going to be needing a steady flow of cash. Also, gas money. Thank the ancient astronauts that built my car for putting a four cylinder in it. Although I’m still bitter that it’s not fusion powered … And that it doesn’t fire ionised particle beams from the rear to dissuade tailgaters.
Oh, you might’ve noticed that I’ve written a lot more than usual. Yeah, that’s partially thanks to this scissor switch keyboard that I managed to find. I think I bought this thing back in my early high school years and used it for MSN Messenger on the Xbox 360.
Hey, we only had one computer in the house and I wasn’t allowed on it. Leave me alone.
But all jokes aside, it’s great! There’s something about a nice heavy and clunky keyboard that reminds me of the old mechanical Apple Desktop Bus ones. Those things rocked so hard, even though they didn’t have those ‘clicky’ keys. Oh how I wish ADB could be converted to USB without a bunch of electrical engineering tier tinkering. That way, I could mash those weighty keys with my hand sanitiser cleansed fingers while I type up another storm like this one. Or write haikus. Those things are mad cool. Look, I’ll show you. Here’s one I wrote a few days ago:
I shall take flight now,
Like the brilliant falcon,
I endure the rain.
original poem do not steal
Anyways, I am going to leave you all to it. I hope you all have a wonderful week. I really should bring myself up to speed on what my fellow bloggers have been up to. I haven’t had a chance to trawl through the seemingly bugged Reader on WordPress. The one that keeps showing me the same blog entries over and over again, even after flicking a page over. Someone really should look into that. Or maybe the fault is on my end …
Couldn’t care less about the GDP. I only care about the GDC.
I honestly don’t know what I was thinking when I wrote that title. I thought I’d keep it anyway because not only do I like it but I feel as though my brain would overheat like a pre-2005 computer running Crysis and then proceed to liquify through my ear holes if I tried to actually muster the effort to cognitively craft a more relevant one.
I really haven’t been blogging much at all. I think I’ve written like, ten posts about the same issue but being the apologetic scrub that I am, I feel the need to say sorry a thousand more times to ward off a bitter metaphorical bludgeoning. Since the Holiday season is pretty much around the corner, I think I’ll take this opportunity to wish everyone a Happy Holidays, just in case I don’t end up blogging again in the near future due to Holidays related stuff. Or don’t blog ever again after the excruciating yet delectable death by Christmas ham.
So, Happy Holidays everyone! And in case I don’t end up chatting to you before the year is up because I’m too busy smuggling protein bars in my messenger bag or something, have a Happy New Year!
I’ll just leave you with some footage of the upcoming year …
Usually, in RPGs, you get experience points for defeating enemies. We can assume that the player character kills or ‘destroys’ these enemies to obtain these experience points. A game like Skyrim, however, would award you for completing acts like picking locks and other cool stuff.
So if real life were an RPG, would that mean that those who aren’t really up to killing other people and animals or other illegal acts are only Level 1?