Of the game. I finished.
Ugh. Feels. Too many. Poor execution of plot but for many of us we’re satisfied. The emotion was there.
Now I don’t know what to do…hehe.
This blanket is my protection from societal integration, though.
Otherwise I’ve simply been texting my two best friends. And avoiding responsibilities.
Determined to finish FFXV. So close. So many damned side quests.
But I love this blanket. Mine mine. All mine.
And not much else to say.
The world is negative and nasty. People keep bickering.I’m avoiding talking to everyone save for a few, and even then it’s light chatter.
Still playing my game. Realizing Christmas (and Hanukkah, for those of you who celebrate it 🙂 ) are just days away.
Where did the time go?
Mom’s at work.
I’m hiding, on a chair larger than me (I’m simply pudgy I promise), playing my way through side quest after side quest of FFXV.
It’s cold. :c
I’m feeling better.
Still hurt. But he’s scum and scum isn’t worth dwelling on.
So I figured out the setting I needed for the TV to connect with our surround sound.
And I started playing Final Fantasy XV. And I remember why I love story in games.
I’ll return to The Last Guardian at some point. 🙂 But I need to hack and slash for now.