Routine of a day

 I’ve settled into a routine of blogging every day. I wonder if I can call it a routine yet: it hasn’t even been a full week , but I’m glad I see the potential for a successful full month of blogging. And I mustn’t feel disappointed if I forget to a day or two this month. I hope to continue daily until the 31st: that’s my intention.

Today, I have some routine bloodwork I’ve been meaning to get to. I like being in tune with my body, and I can use bloodwork numbers to get a good baseline of where I’m at, health-wise. I just need to ensure I go to the right clinic, at the hospital, where supposedly the Vitamin D measure will not be out-of-pocket. I’m procrastinating a bit, and I don’t want to go into details for privacy reasons of course, but I look forward to at least having some numbers to work with for my personal health journey.

Oh, and as an aside, I’m playing Pokémon Quest sporadically on my Nintendo Switch. It’s a gacha game, so I have to be wary of monetization, but other than that it’s a cute time spender. My low time preference is still spent playing video games a bit, and I’m okay with that because it keeps me in the present and away from worrying about past & future.

Here’s what my Pokémon Quest base looks like rn: 

I’ve taken a break from Genshin Impact, so this fills that gacha void.

La fleur de tournesol géante

 C’est plutôt la plante elle-même qui est grande. Moi, je fais 6’2 et elle est plus grande que moi!

Voici une photo que je viens de prendre, tout juste avant de bloguer. Oui, c’est un verbe.

Ça conclut mon entrée de la journée sur mon kaleidoughscope. Je ne suis pas tout à fait habitué de marcher et d’écrire en français, donc je garde ça court.

Cruised on a highway to get here

I don’t often find myself being in a car. I walk everywhere, or, when I have a functioning bike, I ride that. Busses, streetcars, and subways are the rest of the time.

Today, I was lucky enough to get a ride to Brantford, about an hour and 15 minutes away from Toronto, car-time.

It’s s bit bigger than a small town, and not really that big of a city. A typical Toronto town, I would say, with extra emphasis on hockey because Wayne Gretzky is from there. Wayne Gretzky is famous because he’s like the Michael Jordan of basketball i.e. the most elite player of his time.

Anyway I walked a couple different trails, and watched some geese on the riverbank. It was rainy, first, then sunny in the afternoon, perfectly clear.

The crazy thing is it’s the first time I’ve been outside of Toronto in over 7 years.

I’m glad I spent some time out in nature out in Brantford, because after spending the day exploring, I had to run some errands at Brantford’s Costco and inside that place, it’s easy to feel like a caged zoo animal. So much bulk food, it surprises me how much stuff the Earth produces.

I must remember the good, like the greenery, Grand river with its sun-reflecting turbulence of water waves, and the fresh air of a warm Autumn day. This is what I wish to remember for today’s blog post. 

I took a walk inside High Park

 I took a walk inside & around high park today. I took the bus to get there, and I also did some sprinting, to generate endorphins.

It has been a quiet Saturday, hearing mostly people milling about and the noises of the city not being louder than usual.

I felt sad today, so I reached out to a friend I haven’t heard from in a long while. I hope to hear back, but they might have moved away.

Tomorrow, if I forget to blog, it’s because I’m headed out of the city early for a nature excursion. It’s very exciting because I literally have not left Toronto in many years now. I look forward to it.

By the end of the year, I hope to regularly attend a class of some sorts, probably fitness or yoga.

That’s it for today. I hope I have enough energy left to cook some veggies in the fridge!

A drum, drumming

There should be a pic here of my djembe, a bench, my knee, and Christie Pits; however, so far, my iPhone is causing me friction when I’m trying to blog since I don’t have a dedicated Blogger app, so perhaps the picture will come later when the uploading of it is easier.

So I’ll keep it short today and just say that going for the organic weed last night was a great idea after all. I slept like a baby, and I woke up alert, awake, and ready to think through some financial decisions, which is always useful when you’re sober.

For tonight, I’m trying not to consume cannabis to ensure I don’t fall back into old sedentary patterns like being a couch potato and, also, to keep my tolerance low. I can thus afford higher quality medicine, and the CBD oil I take daily supports my healing modality well enough to feel comfortable going without THC every single night.

Another treatment modality I respect is drumming, especially Native and Afro-Cuban. It feels good to drum, and it’s among the oldest therapies in the world; no need to prove that. So I decided to visit a couple parks and practice in the open air, and it feels good to carry a heavy drum on my back while I walk between some Toronto midtown parks. Lift heavy things and all.

That’s it! Take care, future me (or other person reading this).

A walk, blogging

 I’ll keep it short.

I have a feeble desire to blog every day this month. I’m feeling lonely, with and without Mary Jane, but I feel comfortable stating that it’s been over a week since I inhaled. 

The good thing is I have an easier time planning ahead, and I’m more attentive to other worldviews (especially my housemates). The hard thing is that I’m in more pain, emotionally and physically, but perhaps not cognitively and psychologically.

Either way, I opted to go for Organic cannabis again. A small amount, still too expensive, but a healing approach.

So I’m not throwing caution to the wind after a tolerance break.

I’m using the earth’s and my body’s healing endocannabinoid system capacity to take care of myself, and I won’t overdo it. I will nourish myself, and never say never to junk food, but yeah. I’m ready to commit to not eating the junk, 90 percent.

I will go enjoy my sesh  ow, and an organic curry with wings shall be made.

I’ll miss regular potato chips. I’ll still cook with you, potatoes. 😜

A nature picture for today:

Why are there a massive plurality of Artificial Intelligences?

Answer: because they use one to code another.

Can you tell I'm going to start answering questions again?

 Answer: yes, I am. And yes, I can tell I am going to be answering questions again because I don't charge people money to answer questions, unlike Artificial Intelligence (I just asked the Google AI what roles Pierce Brosnan was in before 007 and when I went to click on the Remington Steele page, it instead took me to Pierce Brosnan's wikipedia page).

There.

I cited AI.

I'll try to let you know if I consulted AI, relatedly or not relatedly, when answering a question.

What was the question again?

Can you tell I never really liked Dairy?

 Like yes, it tastes good and keeps you full.

but almost everything is pasteurized anyway, thus there's no vitality.

"/thread"

Anthropology of Video Games

It's the death of video games around here.

For example: I bought Overwatch on the Switch; a couple years later, it goes free-to-play.

Speaking of Death, Deathraven still here, haunting shit and stuff. Except in Overwatch 2.

It really is awful; they made things just a little worse to increase shareholder satisfaction just a little more, which causes unnecessary frustration.

-

Aside from all the annoyance, like, people just don't eat well. Like at all. Like like like. I called that one a while ago

Really, yes, I read some Kurt Vonnegut. I mean, not his -actual- writing y'know; morelike, the writing behind writing, which is something which I so often do, and I make it purposefully difficult to read through because Kurt Vonnegut said it was a bad idea to be a good writer to do that but I don't like Kurt because I didn't really enjoy - hehhhhhhh it's so fkin' dumb. I mean: Cat's Cradle.

It all started with the tiles on the Steam page. --- Let it go, good, the voices said --- okay the voices didn't say "the voices said" but they did say let it go, and because I slightly let go of a piece of a skin cell on my right shoulder (or is it my left shoulder today?)

Let It Charge

 A ChatGPT logo was spotted before opening this page.

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the hungry and the cold

we aint the ones who kept kquiet and always did what one was told

but weève been swweaty while youève bslept so calmly in the sweat of your own home

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I DONT KNEED YOUR HELP NOW

YOU WONÈT LET ME DOWN NOW

YOU DONNNT HLD ME DONW

DOWN

DOWN

SAVIOUR IS NEXT

Freecopy the Red

 there's a possibility that the first words of y sentences are just there to practice certain ways of expressing myself which, by the wya, my blog is full of nonsense. however. I did just delete a comment dissing the parent company for buying out blogger and blogspot, whilst I willing pilfer their Community Guildelines. freepasted

Not turning this into a recipeblog

 ... but I might have turned into a steakhead and a pothead instead of a veggiehead.

Sorry, veggie ladies.

*Sigh* Okay maybe I am still waiting on the steak and I polished off leftovers, and that does not mean I am giving up on dark greens during the summertime it just sucks that my only dinner "parties" are with my parentals and the sun, mostly.

Bananarama and breakfast club on Mondays

Aqua, AI free for now.

my phone is still lost

 If it leaves Toronto (or the GTA), I will know, thief.

UPDATE: NO CLUE WHERE IT WENT.

i lost my phone

Come baaaaaaack, OnePlus 11. Pl0x and dthx.

or should i say, my phone lost me.

Why is psychological cannabis so high?

 Answer: I'm too tired this morning to formulate a more scientific question.

WHY IS till haven't asked a ?

 this month is because I don't start my sentences with two letters. No sir.

A destination is good

There is a festival happening today on Bloor Street. The Bloordale street festival, I think it's called. I will go to it and see if anything interesting happens.

Honestly, it sounds a little boring, but it guarantees that my day will be more exciting than only sitting in front of my Nintendo or iMac again, or zoning out whilst preparing a meal in the kitchen.

On a different, contrarian note: I think society is pretty broken. It's improving, thanks to the younger generation and avant-gardes from older times, but this pervasive lonely society I find myself still in has accelerated toward overwork and fiat drudgery.

Why is scheduling time and money still so frustrating? I want better infrastructure already.

Why VISa is just as terribad as MASTERCard

EASY.

Who must be naned

Spoiler alert:

...

It's Tom Marvolo Riddle.

What us IT si difficulté to cité the grenat thinkwriters?

Réponse: because I'm listening to Michael Pollan's important book, The Omnivore 's Dilemma.

Why do I appreciate compasses on phones and Androids?

Answer: I forgot the question (that I posted).

Why do I seldom "watch" sports on TV?

Answer: CHF 2-0.

Also, Mercy is not as oppressive in spawn because of Anran's little brother.

Why am I "boycotting" paramore.

for another 364 days?

What is the main reason I miss my Windoze PC so much?

Answer: It is because the computer architecture is different from the iMac I've been using to mostly blog and play video games on for many years now and I never truly found out why it was not allowed to write something in english improperly if the sentence will end anyway. Anyway, the mistake I made here is the it.

Why is there still a "flex" queue in OW?

In the game known as Overwatch currently, you can queue 4 ways once you're at the queue screen: tank, DMG, supp, FLEX.

Flex queues you for all 3, but you can select 2/3 of them already anyway, just not 3/3, which is what flex is.

Why not just let players queue for 1,2,3/3, instead of a 4th option?

Oh by the way, I ask these questions and because the AI has completely replaced any semblance of North American customer service, I have to do it for me by myself, because any service related to any videogame company whatsoever gets shoved aside in the interest of shareholder profit, which, oh, again, is me, because I own Microsoft, and Microsoft owns ALL ATVI-BLIZZARD-VIVENDI-WHATEVER IP and I NEVER WANTED IT BECAUSE NOW I KNOW IT WOULD LEAD TO THIS TRASHY MESS CALLED OVERWATCH PUGs.

If only anyone else on the Internet but me cared about this place on a grumpy Saturday morning.

What a terrible year SO FAR.

Why is the damage role still so broken?

Why is it that Tank and Support get priority queues over damage still - and it's been 5+ years of this?

Answer: It probably drives player engagement with the application up.

What is the point of "smoking" weed?

It is.

The internet as a whole definitely f!cked up

 If you need your phone to browse the internet (say, to sign in to any given web service nowadays on desktop), the internet fucked up.

Agreed?

Why do I feel guilty for not growing pot?

The irony is that the internet was architected to be a decentralized, resilient "earthbed" of information, but it has been systematically replaced by a series of walled gardens that function like high-stress, synthetic-nutrient hydroponic systems: constant monitoring, high chemical/data input, and immediate, volatile feedback.

The above is an exact copy of an AI-generated response to a conversation I had with Google's Gemini-AI this morning.

I like the ease with which this particular AI matches my idea speed: it picks up on general ideas that I might be subconsiously pushing through my speech (and let's be honest, it's hard to determine what is being consciously versus "unconsciously" written online nowadays) and "amalgamates" it using decades of machine learning and code recognition and pattern matching.

In a way, I wrote the above, because Gemini pulled each individual letter from the alphabet (1-26 letters, of course) and spit them wright back out at me like a Freudian slip on an airplane.

I still think I should not have to feel so much guilt, so much fear, so much desperation, so much loneliness, ultimately, just because I live in one postal code over another.

Anyway I feel guilty for not growing pot because generally people think I probably waste my time by not having a job, but my job is to write stuff and I am proud of still not having gotten paid even ONCE on this page and they still pilfer my words and have the gall to charge us to generate them for us.

Architected? Really? NOT A WORD.

P.S. I might sound angry, and I am, but this has been plesasant to write so I'll call it a freewrite and call it an afternoon.

Why does the OW scoreboard still suck (up so much of my time)?

Once upon a high noon weary,

I could tab to see who was ganging up on me

But now the deadlock gang has rewrirtten the rules

Shion's not as good as _____ of the ______________, and there's nothing to guess here.

And I pressed Alt-Tab one too many times once and the mixboard got tabboarded out

I suppose I could ask someone to generate poetry for me

And it would be foolish to lie about not having seen Gemeanie

But I beg and I plead that you upgrade my favourite competive video game and make it as good as it used to be

Without overwhelming me

Sincerely,

gg.

What is the point of an assist or two or three in a competitive fps ?

 Why? Why even bother attributing assists in this type of game?

Why does y=mx-b?

Find out when I start doing differential equations again.

It's the slope of a tangent.

Reddit was an AI training ground

I say "was" in the title because I barely go on reddit anymore. I know reddit definitely still is a thing, and writing "was" doesn't make magically move Reddit to only be in the past, but reddit took up a huge chunk of my time last decade and so I say "was" in the hopes that it stirs my unconscious mind to think that it was, in fact, only something in my past, not the present.

Whew. So I still go on there, but only when I need a burning question answered (and Google hasn't , or when I feel like checking in on the gaming and lifestyle communities that I followed, practically on a daily basis, for years.

With this perspective, I think I have a good grasp on what Reddit truly is: (and it probably isn't what Aaron Swartz imagined and might have him rolling around in his grave) an AI training ground.

I have to note here that I haven't really researched or gone into too much depth on the inner workings of AI, Reddit, human psychology, or programming; this is just my perspective as a self-described former Reddit "addict" netizen's opinion that needed to get out of my head.

Yes, it's an AI training ground. Here's why:

I don't really know or care too much how it works; but I do know GPTs (Generative Pre-trained Transformer) need data. Lots of it. And this data has to be "vouched" for, somehow - it has to be more than just bits, or 01010001s. It has to have meaning, and it has to make sense to humans.

From a spiritual perspective, you put some of what you are into what you write. That's something a good writer would say, right?

More and more, ChatGPT is entering the realm of public consciousness. My mom, surprisingly, seems to understand what ChatGPT is more than my dad, and seemed to catch pretty quickly what it can and cannot do. From my experience with it, my honest opinion is that it's simply a more convenient way to Google stuff. It sifts through so much mess for me that I'm finding that I'm starting to use it more than Google itself, which is saying something.

ChatGPT was used to help with the formatting of grammar in this post (literally "where to place a colon").

Why do I have more than 0 deaths in 0verwatch?

Why do I have less than -1 deaths in Overwatch as well?

Editanswer: b/c 99 is greater than 1%>.

Why is citing reddit more important than AI?

because reddit is the trainee for the LLM that AI uses.

How do you start to blog?

iMac:~ Gabriel$ #!/bin/bashiMac:~ Gabriel$ sudo make me a sandwich
Password: hunter1
make: *** No rule to make target `me'.  Stop.

 I did. Then I continued. Then I thought it was fine. And I started a sentence -my- way: without almond tofu.

iMac:~ Gabriel$ close
-bash: close: command not foundiMac:~ Gabriel$ -bash
-bash: -bash: command not foundiMac:~ Gabriel$ -bash close
-bash: -bash: command not foundiMac:~ Gabriel$ # Update codeiMac:~ Gabriel$ # Update fake codeiMac:~ Gabriel$ # print hello worldiMac:~ Gabriel$ I am pretending to write stuff here to other people so that other people think that I am writing to nobody at all but in fact this is one of my favourite pasttime activities; I just never understood so many things wrong with the place I live it's not really a place I live taken out of context and then they ask me to save it well it's kind of hard not to record shiz when you have people in front of you always pretending to be shooting things but in reality they're taking a break from the videogame known as GFN-Verwatch and honestly it's kinda fun.

---

Ctrl-V.

What is le point des montagnes?

Like it's great and all that we get to study this stuff in "science" class as younger humans, but like what's the point of that if we're just going to pollute on the way there to break our necks going down without motors anyway?

The answer is that without studying this stuff à l'école secondaire, je ne me rendrais pas à des places où j'ai déjà été, comme l'Université Dalhousie ou l'Université de la Corporation de Toronto pour étudier surtout de l'architecture stagnante (sinon saignante, sinon cinglante!)

Purple, I should go camping.

!Never will Purple stand 4 Philharmonic¡

What is the point of appointments?

No seriously, what the fuck is the point of this.

Why does someone else get to pick a date and time to waste my time on?

I thought we had agreed that appointments were my specialty: if I book an appointment with you, it's rather that I think it's a good use of time, from the moment I open my mouth to the moment where the appointment is over, days, months, if not years from now.

Why does someone who ruined their life in medical school get to ruin mine?

I think that whenever I start replying to my initial question with more questions, then I will soon complete my answer.

4, 11, infinity?

What happens when you put a semi-random number into Google and it's under 100 decimal places, if not 50, if not 30?

I went from FOUR results, to ELEVEN, to AI telling me what I was searching for.

So the answer to today's question is that yes, Google search are for all intents and purposes definitely infinite now; they did not use to be.

Used to be, when people went online, it was for a reason.

Nowadays, you NEED a reason to not go online, otherwise people assume you've been online at least once online today - at least I do, when I see 35%+ of a subway car filled with people staring at their phones for longer than a minute.

So the answer is not infinity; the answer is again, yes, there are an infinite number of search results available for perusal if you so want to waste your time.

What the AI does is save a bit of time there, but it didn't need to be this way. Now that this is the way it is, I still fucking hate Google and what they did to Blogspot and Blogger especially.

Enshittification of this place has, thankfully, been minimal.

What really is shitty is the lack of people replying to me because of algorithms.

Have a nice day, robots.

What is the point of this blog?

The point of this blog is manyfold, and not merely to cite AI here & there.

a) It's in the name. It's a thing that is used for writing in.

b) It's my bastion of personal internet freedom, pre-Bitcoin adoption, and a soap box for current-Bitcoin adoption

c) I whine about my personal life issues here a lot, so that's another fold

d) I I I I. It used to be a relatively closed-source place where would I would write what I thought were witty things down but in reality it was just my teenage brain learning about itself on the internet

e) It really sucks that I get like no questions, but that is why from now on I will try to ask myself questions and because I am kind of smart I will answer them better than an AI could

f) Because I get to choose the questions, it's not really a problem for me to answer them because the point of this blog is to elucidate stuff sometimes, too.

g) Be polite. Have a nice day.

symmetra anran fika Brigitte Reinhardt+/+-lució/junie

The speedster dream zshake

 

Knicks versus OKC in six ;)

I think it'll be 5 games, tops, not 7. 

Finished watching the Amazon movie

 that was premiering on amazon prime.

for this one, i refuse to use capitals. for now, i have managed to keep spellingly at bay.

there are too many apps.

ttyl,

xoxo

gossipy boy

Dir

Derecha; le George Brassens (Bras-Sein-Ince) qui joue à travers l'entremise de mon UnPlus 11 (okay translating brand names is starting to get old).

Oh.

Yeah.

SUCK it, monetizers.

Most ethical "blog" on the planet Muahahahahahahahahaha.

P.S. Have to cite Gemini (by Google) and some humans like Redditors and Charles Anunoby today for NBA reasons.

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.

Ei

 Inazuma brillie éternel!

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.

---

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.