Treat others the way you’d like to be treated. When I call customer support, I don’t get mad at the person because it’s not their fault. If someone flubs up my order I don’t say anything. I try to smile to everyone even though I don’t want to. Even if I don’t make their day better, I try to make it at least bearable.
The Saints Are Coming In My Ass
I had a small switch on the back of the adapter that chose between channel 3 or channel 4
I remember playing games on channel 3
Yep. In fact, I wrote a song about such a thing.
Okay, NOW I’ve got nothing to look forward to after seeing that cake.
Nothing at all
It’s very much like any other survival game if I’m being honest. Minecraft, rust, etc. and kind of rough around the edges. But I very much like exploring the map and finding dungeons, setting up bases in interesting locations, and the ability customize my character. There is an end to the game but it takes a lot of prep work and traveling and I often get distracted by exploring a ruin or a hidden cave or something. I personally enjoy it a lot just for the exploration.
I recently got back into Conan Exiles after playing Cyberpunk for a while. My goal is to leave the exiled land and move onto the DLC map
Macross 82-99 - Fun Tonight It’s just so fun to listen to
In retrospect I think you’re right. Thankfully it’s still working but I’m dreading the day
The first game I remember playing was, I think Paper Mario on the n64. But, I knew I had an n64 way before my first memory so I don’t know what exactly my first game was.
Dunno where I was going to be since I wasn’t really thinking about it. But, there are worst places to be than here so I’m not complaining.
Same day as my birthday
Aw, I was gonna make that joke
Sooome people say a star is made out of mud…
Seasoning salt
The craziest story I have is how close I got to becoming part of a crazy story. It’s odd now that I think about how my life seems to be censored. Back in high school I was part of a group of friends that would go out on the outskirts of my small hometown to play paintball. We’d play almost every weekend and I’d join them everytime. But, one weekend I didn’t join because I think I had a cold or I was working or something. But, that one time I didn’t join someone called the cops claiming that they were hearing gunshots going off. Someone called the cops on a bunch of high school kids and thus the cops showed up sporting shotguns and pistols. My friends had guns pulled on them. Luckily, the cops quickly realized what they were doing and left without any more trouble.
That was the one and only time I’ve almost experienced something even remotely crazy. That was maybe 8 or more years ago.