7 Days to the Wolves

2019 update: because I was not allowed to bring a camera in, I had to source this from the internet and it is not from that concert

 

A few days ago, I saw Nightwish/Sonata Arctica at the Sound Academy downtown.

Sonata Arctica warmed up the show, but Nightwish really was the real act, it was almost magical.

I say almost because, well, some people seemed keen on ruining the experience for others. I have something against Mosh Pits, and while I'll let other people mosh their heads off (quite literally, sometimes), it kinda sucks when you're sucked into one against your will. 

I arrived to line up for the show at about 6:30, which left me somewhere in the middle of the line by the time the doors opened. When I entered the actual concert room, I found that I could actually come rather close to the stage, not front row, but a damn good spot nonetheless.

So after waiting a while, Sonata Arctica finally came up, and they were fantastic! Near the end, they played a slower-ish song, and what really pisses me off is that people were moshing to this song, when it really shouldn't be moshed to. You'll find that some other bands, such as Dream Theater, openly discourage moshing, as people have gotten killed from getting trampled. 

And what I was a part of was hardly moshing at all, it was six buff guys ramming into the crowd from behind trying to start something up. And there's no escape, because the crowd moves like a a giant tidal wave. My head was spinning, and let's just say I'm glad I hadn't eaten anything all day. Definitely hadn't felt a near-death experience like that one in a while.

I learned my lesson, and had to move way the hell back from my prime location for Nightwish as I watched others get sucked into the monster known as the moshpit when they played 7 Days to the Wolves.

So, beside that little doozy, I am so glad I went out to go see two of my favourite bands, even if I was alone. I met some decent people, and I chilled with a bunch of long haired people (see, we look out for each other!) after the concert, even though we had to yell to understand each other.

Karma Aspiration Linger Entity Iodine Darwin Overcast 

Ulysses Grievous Hawt Spectre Ophilia Philharmonic Eyeless.

I want to not have been baitclicked

I still have not fixed the overwhelming HTML-based (I assume?) problem; the one that puts an enormous hurdle in front of an internaut user trying to comment on any one of my posts. Of course, more traffic to "my" website would probably solve it, but I miss hearing from my readeries, as I used to call you, so I delay in trying anything.

It gets ronery in here; just like it started; as the mreowr of the old decaying cat I cat-sit echoes through the empty main floor I still blog from.

I think my writing style took a hit; time to find it again.

And so the cherry on the bottom is I have to clean up after the cat now. Usually I let its owner take care of it, but one must pitch in when the felines start meowing at the apes.

A wholly similar topic to yesterday

Yesterday's blog post title had to do with how comfortable I felt sharing my innermost thoughts to the general blogging realm, if not the internet. I didn't write much about that, choosing to freewrite down some spare thoughts instead.

I'm here now instead of queuing up for Overwatch again. I figure it's generally a better use of my time to blog than to spend another hour cloud gaming: I'll be a better writer that way.

I enjoy the writing in Overwatch more than ever, though. I mean, the writing other players do in this case, not the lore writing (which is great as well). In lieu of a proper offline social life, I find that I smile and chuckle often whilst playing this multiplayer game simply because of the sometimes outrageous banter that happens in match chat. Off the top of my head, things like "you absolute cucumber" (what an insult!) or "dps diff" (which is complicated to explain but very simplistically means one team's damage dealers significantly outperformed the other teams') are common and either make me smile or make me reflect on my own gameplay to improve. The toxicity has gone down, in my experience, because the AI filter seems to pick up pretty well on actual toxic messages, so it's fun to read people chat and participate, too.

At the very least, you'll find me saying gl;hf often in multiplayer games because I strongly believe that bringing in sportsmanship in competitive e-sports games is a great idea considering the general negativity and sometimes downright filthy language that can be found in lobbies. I know I always appreciate it when positive players on either team contribute to a positive social experience; it makes spending time online worth it (and improving my hand eye coordination) worth it, in my opinion.

Now to go queue without even bother revising my post: that's the speedy spirit, Gabriel.

How personal can I get?

A kaleidoughscope of musings.

I am wondering; I'm kinda high. I'm in queue for an Overwatch rig which I will then use to queue an Overwatch game on.

I don't mind disclosing that I'm stoned. Baked. Fried. Gelé. I am often; it's a residual habit I have from the pandemic, where I decided that I wasn't going to spend lockdown sober. I'm glad I did not; I have no regrets from the pandemic.

I have no regrets about the pandemic for now. No, that's not true. My only regret is not working harder to build a life with someone, like an SO.

Well, my rig queue is up; what I was thinking before I forget is that I can always claim that an AI wrote something I did if I somehow get into hot water with the blogging authorities, which has yet to happen.

I will say that I was recently unbanned from Overwatch. I was banned by the automated system, probably because I play on cloud gaming. I have been cloud gaming almost exclusively for almost a year now.

On that note, I did recently restart my Nintendo Switch, and it still works.

I still love video games.

All is well in the world.

A log of blog logs and a pic

I like to write about my personal life a lot.

It goes overboard sometimes, but not very often because I can always get my Reddit fix and on there, I don't like writing about my personal life nearly as often because especially nobody cares.

Here, somebody might care one day.

In act, that's sort of what the purpose of this blog has turned into: a log of blog logs, a place where I wrote stuff that might once again have relevance in the future, for Internet historians or for future schoolchildren learning about human history.

One gripe I have with this place is that the pictures aren't forever, but here's one I took and when this one disappears from Google's servers for whatever reason, well, at least there won't be anything left to describe it except... no, nothing except VOICI: 

Ei

 Inazuma brillie éternel!

Rejected for being uglyhigh

I guess I'll have Tinder on my phone next year.

It's still April.

Ty;hand

A simple writ of the 420 day

 It gets more and more complicated as I write these words.

It's been a tiring day; I cried a bit because I can.

It's nice having only a couple cultivars on hand, even though I so badly want to walk to the local store and buy more.

Why do I have to pay money for you, MJ?

Back to the 89s

 https://www.blogger.com/dashboard/readinbyAqua

Banned until May x'd

lololololololololol 

What I am dueling:

Mostly myself.

How'd I end up with this picture?

I "buried" a few cards I could afford to damage beneath this small square table, right before a rainstorm.

I came back the next day, lifted this up, and took a picture.

Essentially, I'm trying to convey how difficult it is to just go out and find a fair duel - Yu-Gi-Oh! or otherwise - in this city.

So instead, I practice here and there against a literal inanimate object - my former "SSBU" practice table, which is a whole other story.

Bad Reaction to Simochi (opponent takes Xxx DMG when they draw a card) is still my favourite continuous trap card, other than my only "Secret Rare", Imperial Order (which prevents the activation of magic/spell cards entirely).

Still mostly playing Overwatch on GFN for my videogame fix these days.

Spring is pretty much here!

Mega-sign of Ontario

On the day that I took the following picture, I walked down to Lake Ontario and walked right back up to my house.

I encountered this sign in the middle of my journey, as I was completing my loop.

I wonder if one day there will be a sign with this one on it. 

Some rules are better than no rules I suppose...

Players who don't switch heroes

Players who don't switch in Overwatch when they have the brain cells and the capacity to really get to me me sometimes.

Take, for example, ult-charge-%-collectors, like this Lucio I just played with. Spent all game telling my team they had their ult here and there, but it did fuck all and we lost best 2 out of 3 anyway (because ULT CHARGE DOES NOT CARRY OVER ON CONTROL).

What I'm getting at is a basic, common mistake in Overwatch: saving your ultimate for the right moment. Generally, that makes sense, you want to use a strong, powerful ability at the right time otherwise it feels like -you- wasted your time.

But too often, my games end with either me at 99% ult charge, which can't really be helped, and 1-2 of my teammates who have theirs but chose to "save it" for the next failed teamfight anyway. Rinse and repeat.

This is frustrating, especially when the game throws me into the tank role which comes with the additional burden of having to be near the objective otherwise total anarchy reigns and the game becomes wholly unfun and boring.

Why not switch to a different hero instead of letting your ult charge gather dust in an ACTION-BASED TEAM-ORIENTED FPS, team?!

A question that I'll probably never get an answer to, as usual, except for a mute & a ban from Blizzard for daring to communicate with their precious player consumer base.

Also, fk turrets. I fking hate them. Torb's. Symm's. Ball's. Even Larry the Cable Girl's pylon is starting to get on my nerves sometimes, and she is my favourite design... until Anran released. I LIKE ZOOMING AROUND BECAUSE IT LESSENS THE CHANCE I NEED TO RELY ON NON-EXISTENT HEALS!

I shudder to think what five additional heroes will do to the game landscape, but at least I don't have to keep calling it Overwatch TWO like I did for so many years. It's just Classic now if I play 6vs6, and in 5vs5, well, at least the queue times are low.

One more fact, I think; I preferred this game when I mostly played it on my Nintendo Switch WITH gyro support. Mouse and Keyboard is fun in the moment, but the feelings of working as a team are few and far in-between.

Anyway; catch me not switch off Anran, Domina, and Zen for the next little while.

I say this, but we all know I'm going to switch to what -feels right- and trigger my whole team for daring to switch to a non-meta hero anyway.

-Gabe the loneangry Gamer

Liste de fruits non-françaises

L'orange 

La fraise des champs

Le jicama

Lets baies et myrtilles 

Smol list of games that still interest me

-Overwatch Classic

-Path of Exile: Mirage edition

-Genshin Impact

-Dead Cells

something I ate & made this week: 

Overworked swine we all are.

List of exhaustive AI that is not exhaustive

JustYandereTutor

TsundereTutor

AraraTutor

Microsoft David

Siri

Cortana

ChatGPT 3.5+

Gemini+Bard

AI Claude

SkyNet

Meta

Rufus+Alexa

Firefox __________

Aria

The last day of March

Overwatch 1 nor 2 is no more.

A competitive game of Overwatch Classic

or two is typically played over a time span of 10 to 40 minutes, usually never above 30 unless Athena says -Over;time- in that cool, monotonous voice.

Hour one+ of Overwatch Classic

--1--

On Dorado, I lost as a Mercy. I don't remember if it was attack or defense.

On New Junk City, I won as Brigitte and Lifeweaver and another one I forget. I like this game mode now.

On Colosseo, I lost as Mercy and Brigitte. I hate Colosseo, usually, but I voted yea on this map for once and the loss did not sting as much.

On King's Row, I massacred as Zenyatta and won as Brigitte, defence. King's Row is the oldest map in the game currently.

 --2--

On Oasis, I won as Ana. I think.

On Esperança, I lost as Mercy and Kiriko and Lifeweaver and Illari, not exactly in that order, and I'm not sure I remember playing Mercy. In fact, I think I forget which map before this one again. 

On Ilios, I won 2-0 as Ana and then as Fika, the Jetpack Cat.

On Nepal, I lost 0-2 as Ana, Fika, and Zenyatta.

On Circuit Royal, I lost 3rd point attack (still QP) on Ana and Luciò.

--3--

On Eichenwalde, I landed my ult on a Freya on Eichenwalde on MH as Tracer and I won the game as Reaper with 49% ult charge with at least 1:30 left on the map, because my Mauga play carried me through the majority of the outdoor section.

On Aatlis, I lost as Hazard and Ashe and I even had my B.O.B. when I died. The problem was I made it too obvious I was building my ult charge, and I let myself be executed by a Tracer. I think we could have taken another point off the enemy team, but ultimately we lost 3-1 because I refuse to work with my team if they let me die even once. I should probably take their advice more seriously, but I play with so many different playstyles it's hard to justify changing mine for anything except a guaranteed win.

On Numbani, I won as Anran. I also got one ult off, as Anran.

On Junkertown, I lost as Echo and Fika on 3rd point attack.

On QP Lijiang Tower, I drew as Hazard and Reinhardt against the Domina, because my time to play ran out at 1-1 even though 2-0 was pretty much in the bag if I had more healing throughput to me, the primary tank.

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This concludes 3+1 hours of GeForce Nowering. I ragequit Genshin Impact in between because I was tired of clicking through the same endless daily quest in Sumeru with Nahida; however, I got 40 primogems out of my time and I got to cry in my bedroom for free right after so whatever.

Nor limericks

to be found here

for this one is a short one

Wouldn't miss a 26th

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Tell me what it feels like is playing again.

People suck at video games after they eat cereal in the mornings.

I went for a walk this morning, and there was a dog without a leash on again in the ravine.

I am so annoyed and irritable because people don't understand how to act in the neighbourhood. 

You don't want to hear this because you're hearing it in your skull, but I still know how to write a complete sentence with or without a clause and everything. Clause.

Write something every day (of the week) challenge

Well that was a non-colossal waste of time.

Go fuck yourselves some more

There we are. Studying Holden Caulfield again, are we?

wtf is Sorbitol

WTF is Sorbitol?

If I didn't have access (and I don't) to a dictionary or one of those lexicons, I'd look it up, but I would be bored along the way.

So my best guess is that sorbitol is a major binding agent for Vitamin C.

The end of the blog post for today.

A mainframe & no painful teeth

a typical morning in front of the telly in 2026 for me now

I never wanna hear you

pretend to care about improper citations sometimes 

0-0-0 deaths on Tracer day

SUCK IT DOMINA

Freewrite the Cobaltica

Thursday, November 13, 2025

Phoque you, Amazon. Phoque you, Capitalism.

*The sound of a co-opted Jingle Idiocratic Bells AMZN commercial blades through my eBayed camera phone as I try to blog whilst struggling against the T9 autocorrect grammarlyified writer's place I still call my own*

How's THAT for some context, fellow blogspotters (and Reddit blogwriters, let's not kid ourselves).

Now for a strictly (lol not at all) cons list of what, for example, Amazon Web & non-web services permits and encourages, explicitly:

Freewrite the aquamarine

I was looking up a way to parody you're gonna lose that -girl- by the Beatles, and what Google/YouTube spit out was just a few different versions of You're Gonna Lose That Girlinstrad.

I was hoping to see someone else who had thought of that idea.

I Imagine I'm not the only one.

Jjjjjjjjoin us... jjjjjjoiiiiinnnnn ussssss...

HIstory

The latest nerf to Hinekora's Lock.

yes, I play video games

no, I refuse to buy another one until the screen breaks  as usual.

no, I don't have anybfriends

I don't wanna play your stupid war games anymore, Europe 

PoE 1 needs help, but not for me

ARmOuR

KUSH

Smoke on the telly

And pacman in the sky

Back to Overwatch Zen Zone One

Another leaguestart for PoE: Mirage...

Un bleuté vert

A real temporality

Sung without desperate sorrow

Is nothing still aquamarine

Still pas d'amis

Losers.

Especially you, Be-.

Feel free to invite Tzvia; not Raven.

Thanks.

still no bandmates

like wtf 

A replacement of sorts

It's hard to correlate my quantity of writing to anything in particular other than time of day. Whether I'm in school or working full time doesn't really affect the quantity, though I certainly consider the quality of my writing was best back when I was studying full time at U of T. I really miss the architecture so I go there often for my personal studies, but I never really made any lasting friendships there, which is a shame. It did feel like I had a solid group of people I could hang out with whenever I was part of the community, so maybe I could rejoin some extra-curricular groups at Hart House or something.

What I actually wanted to write about is AI's influence on whether I blog or not.

I need to come here more often, that's for sure. I'm not abandoning you, my precious Kaleidoughscope. I still refuse to use the @ moniker for what my online presence; who cares.

This is my online presence, and AI won't change that. I really should stop "arguing" with the chatbots because that's what they are: a smarter, more efficient SmarterChild (MSN... woe is me) chatbots with some creative palm piloting here and there.

I should come here and argue with myself instead; it feels the same way, funnily enough.

I've been using Gemini lately, because Im boycotting chatgpt because they charged me for the actual app without my express permission. Google Play store continues to frustrate me; I actually am starting to miss Windows Phone again, I can't believe it.

I mean I did have a flagship Windowa Phone's but I was so desperate for apps; I've conditioned myself to barely use them WHICH is why I'm peeved that OpenAI/Microsoft charged me unwillingly and the only lending ear was.... a different AI. 

Mehta's AI is quirky  it picks up quick on context, somewhat like Gemini that at least integrates pretty well with the rest of my Google apps on my OnePlus 11.

Well, not much of an update, but there you have it: a classic free write, barely any typos, and almost all written whilst waiting for my broccoli soup to come to a boil.

Here's a picture before I sign off (and no, no AI helped me write, cook, or code today):

Why did it take 9 years....?

.... to put Legacy controller scheme in Overwatch 1/2?

WTF is wrong with you greedy corporate ********?!

Why can you add like a million hero-specific settings but you can't offer decent input controls?

MSFT-ActiVivendiBlizz, WTF.

The Lies of the Fractional Banking System

sit still

this one is a

fake doozy

The Truth of the Interphonenet

Messy mind, ordered fallacy

Messy space, chaotic truth

Messy feet, messy sports, messy trampoline of angry russhing mountains

I thought I was being original by taking a picture of my thumb. Turns out it was the very same thumb. Coincidence? I think not.

The Lie of the Internetoile

I clearly don't want to play Genshin Impact, right?

Boolean is not SEO is not gacha.

a blue freewrite

of Hayabusa

so long ago

One upgrade or not to update

this is the question.

this.

this.

thus 

thus

thus, is the question nonplussed

ibh this one

typo loss leaf-er

7777777

five times 5

Strait Up

-are we one and forever?

-I guess at what you'd sound like

-and it's still me and you — together

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It's been a while since I've talked to you, dear reader. It's also been a while since I called you that. It's also been a while since I've blogged and walked, and it's just nice to be able to call you dear reader even though I read the italicized with some sort of vehemence, for lack of a better term.

I still keep the blog dream alive. One day, I won't have to worry about my place in the world IRL as much, and I can go back to feeling like I'm in tube with the internet (Freudian slip?).

Ugh. It really does feel like the internet is mostly just... YouTube nowadays, at least for me.

I think it's why I now hesitate to continue with my SotD (Song of the Day) posts that link directly to YouTube. 

I have a hard time justifying my hotlinking to YouTube. I really do. I still sometimes come across old, human-made, usually self-edited music videos of yore (think early YouTube, like evo of dance and iJustine, or re-uploads of old Internet memes like the Numa Numa guy and The Emo Song) and I smile at the nostalgia, but it's just easier to pick the all-polished "official" versions of pop songs and pray the ads don't break through my filters. Skipping the comments section (unless there's a good reason not to) is also usually the play, pun not intended, in 2026.

I really do prefer earlier YouTube, still, and I guess that's its enshittification at work.

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So for now, my long-term unemployment is being staved off by my intention to improve myself, and especially through diet. Despite a major pitfall recently (won't get into the details — where the devil is after all, but my living situation is feeling precarious and probably will be for the foreseeable future, so I'd rather stay warm and safe than cold & boldly on the streets and, imagine, not living at home during the winter in Toronto). Can I?

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Oh and the SotD is Paula Abdul - Straight Up. It's on the internet, and stuck in my head this week, and I'm citing it because that's the good thing to do in this AInternet hell we find ourselves in currently. I heard it on regular Internet radio last, I swear!

To round out my first big post of 2026, here's a picture I took of my eldest cat, Bébé, instead of a YouTube thumbnail (for once I'm trying to follow the Rules of the Internet):

ChatGPT-5.2-OpenAI consulted only for motivation to blog on this one, which is a big part of my writing process. Mistakes made are my own.

Une taille faible du Foucault

J'ai retrouvé.

Le vent si soufflant

Dans un grand sapin clair.