08/05/26

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.

06/05/26

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.

29/04/26

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: 



26/04/26

Ei

 Inazuma brillie éternel!