I’m still thinking about the goals for this year. In yesterday’s post, I talked a lot about Taiji and Bagua and the weapons I want to learn/how hard it is to find a Double Sword Form. I did add one more actual goal, and I’ll add a few more in today’s post (probably). I’m still… Continue Reading
I’m back with more actual goals. Here is my last post, and, yes, I’m still talking about my re-birthday. Hm. It’s really late (early in the morning), and I am exhausted. I t hink I’ll skip it and come back to it tomorrow. I’m back. A quick side note (yes, this early): My sleep has… Continue Reading
Ok. No more fucking around. I’m going to lay out my goals for this year. Starting with the more important ones and then meandering down to the ones that are just rattling around in my brain. Here is my post from yesterday, which is vaguely related. 1. Write the first draft of my novel/book. This… Continue Reading
I am back to write more about, well, my lack of writing. I mentioned in yesterday’s post that I had said to myself a few weeks after I got home that if I never wrote again, that was a fair trade-off for being alive. I stand by that, but… It’s hard. Before my medical crisis,… Continue Reading
Yesterday, I said I wanted to talk about my goals, but ended up talking about other things. I never got to my goals for my fifth year of life, so that is what I want to tackle in this post. I spent the first year of my re-birth adjusting to the fact that I was… Continue Reading
I’m thinking about the next step in my life. This is the fifth year of my re-birth, and it’s time for me to start thinking about what I want to do with my life. In yesterday’s post, I talked about how I had been given the miracle of life, and I was so grateful for… Continue Reading
Four years ago (September 3rd, 2021), I died. I was brought back to life and after being kept in a coma for a week, I suddenly came back to myself. I was high as a kite because I wsa stuffed full of drugs, weak as a kitten from my ordeal, but I was alive, damn… Continue Reading
One of the issues with me and any kind of pop culture is that I’m never sure what I will like. I am very sure about things I won’t like, and I am rarely wrong on that front. This is me in a nutshell, though. I know what I don’t like/don’t want much more than what I… Continue Reading
I want to continue my thoughts on what makes a perfect cozy game to me. In the last post, I was talking about relationships and how the better cozy games really flesh them out. In this post, I want to concentrate on what I DON’T want in a cozy game. Or rather, what will turn… Continue Reading
I was going to write about my perfect cozy game in yesterday’s post, but then I went completely off the rails. That’s because I found out the (dismissive and sexist) definition of coz games–by the way, apparently some people think the term started at the beginning of the pandemic and then go on at lengeth… Continue Reading