Continuing with the modding. Can't get Oblivion to work at all. Will start over. Actually just have plugins working for Morrowind but not from 2002 so they're kind of mods..?????? I don't really know the difference. Actually have Skyrim modded. I like Morrowind far better. The music is even just better though same composer.
Read The Banished Craft, Fettered Flame and Scattered Bond by ED Bell. First openly provegan author. But it seems a type of proveganism that won't change anyone's mind. And only people already vegan or sympathetic would even read it in the first place. On the other hand, people will actually read it, as it's not dark hardly at all. Hmmm, I already posted about this. Oh well. So little free time. And so much wasted time.
And Borges. No great thoughts. But bad day. Isolation plus nastiness. Frozen bean burger. On purpose I suspect. Social dysfunction at bus stop in freezing cold. Isolation at work. Online wasteland. It's a sad world full of stupid people. But who am I to speak when I can't get the nexus mod manager to open for Oblivion.
(The cigar is half smoked, but obviously not burning anymore, as there isn't any oxygen in outer space. How did it get there? Hmmmm.) Free
Showing posts with label Bell (E D). Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bell (E D). Show all posts
Tuesday, January 15, 2019
Monday, December 31, 2018
Been playing heavily modded morrowind for a couple of weeks now. Best game ever. More or less.
This has resulted in not much piano playing. Been playing tennis like Ken Rosewall except 9 inches and close to 100 pounds bigger, so still a bit of power. Reading The Banished Craft by E D Bell book 3 now. About a world where dragons and humans have been split apart. Pro-vegan book. First I've ever really read.
Got back into running for a couple of weeks or so now. Just doing 4/2s at 8 minute miles so far. Just twice a week. Juggling I can do 6 or 7 three ball patterns and I can do 4 ball sync fountain for like 5 to 10 seconds.
Second child is due in 3 weeks. I continue to get no support at work. First child seems to be a strange combination of very smart and... really not, just like someone else I know.
Health is good. Sleeping well. Have been mostly avoiding gluten and feel better for it.
It occurs to me that I have to have uncommon friends. By that I seem to mean that they must be a bit nuts. Otherwise things just don't make sense. Perhaps, simply with friends as with lovers, we seek that which feels familiar.
"Lovers" is really not a word I use.
And so my friends are kooky. And this can be a problem, just about always. But well what, make friends with someone that's "normal"? Meh.
So then, so it goes.
And read The Boy From Tomorrow by Camille Deangelis. About two children who can communicate across 100 years. Brought a tear to my eye. Reminded me of my idea, not just a story idea, but something in the real world I desperately wanted, someone to just talk to far away as I lived hell. I of course could not find that in the real world. I found just more hell.
..also loving this Castlevania show on netflix. Which is unusual for me. Never watch TV shows. This is so dark. Destroying mankind. Evil religion. Good stuff.
This has resulted in not much piano playing. Been playing tennis like Ken Rosewall except 9 inches and close to 100 pounds bigger, so still a bit of power. Reading The Banished Craft by E D Bell book 3 now. About a world where dragons and humans have been split apart. Pro-vegan book. First I've ever really read.
Got back into running for a couple of weeks or so now. Just doing 4/2s at 8 minute miles so far. Just twice a week. Juggling I can do 6 or 7 three ball patterns and I can do 4 ball sync fountain for like 5 to 10 seconds.
Second child is due in 3 weeks. I continue to get no support at work. First child seems to be a strange combination of very smart and... really not, just like someone else I know.
Health is good. Sleeping well. Have been mostly avoiding gluten and feel better for it.
It occurs to me that I have to have uncommon friends. By that I seem to mean that they must be a bit nuts. Otherwise things just don't make sense. Perhaps, simply with friends as with lovers, we seek that which feels familiar.
"Lovers" is really not a word I use.
And so my friends are kooky. And this can be a problem, just about always. But well what, make friends with someone that's "normal"? Meh.
So then, so it goes.
And read The Boy From Tomorrow by Camille Deangelis. About two children who can communicate across 100 years. Brought a tear to my eye. Reminded me of my idea, not just a story idea, but something in the real world I desperately wanted, someone to just talk to far away as I lived hell. I of course could not find that in the real world. I found just more hell.
..also loving this Castlevania show on netflix. Which is unusual for me. Never watch TV shows. This is so dark. Destroying mankind. Evil religion. Good stuff.
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Bell (E D),
books,
Castlevania,
Deangelis (Camille),
piano,
tennis
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