People are Wrong On The Internet, but I don't feel like opening that can of worms by actually responding to the post. Spoiler: Worm can Saw a reblog with scanned pages from a magic iconography book with the caption talking about how accurate it was. It had a section labeled "Very old sigils for demons." With the names belonging to Cthulhu Mythos critters. I guess "very old" means "even the name of this being was invented less than a century ago."
The mustard stained my shorts. It's barely noticeable, but it's there. They were brand new shorts, dammit.
There's apparently some important Sportsball thing tonight and that's the only thing that's on the radio news. How about all the people who don't care about the Sportsball, huh? Aaaaaaaaaaargh.
My dad. Apparently when he has strong feelings about things they should be taken into account in discussions and are not allowed to be challenged. Previously when I have had strong feelings about things he's allowed to talk over me and tell me all the ways in which I am wrong.
place we ordered lunch from forgot my food, and my coworker didn't check. He had to go back there and I'm sooooo hungry. :(
Win10: I'm gonna install updates and not tell you. And restart without asking! In the middle of active hours! What's that? You were downloading something big? Shhhhh, no1curr, it's okay. :| ETA: aaaand whatever update that was fucked up my graphics drivers, monitor is now registering no input despite everything being plugged in and running fine. Fuckin hell I just fixed you you dumb box.
Trying on a piece of clothing that you've coveted and waited for it to go on clearance and you find you just don't like it on.
Plans have changed Plans have changed Plans have changed Plans have changed Plans have changed Plans have changed again
Inadvertendly do a 12 hour shift because some combination of workload, executive dysfunction, small bits of procrastination Get home about 5 hours before you have to wake up because your day starts 4 hours earlier than today did :')
Mom told dad not to pressure wash the deck. Guess who pressure washed the deck while mom and I were gone? Also- we got home and dad started yelling at her within 5 minutes.
I had a good day. Lazy, full of fun stuff. And now the tide of "you didn't do thiiiiiiiis, you should have done ittttt" is coming in and dragging garbage over everything. And I'm not even talking ~*Responsible*~ things, I'm talking things like the other roleplaying I do. I'm getting this awful guilty impulse for doing the stuff I wanted to do and had fun with, instead of treating the hobby as a chore that I need to get back to today. The feeling is like, unless people are singing my praises they're actually secretly very angry at me, and furthermore that they're right to be and that I should be ashamed for letting them down, so ashamed that I only do things that will get me approval. It's a sucky stupid feeling! I want to kick it!!!
@swirlingflight I officially absolve you of any responsibility to our D&D game this week since you just posted yesterday. :P Not that I have the authority to impose that responsibility on you in the first place! (And I am very rarely secretly angry at anyone.)