I applied to a job today that needed an absurd number of details…
But the most annoying one was TWO references for character, one of which HAD to be your previous employer…
Now I have nothing against my last employer, nor do they have anything against me…
The problem is… they’re kind of… not a thing anymore.
So I don’t really see how I can provide their details…
So yeah. That’s going to be fun I guess.
After, once again, watching curiously instead of using their speed to escape in time, Alim and co. find themselves trapped in Surtr’s private hell dimension.
So the new XIV content update just aired, I was watching…
Hmmm… yup that cosmic stuff is my doom. I will have my life sucked away by that.
My Star Trek loving heart could never be still after seeing that.
And a magitek mech thing? I want it.
The uniform? I want it.
In the meantime I guess I’ll keep working on my Island Sanctuary. It’s been about two weeks since I started, and I have reached Rank 10.
I dunno how fast I will reach 20 but I plan to use it as filler to buy time in this lack of content that appeals to my super casual self.
I somehow managed to catch a cold today.
A totally regular, super mundane, nothing special, standard cold.
Literally no reason for this… I didn’t even go outside today.
Last time I went to the shop was three days ago!
What a world we live in. Someone is trying to curse me, I am sure of it.
I really do not like flat cola…
Very gross.
I had a really large fresh bottle of it, and it somehow fell over at some point in the night, and the bottle lost all of its carbonation fizz… pure agony.
It was only recently opened. There was so much left… I have forced myself to drink it because I do not want to waste things in this economy.
After being killed, I reincarnate as the despised daughter of a wealthy family—several years in the future! As a former man, I have no clue how to live as a noble lady, but following her path leads to ruin. Instead, I’ll live as myself and face the chaos head-on!
SIKE!
You thought there won’t be a chapter this week? Ha!
If I knew how to properly take a break and rest I wouldn’t be so burnt up and depressed! Too bad for you my own depression is so depressed it decided to leave me the hell alone!! I definitely need to properly be diagnosed!!
Anyways. Here’s Mab Quote of the Week.
“A foot masseur with a foot fetish is a blessing and a curse because he can touch all the feet he wants but never lick”
