One Who Wanders (abiona) wrote,
One Who Wanders

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gum on my shoe

I am feeling very weird and very broke today. The weird has manifested itself in knee-high striped socks with shorts, yet more evidence that despite o'er twenty years of additional experience, whenever I am allowed to dress myself, I will tend to turn out looking like this or this. The very broke is just ever present sensation at the moment, and since I just paid my rent (I feel so responsible!), I am probably not letting myself get a new camera battery after all, which kind of depresses me. I have really wanted to go take pictures of old houses for the past few weeks.

I remember Gene talking to me about how when you're this broke, food rather becomes an obsession. The gang back in Chicago may have wondered how best to afford the massive quantities needed to fill their stomachs, but my inclination is to wonder how I can go about ending the need for it altogetherwith, or how long I can ignore the fact that I am hungry. This is, of course, a very silly way to look at the problem, and it only creates more "blehs," like exhaustion. I have to remember that "taking care of yourself" is not just a mental thing, it includes physical concerns.

Yesterday, while riding the bus, a man tapped me on the shoulder and handed me a slip of paper with a message on it.

Are you deaf?

We had a small conversation with pen, paper, and smiles. I nodded, and wrote back, In my left ear, yeah. He wrote another note saying that he was completely deaf and communicated mostly with sign language. I felt bad that I am illiterate in sign language, but before much more could be expressed, a girl sat in the seat between the two hearing-impaired people, and the event seemed to be over. When he disembarked, however, he handed me one last slip of paper that said, Nice to meet you. He also wrote that if ever I was interested in learning sign language, I could contact him at his email address. It was a strange and yet most interesting four or five minutes.

Now, La Pucelle Tactics and I have been having issues with each other as of late. I never really want to level, so they handed me a level 50 character and told me to get to kicking ass already. I sort of complied ... I got most of my main characters into the mid-thirties or forties, which was just enough to continue the plot line. This turns out to have been a rather bad move on my part, as I ran into the end boss, got whooped, and have a save file in a spot where I cannot go back and level. It was so sad to watch all my "asskickers" get vaporized, yet, in a way, I so totally won the game. The hugearse level 65 boss and his high-level, multi-monster strike team were chasing around a level 23 mushroom monster that I had set loose way earlier in the battle as a distraction ploy. I was laughing ... that's my mushroom making a fool out of you. Even if it'll die the moment you get in range, even if I'm going to get Game Over in a second or two and the darkness overtakes the world of La Pucelle forever, I have won at this very moment. You, Mr. Boss-I-Angst-Therefore-I-Destroy, as big and badass though you may be, are chasing around a little bugger that bounces and chirps "Eri!"

Since I like the characters and would like to finish the game, I think I am doomed to starting over and powerleveling so that I can just beat the shit out of everything that gets in my way.

[Edit: Normally, I'm not really a fan of the entire OS-Tan thing, but this is just the best personification of a Mac that I have yet seen.]
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