Welcome in, 2025!

 Here we go, kiddies.

It's been a whole 7 days of 2025, and I'm going to give you the Oru List of What-the-fucks. 

NEW YEAR CONS: 

- Dogs both got some seriously disturbing stomach bugs, and had been shitting acid for about 5 days between the pair of them. This includes, but is not limited to: waking us up at ungodly hours so they don't shit indoors, shitting indoors when I'm at work by accident because they can't hold it, cleaning up said shit, etc...

- The wonderous world of Feminine-Bodily-Functions assaulted me three days ago, which turned my already low seasonal depression into rock-fucking-bottom depression, spurred on by completing a video game that was so good that I think I may actually DIE because I can no longer continue playing the character I made to beat the game.

- Guess what!? I don't want to work on my edits. I don't want to stress over something SO important to me, knowing that it's going to just sit and die like every other thing I make of my life! What's the point? Have I started bathing in the acrid waters of nihilism!? PERHAPS! At the very least, I'm in the midst of a wallop of a seasonal depression.

- No raise yet. Hooray. 

- The continued and uncontrollable urge to weep, brought on by: music, random thoughts, tactile sensations, looking in the mirror, a fucking BREEZE blowing in the wrong direction, etc... 

NEW YEAR PROS:

- I am still very much alive. So are my dogs, and my love, and my friends. 

- People liked my Chocolate-Gingerbread Cookies.

- The game I'm playing/played until oblivion is absolutely fantastic. Judge me all you want, but I've been a fan of the franchise since Origins. I'm obsessed with the world, the lore, the everything. DragonAge: The Veilguard, my beloved (as some of my friends would surely say.) IN my opinion, the movement of the characters is so natural (especially in comparison to earlier chapters of the game,) and the dialogue is beautifully crafted to purposefully draw you closer to the NPCs, letting you be brusque and rude and funny, but not needing to worry about accidentally alienating an NPC based on a difference of opinion. There's so much more good about it, but I can't because I'll cry like a damn sap. Maybe later.

- I still think my hands are pretty cool. As in, I like the appearance, flexibility, and general size & shape of my hands. Which is something, right? I think it counts. 

- I need a fifth one to make it even. Let me think. Um. Oh, I'm in the party for a friend of mine, gonna be a Grooms-person, and The Groom's dad got all our suits for us, so all we have to pay is Tax. I think that's VERY swell of him, and I thanked him profusely.