Been having one of my sleepy days. And those can be rather stressful.
Because this isn’t the fun kind of sleep. Oh no. This is the twisted, tormented, heavy REM cycle sleep that leaves me feeling like I just barely managed to swim to shore after being shipwrecked far, far away.
So right now I am in a sorry state of being. Sweaty, confused, lightheaded, dizzy, and finding it hard to stay focused on what I am doing.
Frogs don’t have nipples.
Oh, I almost forgot : I also feel like I have been lightly pummeled over every inch of my body. And then there’s that wacky feeling like I am a cartoon character who has been rolled flat by a steamroller and needs to blow into his thumb to re-inflate himself.
My life is so much fun. Really.
Have given Final Fantasy XIV Online a try. Not much of one, because I was so sleepy, but enough to get a bit of the way into the tutorial phase.
So far, I am extremely impressed by the quality of the graphics. Everything is just plain gorgeous, and looks surprisingly real for a fantasy world.
And I am not even running it at full resolution yet. Mainly because when I went to bump the resolution up to the max for my monitor, 1920 by 1080, it wanted to know what refresh rate I wanted.
I don’t frigging know. Whatever my monitor is currently using.
Of course, now that I have had some more sleep, I remember that my monitor supports many refresh rates and even a dynamic refresh rate in some circumstances, so the next time I play, I will be able to fix the problem and play at full res,
Graphics aside, I am enjoying the world but finding the controls a bit weird and hard to use. This is probably because I am so used to ESO that using a different kind of 3D controls feels alien, and nothing to do with any problem with the controls in FFXIVO.
We will see.
Mood has been okay. Not great. Feel like I am treading water. But on a deeper level, I am looking for a way out of my deadly doldrums still, and trying to keep my recent ego trip going long enough to get myself into trouble.
Or at least troubled enough to be productive.
I mean, there’s always this here blog of mine as a creative outlet. And it helps, it really does. I would be much crazier without it.
But like I said before, it’s not enough. I need more.
So I have been trying to find my rinky dink little webcam so I can get back into making videos. If i can’t find it, I might invest some of my savings in a new one.
Or maybe get a tablet or laptop or something. I dunno. Something that shoots decent quality video. My fancy microphone can take care of the audio.
Or maybe I will start a podcast instead. I already know how to produce audio. I am confident in my ability to put a show like that together.
It’s how to get people to listen to the damned thing that mystifies me.
But that’s always been my problem, hasn’t it?
I can make it but I can’t promote it.
I guess I need an agent.
More after the break.
That Subtle Taste
The Ten Can Challenge continues. Tonight I am having one of the cans of baked beans I bought last Friday, and while I definite tasty tomatoes, beans, and a certain subtle hint of sweetness, mostly what they taste like is the can they came in.
So, ick. Beginning to understand why they were such a bargain. Next time I see some outrageously good price for something, I am checking best before dates.
Caution is the sort of thing you can only learn by not having it.
Now, were I a sane person, I would have tasted the beans once then thrown them out as unfit for human consumption and picked something else to eat.
But I am not a sane person, so I am eating them anyway. There uis a good chance this will make me sick at some future point, but, well, couple how hard I find it to throw out food with not wanting to have to choose something else, and multiply that by my compulsion to finish what I start, and, well, here we are.
Actually, fuck that, though. I just had another bite and it was so gross that I can’t eat any more of it. So, victory! I am changing my plan of action.
There, done. Evil food disposed of. The usual crappy food put in its place. Thus, I got around having to choose a different can of whatever to eat. I’ll just count this as a learning experience and tomorrow I will try something else.
Pondering returning the unopened other can of said baked beans. I don’t really care about getting my 79 cents back, I just want to tell them that they might be selling poisoned food to people.
I mean, I don’t know exactly what ill effects can be caused by eating baked beans that taste like the can they came in, but it can’t be good.
I’ve played more FFXIVO now. Enough to get some sense of the combat. I am mostly withholding judgment on the game as a whole because I am still adapting to the new controls, environment, and such, and so right now, I am grumpy and bitchy and hate everything about it.
That’s true of most games though. I hate them till I get used to them. And that includes a lot of games I have gone on to love. So I bitch and moan as I keep playing long enough to adapt to the damned thing.
After all, if you don’t endure, you don’t adapt. Everything sucks at first, when it’s brand new and strange and very hard to deal with compared to all the things you are used to.
But all those familiar things that now seem so attractive compared to the new thing were new and hard to deal with once too.
You can’t judge things by how hard they are at first. That would be mindless of you, like you had no sense of the future where it would be easier.
Luckily, we’re all way too smart for that. Right?
I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.