I am absolute shite at naming my characters in games.
It’s a good thing I never had any kids, because they’d all have names like ‘Default’, ‘First Name Here’, and ‘Lorem Ipsum’.

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I am absolute shite at naming my characters in games.
It’s a good thing I never had any kids, because they’d all have names like ‘Default’, ‘First Name Here’, and ‘Lorem Ipsum’.
I never understood those DAO ‘health poultices’... Is everyone supposed to be stopping mid-battle for topical application of the *looks up ‘poultice’ in dictionary* "soft usually heated and sometimes medicated mass spread on cloth and applied to sores or other lesions”? Or are they actually taking them orally, as the game seems to imply? o_O
Urgh. Now I feel queasy.
Urgh. I think I’ve lost the will to ESO... been moving one stupid rug around in the house I’m decorating for three days (’Here? Or here...? Arrrrgh!') and couldn’t even get through crafting writs this morning without tabbing out to check the headlines on the NY Times site.
So. I made a Twitter account yesterday. Verified the account by email, but didn’t use it beyond that.
Today, the account is locked/suspended for ‘suspicious activity’. And the only way to unlock it is by a code sent via text message. Only I don’t have a way to receive text messages because I’m a Luddite yes I am.
And so now I don’t know whether to be appalled or proud that I have this albatross of a ‘suspicious’ and suspended account floating out there without any way to fix it.
Haven’t looked at my dash in a week or so (being sick and another different sick and also Morrowind) and while I was gone it got swallowed by some meme about McDonalds.
I really am too old for this.
BLOODY HELL!
I spent the morning finishing up and packaging a mod and and then an hour polishing the ReadMe. Hit the ‘Don’t Save’ button instead of the ‘Save’ button when I was done, because of course I did.
If it weren’t tucked into a corner and snug against the walls, I would flip this desk.
andrastini replied to your post “Every time someone revives that IDIOTIC mother fucking goddamned piece...”
Maker! Really? I've posted pics and gifs of Alistair's sausage and don't have that problem. maybe the porn blogs just like the dogges from ye anderfels...
I wish I’d never let the dogges out. :-/
Commander Stupidface (ME 1, 2, & 3)