Look tumblr, I meant to quit. Pack up and leave.
My girlfriend and I split - I’ve not been feeling much of anything lately.
I keep talking to strangers and even though I’m doing a better job of chatting with my friends I’m still pretty isolated emotionally.
I honestly intended post-breakup I’d just quit tumblr and setup my own site like I intended but I guess that’s not how it’s going to play out.
So look, I’m back but I need time to heal before I get totally involved again. Give me a bit of space, a modicum of support and we’ll see if we can’t recapture our reposting glory days. I’d actually like to get some more followers, find some more online friends if possible. This has been a pretty exclusive blog up until now.
Guess who’s been drinking!
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THIS MADE ME CRY WHAT THE FUCK
I have no problem reading any of this and I’ve read 600 page books in much less than a day on multiple occasions.
Nagrand is the last unscarred region in Outland. It is the ancestral home of the orcs and the heart of early orcish shamanism. Today it is a fertile retreat where elementals commune with mortals on a regular basis. Marauding ogres from the Blade’s Edge Mountains, meaning to claim the territory as their own, currently pose the greatest threat to this unspoiled reserve.
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Glassware can get pretty expensive especially if you’re in college and always getting sht faced and breaking your glasses. Start just using your empty beer bottles and turning them into your new glasses. Look dope, easy to make and cheap! Follow these 5 easy steps.
Step 1 – Grab a beer bottle preferably with thick glass such as corona bottles. Tie a string just above the label on the empty bottle
Step 2 – Keep the string tied and soak it in lighter fluid.
Step 3 – Put the string back on the bottle and hold it horizontally. Light the sting rotating the bottle so the flame spreads. You should hear the bottle crack slightly in about 10 seconds.
Step 4 – After you hear the crack, pour cold water on the string and the top of the bottle will fall off.
Step 5 – Now grab sandpaper and sand the edges of the bottle till it is smooth.
Let me tell you a tale of my latest near-death* experience.
So I’m on the Path of Exile Charity League, it’s 11pm (GMT) and I’m drunk as hell on whiskey that the girlfriend bought me yesterday. My play has been mostly fine but the drunker I get and the longer I play the worse it’s getting. Definitely noticeable at this point, I can’t even walk the character in a straight line.
I’m still drunk now, I’m just very very proficient at drunk typing.
So quick background information;
Path of Exile is basically Diablo III as it should have been (underselling it but still).
De-sync is when the client thinks I’m standing in one place but the server knows I’m standing in another.
I’m in the last area of the game (before starting again on the next difficulty), act 3/the sceptre of god, the most difficult zone in the game by far as it was added later than the rest of the content.
During this 2-week charity league extremely difficult boss enemies and strange enemies (called ‘invaders’) can randomly appear in any area.
The 2-week charity league is a hardcore league. If my character dies I’m out. Death is death. I’ve gotten this far (L40) without one.
Whisky is delicious.
At this point I’ve had a few ‘near death experiences’. My red health globe has dropped as far as 1/2 or 1/4 and I’ve activated my speed flask to escape and reorganise/recuperate. Those are nothing compared to what’s about to happen.
You can’t see it but in that room is an invasion boss (a not-so-nice one called ‘Evocata Apocalyptica’), a regeneration shrine and a bunch of difficult ranged invader mobs called ‘Chimerals’.
I enter and immediately regret it. I’m fast but the sheer onslaught of projectiles leaves me no time to stop and fire back - a group of ‘Undying’ lightning warp behind me, blocking the door. Now I spot the shrine - and this is where I fuck up.
Somewhere my drunk mind makes the logical leap from ‘retreat and lure’ (strategy #1) to ‘run for the shrine, activate it and tank everything!’ (strategy #shouldn’t be a strategy)
Then, for the first time, I have a horrendous experience with desync. In the next three seconds I’m standing near the first door, near the room’s exit door, next to the boss mobs and, oddly (since I was nowhere near it), the floor exit. When the desync finishes I’ve teleported next to the shrine and my health is at like 30 points. I’m dead, I’m so very dead.
I hammer my flasks half-heartedly and try to move through the horde. For some reason I’m not dying despite the crazy amount of damage I’m facetanking. Later I realise it’s because of the effect of that damn shrine that almost got me killed.
I’m not aware of it but I’m making some weird half-breathing half-talking noise, accidentally verbalising my inner ‘no no no no no no' monologue as a gasping whine. My partner soon tells me she thought I was having a seizure.
Somehow, by the grace of the Path of Exile gods, I make it through the crowds and the combined effect of my block/evade/flasks and that damn shrine keeps me alive.
Really shouldn’t do anything drunk where the outcome actually matters to you.
*Latest PoE near-death, it’s been about 12 years since my last real life near-death (of which I’ve had 4).
I started writing again finally. I’m half-body deep in to the chapter structure of my next rewrite so, although it’s been years, maybe I might actually produce something for the consumption of others this time around.
I realised (to myself) the other day that, although I come up with no end of short story/novel ideas, I always gravitate back to the five stories I’ve been writing since I was fifteen. It’s just a shame I just have mostly notes and ideas now. I lost the bulk of the handwritten prose and the digital copies older than 2008/2009.
The original, which I haven’t touched in now 5+ years, was a science-fiction story in the same vein as star wars, set around a group of people with extraordinary capabilities and a struggling space empire.
The second oldest was a superhero dystopian time-travel science fiction clusterfuck in which the main characters are just ordinary people caught up in adventures beyond themselves.
Another a modern-day vampire story (inspired by V:TM) revolving around university students, secret societies and a frenzied serial killer.
The fourth is an inter-connected series of short crime stories where each protagonist has input or bearing on the events of another story - creating a web of lies and intrigue.
The last, and the one I’m rewriting now, is a dark fantasy/political adventure centering around a crumbling empire and a race of parasitic monsters. It sounds awfully aSoIaF/GoT-esque but I actually began it a long time before the tv show started/I read the books.
Sometimes I feel like writing these big opinionated thought pieces but then I remember those get 0 faves/reposts and a shitty aSoIaF gif I rip off the internet gets 30+.
I feel like tumblr is not the place for my ramblings.