My 2024 GOTY is Girls Frontline 2: Exilium. Who could have foreseen this-- they really came out of the gate swinging at the 11th hour.
Infinity Nikki is downloading as we speak so we will see who might win this colossal battle of two titans of releasing in Early December.
(It's going to be GFL2. It's peak, as the kids say.)
I really haven't gotten much writing done, and normally I wouldn't care to say this, I have already figured everyone would have given up hope at this stage (if you have hope please give it up, even I don't have any). However I know theres been a lot of new people reading recently, and I also know for a fact many existing readers have an outsize hope in me and specifically the things I say about when I will get work done, and it's time to squash it. Knock it off. I'm spritzing you with a spray bottle of high quality balsamico. It's time to give up hope already. Good things do not happen anymore and I am certainly not going to shoulder the responsibility of proving this axiom wrong. I did say I would *try* to put out a KITROTE by Christmas. I tried and I failed. I have like 18 days to deliver something and I'm playing my second new chinese gacha game that launched this month. It's over for all of you and for me. I'm not calling myself a writer anymore, I'm a gambling addict, a drunk and a "raconteur." Just like your dad's twitter bio in 2011. It all swings back around. History is not over-- it's a circle.
Anyway. Personal life anecdotes to fill out the post:
I cooked so much food during thanksgiving, I was on my feet like all day cooking. And then this week I haven't cooked a damn thing. It happens I guess.
I learned that the train I can take in my new city is a double decker train. That's crazy.
My day job has been brutal lately. "Startup culture" "wearing many hats" if you hear these things it means "do a lot of frustrating things that aren't in your job description." Run.
The 7th season of Deep Space Nine is not good. But I love Ezri so much. Fantastic character-- too bad about everything.
My bed has USB ports and I purchased this little light thing that is USB powered and it's so luxurious for hanging around in bed.
I had the most bizarre dream today. First, I was in high school, and it was a distinctly very caribbean type high school. I was wearing a boy's uniform and really upset about it. But I had my adult body, except, I was distinctly sure that I was a teen. Everyone was rude to me-- I was trying to get directions to leave the high school because my actual IRL wife was waiting for me, and I knew she was still my wife, but she was distinctly not a child and not in school. So something was going on there. Then after avoiding several very violent teens I made it to my wife's car, and she drove me through some really, really high up mountains, and we either caused or came upon a really brutal car accident. Like there was a mangled man who had been flung out of the window, blood everywhere, face mutilated, ribs shattered at acute angles, it was horrible. And my wife and I decide to drive away and not help him. Then police helicopters start chasing me, GTA style and I am apprehended like "off-screen" because the next thing is me in court defending myself. I am introduced as the "male author of a popular transsexual webcomic" by the boniest old man judge in the world, who sentences me to death for perhaps this crime, or perhaps others. I then wake up in my bed in the real world, convinced I just killed a man, or something, and am a fugitive. I slowly realize, staring at my phone's wallpaper of a woman with an enormous bust size from Goddess of Victory: Nikke-- that it was all a dream.
I am not a fugitive from the law, widely hated-- yet.
I still have around 18 days to prevent this fate. But don't get your hopes up. I will disappoint and hurt you. That's an inevitability of being myself.
Infinity Nikki is finished downloading and verifying its download and installing.