Lasty

Should have been blackjack

Gwent is pretty dumb. There’s no strategy to it at all, you just buy and play the biggest numbered cards you can and cards big enough to win, like, ever, do not exist.

Geralt is fucking rad. Everyone hates him but he doesn’t care, he just has a stinky job to do.

I am going to change the difficulty when I do a second play through. I opted for normal mode and now regret it, everything but certain bosses and things way higher level are too easy

I haven’t gotten into the dlc yet, but my friend does have it. Right now I’m stuck on this Toad Prince? He is basically invincible.

I was always a wizard. I found an awesome diy healing magic tome and an awesome twin set of wands today. Also got a new uke.

Go out as a zombie in nothing but a hospital gown. The circumstances and your dedication to the bit will make the part more believable. I hate costumes that don’t have suspension of disbelief

Not what I meant. I literallu cannot tiem

All I have are these magic beans

I’ve been losing touch and time is harder to see...

All I have are these magic beans...

I think it would have horrifying ramifications or we’d have it by now

Put your best foot forward

Pics

Something’s got to give...

Yes, in part. Including but not limited to being in tandem with the illusion that things are going well

Lacking functional reasoning skills

The environment I am embedded in. People are products of their environments, everybody seems to say everybody is fucked up and they want to blame it on everything that’s not causing the problem. Like, if you water a plant with soda and then get grumpy when something is off.

This is the kind of thing I’m talking about. Thing is, you can’t exceed your environment. Too many people stuck on stupid enabling each other. If you really want to change, the status quo will go out of it’s way to stop you. Your best effort will only take you so far if the people around you don’t support it.

Wow, somebody kill that guy

Nope

I sleep pretty good myself... XD

I don’t care about anything else, I want to be on the wrecking crew that dismantles the cities we have now. We don’t have to neatly recycle all of it, right? Can I have some fun and blow some stuff up or whatever once peeps are moved out of there? I need that catharsis.

“What am I supposed to do with this?”, right? Shit...

I am a philosopher. Apparently it doesn’t get much lower than that.