Pretty pink presents precipitously pulling pale & pallid posters posthumously prepared.
Blue buds barely being bare; revealed, relish rapid renewal, rhythmically rinsed rightfully; righteously.
What worldly worthless writs wear within, wrung worriedly?
Obscure oaths offer opulence once orchestrated; might manifests majestically, morally, musically.
Prevailing breathless winds; opalescence.
© Gabriel G-H 2024
"'twas a good loss actually"
Those are the words I muttered to myself as the overtime wick burned for one last time this game. Right click left click wham; wait for CDs; right click left click WHAM; wait for cooldowns. Shift, shift, shift.
GAH. I'm not inspiring enough. I need to keep inspire up. Damage, heal, damage. Tank is acting insecure; so I step in. I dash out. I dance for a bit, then I wipe my mouth and explain the basics of Briggy to a beginner.
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I look to my left; outside, the sun beats down on a cool spring day; WAIT. it's the middle of winter. It's wintersummer. Why is there no snow. Why is there no snow...
My mom thinks I'm crazy because I keep mentioning the fact that there's no snow. No, I know there was snow in this beautiful city. I know it will come back; the molecules are waiting, waiting to fall as crystalline glass in the jar of the globe.
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Mei is one of those heroes that I first mispronounced the name of, before hearing it from Athena. D.Va, too. Brigitte, too, come to think of it.
My.
D dot V A.
Brijette.
Words on a screen; names on a plate; voice actors should get paid.
As for me, I've given up on voice acting. Abandoned. Thanks, AI, I guess. /s
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I must not end on such a negative, chaotic note. Hey Lyra, life has been dull & boring; but when you're bored, you're probably not snoring, which is good in my case.
Alright it's time to come clean.
I've fallen into the K-pop Rabbit Hole. When I stumbled upon a karaoke version of Fifty Fifty's Cupid, by a VTuber (full disclosure: I fell into the the VTuber rabbit hole first!) named Takanashi Kiara, it got stuck in my head. I still cannot believe how much time I spent watching V-Tubers on YouTube, but that's a story for another time... if I'm brave enough.
Anyway, here's the song. I think it's apt to share, now that it's February. I should note I feel the beginning of the song is extra-special to me because of the lyrics:
A hopeless romantic all my life
Surrounded by couples all the time
I guess I should take it as a sign
I'd rather be a comma, tha(e)n a full stop.
Every Teardrop Is A Waterfall - Coldplay
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It's been a long day for me. I got up early, and went for a walk around the neighbourhood. I did a bit of rearranging of my bedroom, and found drumsticks. I used the drumsticks to practice air percussion, and also, some ground strokes.
Speaking of sports-speak, I'm thinking of picking up badminton again. Except this time, I'll play left-handed. I expect this will be an enormous challenge, especially if I play against people who have played before. Because honestly, pickleball is straining my nerves.
Another bright day ahead tomorrow.
I don't care how good Apex Legends or The Finals is: I keep going back to Overwatch 2.
I miss 6vs6 dearly, but it was total chaos. I laugh as I say this, because I don't really have friends who play this game with me. Only randos I met online, which is fine, but I'm afraid of people I don't know because it's only normal.
Something I notice now, though, is that instead of having a main tank and a side tank, you now have a main DPS and a side DPS.
As of current patch, healers get healed by hiding. Of course I'm gonna play support; I ain't about to pop off on Widowmaker with my Joy-Cons, lol.
