I get the reasons for staff to restrict the number of players it wants. Or is able to handle.
Still can't help but think a little that it just comes off as elitism and/or exclusionary for the sake of being exclusive. The addition of alts does not help it, as background or mundane as they might be.
I know that's likely not the case, but that's how the optics of it strike me even if the reasoning is much more practical.
It's something that I know more than just myself deal with. The CEO at my work calls it 'the work/life balance', but I know he didn't coin the term, but I hear him use it most often. In this case, I would call it the 'work/life/RP balance'.
And it's just becoming more and more obvious that I'm ignoring a question that's been sitting in the back of my mind since I started my current job back in November of 2017. And that's if I no longer have the time to RP. Or at least do something with constructive meaning. I look at my hours that I work, and while it's no longer the graveyard shift, it's still not fantastic hours. And I'm not one of you blessed few that are able to RP from work(and part of me is is jealous/petty of the ones that can).
I'm left an impasse. Because I see often things passing me by and I just become apathetic. The desire to give a shit about anything that happens on any particular game I play on is at an all-time low because I'm never there to really enjoy it. I have a job, work friendships, family relationships and other things that more often than not I'd rather do than sit behind my computer and RP. That doesn't take away from the fact that I still enjoy when I can, but given the choice, I'll more likely to take interaction with a couple of friends like the DnD game I run every Sunday.
I don't know how many others felt this same frustration, that they can't ever get RP or get anything done with meaning or value(which, value and meaning are completely subjective to what one considers 'value' or meaning'). The suggestion that maybe it's just time to stop RPing simply because you don't have time for it anymore, because life is just getting in the way of being able to devote time to it. And when you can devote time to it, it's usually during hours where very little happens. So anything important you want to be apart of you're most likely going to have to be okay with the fact that you're just never going to be around for it.
I guess what I'm looking for is advice on trying create a better balance and thus far I haven't found many good answers. Or maybe that right now in my life, I don't have time for mushing. Which isn't exactly the answer I want, and I'd rather look for better options before I take that avenue.
This is what we get for taking the sharp corners off coffee tables.
I'd be willing to take a look at some point when time allows. Did love the Netflix series, even if I haven't had a chance to read the books. It's on my list.
Just noticed all this during my break at work.
Whelp. That sucks.
Another fun part of working third shift.
@roz Oh, it makes sense. I think every time I see one, it's a reminder of how tech-dependent we've become. As if my phone shouldn't do that all the time. Possibly because I don't see them as much.
So it's likely it's not their fault, they just a visual representation of something that bothers me on a primal level. I left social media for the same reasons.
Also, yeah, the finger germ thing. But not like those little pads where you punch in your pin numbers aren't exactly the same.
@roz I don't know why that makes me irrationally angry. Not the art, the tablet cash register.
I get it. I get it. But I really don't get it.
Never give family your Discord handle.
Or your Skype name.
Or your Facebook.
Or Instagram.
Or any social media. It's generally been considered a bad idea.
@sincerely Ugh, I can't argue it too hard because DS9 had 'In the Pale Moonlight' which is just...ugh, SO GOOD.
@dontpanda said in Who are you?:
- The last 3.5 seasons of DS9 are the best in sci-fi, and I'll fite you with teeth and fists.
I really, really don't want to fight you on this, because I more or less agree, but Babylon 5 seasons 3 and 4 would like a word with you.
@sincerely Ugh, too many. I'll take pictures when I get home.
@thenomain It is. I never had a username on the old WORA forum, I was a heavy lurker and I followed the Crimson Skies thread pretty heavily for hilarity/insanity contained within.
Okay.
I'm a coffee snob. My french press tells me so. I also have a grinder with about ten different settings. I'm told that whenever I have friends over, that I just offer coffee and say nothing else.
I collect mugs, which may play into the first point. I love coffee mugs, don't ask me why, I don't completely understand it. But not regular size mug, as I look down my nose at 8 oz mugs. 12 or 16. I like big mugs and I cannot lie.
I have one cat and he's old as dirt.
It's not cold outside, you just have shitty circulation.
I will stab someone for a good handful of jerky.
I have an unhealthy appreciation for really bad 80s action movies.
Video game soundtracks are great for background noise when the tv isn't on(Really, just go listen to Deus Ex Human Revolution).
I often refer to boats as butts.
I got a promotion yesterday at work. This may not seem like a huge thing to a lot of people, but I've been at this job for a year. The last time I was at a job and it lasted longer than a year was 2009. So, a really long time ago.
I've had to crawl out of a very deep hole to get here. I mean, I look at what I received yesterday, and while a $1.50/hr increase in pay is not, well, it's not going to solve all my money problems overnight as much as I wish it would, it's still something to be proud of. Never mind that I think I've finally found a workplace that I could stay at until I retire. I like the company, I like the people, and I(mostly)respect the leadership.
Getting off third shift hours will be the best part. Moving to second shift isn't great, but it's a step up when it comes to having a life outside of work. And maybe I'll be able to RP more. So there's perks to the whole thing.
I hate knowing that Dragonball Super: Broly is really really good, as pretty much every review I've read/watched has either liked or loved it and having zero way to watch it until January.
Saw the trailer for The Outer Worlds. Obsidian? Making a game that's (not)Fallout crossed with Mass Effect crossed with a western feel?
Sign me the fuck up.
For the record, I did not know. I don't think I've even heard of that character.
Life.
Today I love life.
Why? Because in this moment, this morning, I'm thankful to be alive.
A little backstory as to why I feel like that, as opposed to my usual strive to be positive, but yet ultimately nihilistic self. For the past two days, my car had been acting odd. Nothing drastic, just takes my engine about a second or two longer to turn over before it starts. Which I had noted, but decided to keep an eye on til it got worse.
Well, today it was worse. For a good six seconds, the car just turned and turned until it turned over. At which point I realized, okay I better get this looked at before my car doesn't start at all. I'm think electrical wiring. I'm thinking spark plugs. I'm thinking fuel pump. Some cheap, so very very expensive. None of which I really want to pay for. But I can't miss work, especially if I want the promotion I'm looking to get.
So I drive down to my mom's, because I know she has a family friend who's good with cars, gives good prices and doesn't screw people over. I talk to him, ask him to look at my car, and he has enough time in the morning to sneak mine in. As I'm getting ready to head over to his garage, I'm picking up the trash in my passenger side and I notice I start smelling gas. I search everywhere, fine nothing. No wet spots on the ground. It's not until I'm waiting for my mom, that I see the small puddle right next to my driver's side rear tire. A slow, drip drip. Sure enough it's gas.
Now that has me mildly paranoid, but I figure I just drove half an hour from work, I should be okay and that garage is only five miles away. Drop the car off, ride back, sit down to have a coffee and catch up with mom.
Twenty minutes pass. Phone rings, she answers, it's the guy at the garage. It wasn't anything electrical, apart of the fuel line had rusted and rotted into a gaping hole, that was causing the drip. What I didn't know just how bad that drip was while the engine was running. Makes sense when I thinking of it now, fuel pressure being what it is.
He tells my mom, who then tells me that I'm lucky to be alive because I was driving a literal bomb all the way from work to my mom's and then to his garage. Because the fuel line was so close to the exhaust pipe, all it would've taken was one random spark, or enough heat from the exhaust to ignite it.
And I had driven my car like that for about 40 minutes overall this morning
So. Today I love life. Because I am obscenely lucky to be alive. It hasn't really set in just yet. I'm in that kind of 'haha what' phase.
Because I could've been blown up in my car. Not the way I'd like to go out, but at least it would've been interesting. Still, it's a good day when I can lay in bed and simply be glad that I'm doing so.
ETA: I forgot to mention I had just filled my tank on Monday. Soooo....that would've been around ten gallons of gasoline. So. Yeah.
I dont listen to that podcasts for political commentary more the scientific, research and other experts in fields I dont know much about. The sleep study scientist episode was fascinating a few months back. Besides he has a lot of other comedians I enjoy as guests.
While I dont agree with all of Rogans opinions I shouldn't have to. I agree with enough that I keep listening. Also i get a lot of good workout and better eating and fitness advice out of it, oddly.
I get the podcast is controversial and that's fine. I dont have to be 100 percent on board with everything to find some kind of enjoyment out of it.