You are responsible for all that you do, all that you don't do, and the consequences thereof.
Monday, December 29, 2014
Monday, December 22, 2014
Uh, oh. Out of stuff.
Erm... I ran out of stuff to link...
Currently playing King's Bounty games (on steam), because I enjoy them despite their flaws. Don't really want to make a post on them though.
*sigh* Sorry.
Currently playing King's Bounty games (on steam), because I enjoy them despite their flaws. Don't really want to make a post on them though.
*sigh* Sorry.
Saturday, December 20, 2014
Thursday, December 18, 2014
Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Friday, December 12, 2014
I Don't Play Video Games Anymore. I Wait For Them.
http://kotaku.com/i-dont-play-video-games-anymore-i-wait-for-them-1665496091
This is why my PS3 doesn't have internet access. It can't make me wait for updates to download if it doesn't know there are any.
This is why my PS3 doesn't have internet access. It can't make me wait for updates to download if it doesn't know there are any.
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Monday, December 08, 2014
Why I don't feel loved.
It's really quite simple: My flaws are a deep part of who I am, and everyone wants to fix me.
I didn't really understand it when I was younger, but I do now: Everything people have all praised me for, exists because of everything people condemn me for. My flaws aren't just a part of the whole package. They are largely responsible for why I am who I am. I wouldn't be me without them.
My high perception? My ability to notice and remember details most don't? That's because I'm very sensitive to stimuli, and it's why I hate taking showers or baths and have crappy hygiene.
My high intelligence and knowledge? That's largely because I can't focus on anything I'm not interested in. I can't make myself do work, and when I try, my mind just wanders. So what I do manage to accomplish, is I end up thinking about, and contemplating everything that ever happens to me. Everything I see or read, or hear gets thought about over and over and over. I end up thinking about everything far more deeply than anyone I know. The whole reason I am smart, is just because I never stop thinking. It is also why I can't work. I can't set myself a goal and expect to accomplish it.
People will say they love me, and in the same breath wish that my flaws would be fixed. Which just sounds like all they really love is their idea of me. Some perfect construct that doesn't exist, and never will. What they want is my potential. Not my reality. They don't want me, just what they think I could be.
I didn't really understand it when I was younger, but I do now: Everything people have all praised me for, exists because of everything people condemn me for. My flaws aren't just a part of the whole package. They are largely responsible for why I am who I am. I wouldn't be me without them.
My high perception? My ability to notice and remember details most don't? That's because I'm very sensitive to stimuli, and it's why I hate taking showers or baths and have crappy hygiene.
My high intelligence and knowledge? That's largely because I can't focus on anything I'm not interested in. I can't make myself do work, and when I try, my mind just wanders. So what I do manage to accomplish, is I end up thinking about, and contemplating everything that ever happens to me. Everything I see or read, or hear gets thought about over and over and over. I end up thinking about everything far more deeply than anyone I know. The whole reason I am smart, is just because I never stop thinking. It is also why I can't work. I can't set myself a goal and expect to accomplish it.
People will say they love me, and in the same breath wish that my flaws would be fixed. Which just sounds like all they really love is their idea of me. Some perfect construct that doesn't exist, and never will. What they want is my potential. Not my reality. They don't want me, just what they think I could be.
Saturday, December 06, 2014
Thursday, December 04, 2014
Tuesday, December 02, 2014
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