Connor H

i take being silly very seriously

I am now 31. Officially In My Thirties(tm). Shout out to the teenager who didn't imagine it'd be worth getting here. He was wrong, and I hope he'd be proud of who he is now.

When I looked earlier, they'd said "a sequence of five arrows, the three down arrows could mean down with fascists" as if those arrows weren't the code for the 500kg bomb in Helldivers 2.

Darkest Dungeon 2 is a bit good, isn't it?

Boy, that post larp drop hits especially hard when you find out people were criticising your behaviour without ever once talking to you, huh.

I am finding joy in informing Elena that "I have given all our friends STDs".
It's her fault, she agreed to marry me.

Dear diary, I have been writing wedding invitations for eighty seven hours (55 minutes) and fear I may not survive.
Tell my family I am ambivalent about them.

The wedding party group chat, on the other hand...

The most stressful part of wedding planning (so far) is corralling all of the big gay nerds (affectionate) I consider my friends into one group. Venue hire? Easy as fuck. Registrar? Completed it mate. Catering? Dead easy.

I wonder what's wearing Vince McMahon. How old is it. Can we pronounce its name without bleeding

GG Allin Turing (@dubsteppenwolf) on twitter: "tired of "your feelings are valid" discourse. sometimes my feelings are dumber than dogshit and I have a responsibility to get a grip."

In tonight's Cohors Cthulhu game, the character played by my oldest friend needed to cleanse a tomb of corrupted slime. He chose to do so by removing his toga, forgetting completely that he was wearing a cloak and had blankets available. He chose the Captain Underpants option. Never change, Liam.

Reading the news this morning was a mistake. I think the best thing any human being can do is to continue to try to be a good person and always do the right thing even - especially - in a world where, increasingly, there is no reward for doing so. All we ever have is our integrity.

This is *exactly* the shit I mean.

Car's odometer hit 69,000 miles today on the drive home from work. Nice.

There's equally a meditative joy in finding new and innovative ways to harmlessly fuck with your friends in video games. Dye all their Minecraft sheep pink. Crash your vehicle into them every time they stop in a Rockstar online game. Only warn them about the barrage in Helldivers after you throw it.

There's a meditative quiet to fishing in video games while listening to shanties, especially knowing it's an experience that I'd hate in meatspace.

Excellent news; I have now got yet another social media platform to be utter shit at remembering to make posts on.