June 1, 2025 - bloghan 49
This week felt like I was getting cooked in a giant pot with only four ingredients: ground beef, canned beans, canned and diced tomatoes, and chili seasoning. But, I can still say that at the end of it all, it has not ruined chili for me, one bit. Ok, maybe one tiny little bit. A negligble one. Here's why:
Tier list of the week
This week's tier list: decks in 'Balatro.' Here's the tier list:
Ordered tiers, unordered wthin tiers. My favourite is the Abandoned deck because I love playing straights. It removes every face card, and starting with fewer cards makes it so much easier to play straights, at the cost of having to use lower value cards. Still though, that initial deck fixing is more than enough to enable that type of build, and sometimes even more extreme ones. The other decks below it by one tier are also fun for me because of the ease of deck fixing to enable a certain type of style, with the exception of the Chackered deck, which I feel locks you a little too much into flushes. My least favourite decks are the ones I feel limit the player way too much. Black and Nebula take away one way you can interact with the game in exchange for another, but withe specific debuff and buffs they give you, I feel as though the debuff is so much more limiting than the buff frees you. THe other decks are more fluid in their placement, just being where they feel right.
Personal updates (achievements, reflections, and antics)
On Monday, I woke up pretty late - but this time, I had an excuse! Over the weekend I had been feeling a little sick, being the worst on Sunday. I think a lot of it was actually just from the stress of this presentation assignment, but the feeling in my throat and whatever the top of your mouth thing is called were real. In the morning, I emailed in that I was taking a sick day. Since I didn't really have much to do outside of work except the presentation assignment, that's all I did. Just that, the whole day. For once, I barely got distracted with anything, really only getting up to boil water for drinking (hot water just tastes better!) and making lunch. This assignment requires three things: an outline, an annotated script, and the presentation slides. Once I had the outline, the script wouldn't be too bad to write, and once both the outline and the script were done, the slides would be way easier to make. As soon as I finished my outline though, I realized that I was presenting it terribly. The table format was good for my own organization, but it looked awful and it was hard to read. I just know the instructor would take off like 10 points for that - not because that "professional formatting" thing is worth 10 points, but because it would make other things in the outline seem worse than they actually are. The rest of my assignmen't work that day was going over the outline again, restarting it from scratch essentially, then doing a very basic version of my script. Outside of this presentation work, there was one other thing I got up to. I had noticed that there seemed to be some small drain flies or flying ants or whatever they are in my apartment. They were starting to really get annoying and distracting, so I decided to finally pull out those fly traps I bought a year ago. Those sticky tape things that you hang from the ceiling? Those. If you remember from like 10 months ago, I bought these fly traps when there was a horde of regular fruit flies in the laundry room, but the day I bought them, the flies stopped showing up. Now though, I would finally get my chance! I warmed up the tube and pulled on the string, but the ribbon wouldn't come out. I pulled harder and then it did... all rolled up into a narrow little tube. What???? Also, it was a more sickly brown than I was expecting. Do these things expire or something? I made the dumb choice of pulling it apart by hand, which worked, but got all this glue all over my fingers and wrist. After hanging it above my desk lamp, I had to wash my hands with dish soap five times to get it all out. Hopefully, this gets them all out. I made another round of chicken pesto pasta for dinner, and stayed up working on my script for another couple hours. I went to bed as the birds were singing, five hours after midnight. But at least the outline was done, and this time, done well. Maybe this sudden topic pivot will pay out in the end.
Tuesday morning had me still feeling a bit sick, but not so much that I couldn't work at all. I sent an email saying that I would take my WFH day this week, and got to work on two things at once: first was dealing with the not-manager finding some issues with old Absconder work again. This time, it was becuase his team had updated something in the background, so I needed to slightly update formatting of one output of my Absconder to match. My manager also wanted me to start working on setting up the newest project by copying over all the stuff from the last project, but I used the excuse of not having the documentation to do it to get out of doing it today. Sometime after lunch I also had a quick call with my successor, mainly about how I was feeling and about how her tasks have been going. Apparently, she's been put in charge of sending our team's results to teams higher up than us. She's also been made responsible for cleaning up any errors in the results of my team's nightly test runs. Wow... my team must've been REALLY unhappy with the amount of work that I did. She followed this up with asking what I was doing today, what my tasks were... ha! I'm stuck doing favours for the not-manager right now. Though I did have a couple things to submit... So I guess I can't really complain about not being given anything important to do. We ended this call with her instructing me to get lots of sleep and an offer from her to bring soup for me tomorrow. I had a feeling that I would not follow the directive or accept the proposal, so after I gave some very non-comittal answers, I hung up and got back to my work. My main focus was definitely on the presentation script though. What I originally made was so robotic. It sounded like I was just reading out a grocery list. It took me a good long while, (from an hour or two before noon to midnight, actually), but I rewrote that entire script. Top to bottm, every last bit of it. There honestly wasn't much else to this day once I was finished with work except that script editing. Sure, I had a 30 minute nap that thankfully did not turn into a 5 hour one, but the most surprising thing was just how hard I was able to focus and actually do this all today! Now though, I was starting to feel a lot less sick, and I should probably go into the office tomorrow... ah, whatever. I'm sure I can finish this presentation now that the outline and script are this high quality!
If I'm being honest, in my head I can barely tell apart Wednesday and Thursday at the office. Both days involved me waking up and barely having the energy to shuffle sround my apartment until I had some tea, and also being late because of it. My reaction to that was different though... on Wednesday, I threw some extra cold water in it so I could chug, then walked quickly out to my bus. The bus driver asked where I'd been the last two days! Well, "sick, sick" is what I told him. On Thursday, I woke up late because on the prior day I would end up going to bed way way later than normal (5 hours after midnight, when the birds started to sing!), so I dumped my tea into the company mug and drank it on the way to work. It didn't fit very well in my jacket pocket, but at least it didn't splash any hot stuff around! Regardless, on both days I made it to work, sat myself down at my desk, and got to work on two things: the first was my task to get the new project setup with the files from the old project (a more involved process than just copying over things by hand, apparently, and also thankfully!). The second? Well, my presentation of course! Whenever I was waiting for things to copy or load or finish running, I would be doing additional things with the script on Wednesday, or finishing up my actual presentation slides on Thursday. There were of course interactions with my coworkers during these days at work: one with the gregarious on Wednesday where she apologized for not updating my 'Deltarune' countdown sticky note during my absence; one with the cable guy's replacement on Thursday where he pestered me about how what I was working on was boring (yeah, it's copying files?? I know??) and started going through the items on my desk, like my dice, my oil and gas sticker, all that, then pushing me to go visit some of our internal sites which document how to do some really unexpected terms (his behaviour was a little off-putting to put it lightly); one with the traitor on Wednesday about the special errors he was getting with the security keys, which I hadn't seen since I set it up last year so I told him to just go to IT; an interaction with my successor on Wednesday where I revealed that I almost sent ":3" to my manager 3 times, and she drew the ":3" on my hand to make sure we were talking about the same thing, even though there was a bunch of paper and laptops around to do it on; another one with my successor on Wednesday where she jokingly told me that my view of "talking to women is like talking to anyone, just talk to them like people" was the reason I'm still single, thinking that I actually wasn't single (????? girl what?????); one with my equivalent on Wednesday about how I don't like bologna and him telling me it's becuase of the amount of filler used; one with my successor on Wednesday where I helped her with her report of a system-breaking glitch that turned out to not actually be a glitch at all, but a misreading of the info as presented to her, after which she ended up giving me some brownies like she promised last week; one with the work rival and Steve on Wednesday about potential Friday dinner and cake plans (for Steve's birthday!); among others. On Wednesday, I avoided going down to lunch with eveyrone to try and work on bloghan and the presentation instead, but on Thursday? Thursday was one of those pizza lunch events with all the temps, and it was PACKED. I mean, what did I expect? We have had an influx of temps recently to replace all of us leaving in August, but our overlap completely filled that room. I didn't have all that much pizza, and since I was feeling so sleepy I didn't interact too much with the people I was eating with at first. My work rival took way too much pizza, and a lot of the new temps were not happy with the quality of pizza given to us. Well, it's free food, isn't it? Just take a little at first, then go back to get more if you want it after? Not that hard guys. After the traitor made another comment about my weight, I decided to just finish up eating and head out. That's when I spotted someone in a sweater that was familiar to me: it was one for the school I currently attend (well, at least do classes for right now as I work). I hadn't met this person, so I thought it would be a pretty good opportnity to see if he had heard of me, since apparently I've become "semi-famous" within a certain sub-group of students? I introduced myself and talked to him about my GOAT, the analog guy, but didn't realize until much later in the conversation that he was not studying the same stuff as me, and did not actually know what I was talking about when I said I had the analog guy's picture on my desk. Luckily, I found myself in conversation with another new temp from the same place, and we talked for 2 hours straight about what's been going on back there in my absence. That entire conversatoin actually made me really miss school days, and some of the closest friends I had. As he was showing some of the coolest projects I've seen in a while, I saw a couple seconds of my good friend who taught me foosball through trial by fire, who I call Riko on this blog. And man. Just seeing Riko, with his new hairstyle but still all the same old mannerisms I've become used to? I miss him. I miss all of my Aqours, as I used to call them (and still do) when I was still in my home city. I know I said that I don't really want to leave yet, but... yeah, I miss those guys. Back at the pizza event, I ended up taking an entire hour for this very high-energy conversation, talking about projects and the kinds of things we were doing. It was a much longer conversation than I expected it to be, but it was nice to hear about what was going on back in my home city. I don't feel so bad about having to go back now. After lunch on both of these days, I mostly would end up watching the text on my screen go by as the files coped over from one project to another, while on my phone screen I would either be working on my presentation or reading more of the 'Wano Country' arc of 'One Piece.' I'm so close to finishing both of those things, but at work was not where I did so. The afternoon of Thursday did have something interesting to it though... another one of those weekly team meetings. This time, my successor was here for it, but when I went to the meeting room a minute in advance no one was around. Huh? I thought I was on time? If you're on time for the meeting, the meeting room door will be open or there will be a collection of people around the door. If there's no one, it means you're 2 minutes early or everyone has already seated and started the meaning. But I wasn't 2 minutes early. I was 30 seconds early. I was about to head back to my desk when the crowd finally started to gather. Apparently the meeting time had been moved, and I was the only one who noticed and came on time for the new time?? The strange thing though? If I was the first one to join, and it was now past the meeting time, what is happening in that meeting room? Now that I thought of it, we should be able to at least hear a little noise from that room if there was an ongoing meeting in there. The meeting organizer knocked on the door, and after some silence, the door opened form the inside: by my successor?????? What are you doing in there??? Apparently, she was still using the old meeting time of half-an-hour ago, and had just been waiting in here? At least, that's how I understood it. The meeting was a more boring one, but there were some conflicts. The director of the director had little "chew-out" moments with each manager present (mine, my work rival's, one of Steve's) but the specific project this meeting was focused on was one that I don't really work on at all? So I just worked on my own laptop, monitoring the copying and checking some stuff related to Absconder. Near the middle of the meeting there was a strange noise, and I looked over to see my predecessor barely stifling laughing? Huh? Did someone make a funny joke in the meeting? I look down at my laptop and see my successor had sent me some nonsensical spam over text, which I jokingly took completely seriously. She then texted me that she just fell asleep and snored. OH you've gotta be kidding me. AGAIN!?!? This is too funny but also a little concerning. If this keeps happening.... well, if it looks bad or not, it doesn't really impact me all that much, right? As the meeting ended, we all went to the cell and talked about it, where she admitted to falling asleep again. That's when my predecessor revealed that the manager sitting closest to us, one of Steve's, quietly asked my predecessor "I guess that new temps are tired, huh?" as we left the room. Oh boy. Her snore was loud enough that many other people noticed during that meeting, managers and directors included. Apparently, even our shared manager had told her sometime after the meeting that those meetings are pretty boring sometimes. There's no way... For her sake, I hope this pattern doesn't continue. Regardless, it was the evenings of these two days that diverged the most. On Wednesday, I went down to the first floor for D&D, while on Thursday, I ended up on call with Blue-haired and Grey-haired. During both, I was very worried about the state of my presentation, but I tried to relax at least a little. The D&D session was awkward since it was completely unplanned but also required little story progression due to the compatriot being on vacation for this week. I tried to wrap them up in a deadly situation to prompt them to run, and to my surprise, they did! They tried. I think two of them got brought to 1 HP? My equivalent was pretty upset about such a thing, and I think he was a little upset about how inconsistent things were getting recently with this adventure (which is very fair, the planning has all but disappeared and the plot has been artificially extended), so he got his revenge by... having his character fall in love with an NPC? Uh..... ok? We quickly ended with them running away from the sunset, so maybe there's a symbol my co-DM and I can insert there, but when I got home, all my effort was spent in making the slides for my presentation until 4 hours past midnight. As for Thursday's after work activity, myself and Blue-haired and Grey-haired played through the first chapter of 'Deltarune.' Blue-haired played and streamed it, and myself and Grey-haired voiced some of the characters along with Blue-haired. It was pretty fun, but I can't lie that I was working on my presentation for the majority of it. The slides were alomst done, but the crediting of image sources was killing me. My original plan for one slide was going to require me to pack that credits lside extremely densely, and that was something I was not willing to do. Blue-haird and Grey-haired understood though, and they helped me figure out a good solution involving me asking my landlord if I could borrow her can opener! Man, those two are the best. It really is too bad... well, that doesn't matter right now. I submitted my presentation just as we ended for the night. The nights of both days were very similar, as I went ot bed around the same time and forgot to eat dinner both times too. Wednesday night was characterized by me doing presentation work, while Thursday night was me just sitting in my chair letting the internet happen to me, then a promise to myself to go to bed early, then a thought of "oh, I'll play a quick game of 'Balatro'" before going to bed 2 hours later.
I have a problem.
On Friday, I woke up very late because of my poor choices on Thursday night. I initially tried to rush out of my apartment in under 15 minutes, but that was way too difficult. I sent an email saying I'd come in late by an hour and spent that hour getting ready in a relaxed way. Still ended up having to rush for the bus though... no idea how that happened. It was all standard proceeding at work once again, just watching over the copying of files between projects, and doing bloghan and such all the while. I brought some freezies into the office for people to enjoy, but only one of the new temps was really interested in them. He told me it reminded him of being a kid again, ripping open the plastic to get at the juices inside. Yeah, I have thoughts like that too but for... uh... other stuff. I was in and out of the cell a lot that day, as all I was doing was some more boring-ish work. I even got added to a group chat by my manager to keep track of what I was doing (STILL. COPYING. IT HAS BEEN THREE DAYS OF THIS!!!) and other full-times asking me about it too. Yeesh... Also, this copying process had a couple of errors and some weirdly worded steps, so I had to pester another full-time about it a bunch too, slowing me down. But, uh... maybe it is sort of my fault for prioritizing other things at work? Hmmm.... nahhh. During this process, I ended up having a pair of text files where I needed to check if every line in one of them was in the other, larger one. I didn't feel like doing this, so a lot of my cell visits invoved me going to my successor and trying to see if she would do it for me. However, every time I checked in on her, she was either on call or stressing out about one of the tasks she was given. Also, she was a little mad at my manager for not really being clear with her about when she was given tasks... even though this was her first ever real task? She was about to stomp into his office to tell him off about it, but I stopped her by reminding her he works from home on Fridays. She was then about to send what I thought was a very strongly worded message to my manager about the issue (at least for our team), but I coached her into relaxing a bit. She was just missing the "context" of how our team talks about assignment of tasks and stuff, and since our team communicates in a "high-context style" and she just joined a couple of weeks ago, there was a miscommunication that is both the fault of my manager and her, while also being no one's fault, just an unfortunate of life. I'm glad she saw reason, and told her to maybe ask about it in a gentler way if it ever happened again... which it honestly might, since it's happened to me once or twice. Well, that's not really something I can worry about now, it'll probably happen way later on. I went back to my desk, and then got in a bit of an argument with my work rival. He was working from home today, even though he was pushing so hard for a dinner plan in person on Friday, to which he would come into the office for. But he tried to change our plan to a lunch at his patio, which wasn't going to fly since we had already agreed to go out for dinner. Why did he push for this dinner so hard, and end up not coming. His response? "Becuase everyone changed it to lunch and I didn't sign up for that." Ok, so now he's changing the story on us. He just didn't want to come in to the office on Friday. This guy... I let him know we never changed the plan at all, and even go ask Steve and others if we were doing dinner. Everyone gives me a resoundingly confused "yes, where did you hear it wasn't?" When I confront my work rival with this though, he leaves me on seen. I guess he realized that he wasn't winning, so he just chose to ignore it? Whatever... then, Steve behind tells me to look at his screen, where my work rival is asking if the plan was lunch or dinner, then saying he thought we changed it to dinner. Steve gives him the bad news that it was ALWAYS DINNER. IT WAS NEVER LUNCH. DINNER!!!!! When I realized what happened, that my work rival simply mistook someone asking if it was a lunch or dinner as it being a lunch over a dinner, I laughed, LOUD. I couldn't stop for 2 minutes. Oh man. This guy... this guy... Eventualyl I settled down, and once again avoided going for lunch with everyone, just out of feeling a bit stressed and also despising bologna by this point in the week. Afterwards, Steve and the fanatic went out to buy a cake, and the new temps all wanted to go get bubble tea, so I offered to go with them. They wanted to get something for Steve and the fanatic, so I let them use my phone to call the two. I gave the phone to the girl who was most like my work rival (I have no idea what I'm going to nickname her yet), and she proceeded to have the most confusing conversation with Steve, based on the bits I heard. Made me start laughing out loud in the lobby, which made all the new temps look at me strangely. You know what? GOOD! They better. We all headed out right after that, but we all kinda split up as we walked. Three of the guys stuck together at the very front, I walked alone behind them, then the three girls and the stoned (I think that was his nickname?) behind me. I kinda wanted to walk and talk more with either group, but alone works well for me too! Once we got to the plaza where they were going to get their bubble tea, I kinda just wandered around with the closest temp to me. At first, I was following around my successor, then as I encountered my co-DMs replacement I switched to walking around with him. He took me to a store where that new temp from my home region (I'll call him the new compatriot, even though he's not replacing the compatriot) was buying his drink, and so I followed the new compatriot. After he took me to a plce that was offereing free cranberry sweetbread samples and I did a dumb bit pretending that this sweetbread suspiciously tasted like... cranberries... Eventually, myself and the new compatriot left the plaza and walked back to work. We talked about the things we do, about how we affect the world as well as other people (like the pope). I don't know how the topic got so deep as it turned to how it doesn't feel like we don't do anything evil even though many would say companies are inherently evil in this day and age - but I alieved his fears by pinning it all on software engineers. Eventually, the other temps filtered back in, and after demonstrating some voice impressions to read out the fanatic's message of not letting any temps leave becuase Steve's cake was huge, eventually the cake arrived! We all packed into the break room and had the reveal. It was a pretty huge cake and it was...
Tiramisu.
Is this supposed to be some sort of symbol in my life now or something? Why does this keep happening? I'm not complaining about having so many, but really. What's going on? Why is tiramisu suddenly so popular????
Well anyways, we all gathered around Steve to sing him a happy birthday, and then ate our cake. Steve was actually being very methodical with his cuts, making sure every plate had some of the garnish or berries on the top of the cake. I ended up at the very end of the table with my laptop, looking at those two text files from the morning, eating my cake. I talked a little with one of the new temps, a girl who I'll call the sweetener, who was very curious about how I came up with my 'Jeopardy!' boards (I've explained this here before, so I will not repeat it again, but it has to do with the archive of questions and balancing around wordplay, "fun" stuff, academics, and media). There was later a conversation about Pokemon or something with another one of the new temps, but I thin I stayed in that room way too long as most people left the office within 10 minutes. Eventually, the stoned and the new compatriot and I start talking a little about some dumb rewards points system that the managers have available to give to us. They start talking very loudly about the system and how surely the managers would abuse that by giving it to themselves. Before I can get a word in about how there's limits to the whole system, some manager that was in the break room chimed in and informed us about how the whole thing worked. The stoned poked the bear further by talking about how it could be money laundering, and that random manager debunked that completely too. After that, I knew I had to get out of there, so I waited at my desk until it was time to go for dinner. My predecessor arrived pretty soon after all those new temps left, and almost as soon as he arrived, we all headed out to the restaurant. It was that Hong Kong style place iwth the giant servings, but now I was prepared! No dinner last night plus no lunch this afternoon meant that surely this time I would be able to finish the meal in its entirety right? HA! NO!! I FAILED AGAIN!!! NGAHHH!!! I don't get it. My stomach was empty. The last thing I had was a a slice of cake and the oatmeal I had in the morning. Why was this happening again?? Well, at least the food tasted really good. It was chicken with cheese and spinach suace over spaghetti, and at least I got to bring home leftovers. I was sat between my predecessor and the fanatic, but I didn't interact too much with them, since I was more focused with how I looked while eating. After walking back to the office, the exhaustion of the last few days was finally starting to catch up to me. I collapsed into my office chair, played 'My Castle Town' very quitely, and basically fell asleep. Steve came by and asked me why I didn't join them for a second round of cake in the break room. I thought it was obvious, but oh well. By the time I got to the break room there was no cake left anyways, so they all just ate in a little silence. This was only broken by the cable guy's manager walking in and asking why the cable guy was on his laptop working so late in the evening and while celebrating someone's birthday. The cable guy came up with the perfect response: "what makes you think I'm working?" GOLD. He's going to get so much more work assigned to him on Monday. But today is Friday, its late evening, and we all have a nice weekend to look forward to. So why not leave Monday problems until Monday? My predecessor dropped me off back at my place, where I joined Blue-haired with finishing off chapter 1 of 'Deltarune' as I did my quizzes for the next 2 weeks of this communications course. Somehow, I endead up staying late that night too, just sitting in my chair not really engaging with what I was doing on my laptop as I thought about the next week. I think I went to bed at some point around four hours after midnight? I don't... really know.
Saturday and Sunday were boring days, at the very least. On Saturday, I woke up about an hour or so after noon (fully caught up on sleep, surely!), and tried to motivate myself into doing some sort of work, either on the bloghan that I had missed over the last week or on the next assignment. I couldn't bring myself to do very much though, but in the evening I resolved that I had to do something. I noticed the mess that had accumulated just about everywhere in my apartment: dishes slightly piling up, unsorted clothes on the couch, dust all over the ground, a full hamper of unwashed clothes. I ate an ice cream sandwich to energize myself, then went on a crusade to clean everything. Yes, no progress was being made on bloghan and my course, but it was pretty clear that I was standing in my own way when it came to that, so I might as well do this first. After I finished that, I decided to just start making dinner, cutting up all my bologna and stir frying it so that I would never have to have it in a sandwich ever again. I may have overdid it with the amount that I cooked though, so it took my strangely non-hungry stomach a while to fill up and for myself to finish the whole thing. But by then it was too late for me to continue working on any typing of any kind, so I went to. Sunday was the cmoplete opposite, as right after picking up my groceries I typed as much of the bloghan as I could because of how behind I was due to my choices yesterday. There was a short intermission of about 2 hours that I spent online with Blue-haired and Grey-haired, where I gave them a presentation. This presentation was a giant joke on my part, leading them on into thinking I was coming out as somethign for pride month for about 45 minutes, then leading them on for another 30 minutes about coming out as a fallen angel's host (note: I am NOT a Yohane kinnie!!!), before dropping that it was a joke for a single slide. Trolling and ragebaiting are really quite fun, even if they're seen as really lame hobbies, but I don't really think of them as my hobby. It's more like... I don't know, a lifestyle? No, that's not it. Maybe channeling Loki (from Norse mythology, not Marvel)? Whatever it is, I do it not for any sort of benefit or power over others, just simply for the love of the game. Following this, the three of us did about an hour of 'Deltarune' (now onto chapter 2), and as soon as we wrappped that up, I spent more than 10 hours on bloghan (well, ok, a lot of it was while distracted, admittedly). And yet, I couldn't finish it, even though I stayed up until 5 hours past midnight. I did cook myself a giant pot of chili though with lot's more stuff in it than usuaL so I won't have to wrorry about dinner at all this week, but I feel like things are about to get a bit intense soon. And I'll have to delay the posting of this bloghan too, and at work I'll have to finish up the setup of the new project and - AHHHH there's so much!! When will the days where my life was literally a musical come back? Where did the sensation of every day being summer vacation run off to? When will I be able to walk and sway in swing rhythm while listening to Elvis's 'The Wonder of You' in public, without any worries?
Soon. Soon I will.
Probably July?
Future plans
What a week, huh? Did I even accomplish last week's plans? Let's see:
- Presentation: all done! Too close to the deadline for comfort, but it's done now!
- Quizzes: did the ones for this week and next week too!
- Start the proposal: ok to be fair the weekend is where I fell apart. And like. Lots of people do that, right? So it's ok that I didn't do this! ...I sound like an 'Ace Attorney' character...
- More 'One Piece': I'm at chapter 1023 now! Looks we're alomst done with Wano, yet there's still so much that has to happen! So excited!
- 'Deltarune' with Blue-haired and Grey-haired: I got to voice Ralsei, Rouxls, Alphys, sans, and Kris Deltarune, but most importantly, I got to tell Grey-haired "Proceed" a lot!!!!
Now for this upcoming week, Blue-haired and Grey-haired and I will probably play more of the second chapter of 'Deltarune' on Monday, which is the same day I have to get this week's bloghan fully finished and published. I'll finish the Wano arc of 'One Piece' this week too. Also, the proposal. I need to start it, ASAP. And also hand it in on Thursday. Man, I've really gone and made a mess of things...
Song of the week
'in this unstable world' (https://youtu.be/bc0dF6XPeHY) by Yoshiko Tsushima from 'Love Live! Sunshine!!' is the song of the week. I don't really have anything to say about this, except maybe something along the lines of "she's literally so me" and "wow fallen angels are so cool!!! This song and this character inspires me in a good way - that is, to present myself as completely insane as much as possible. Thanks to this song for inspiring my Sunday presentation!
Until next time
Last week was the worst I ever let my sleep schedule get, and I fear this week will be just as bad. Maybe. I can still turn things around I swear! But we'll just have to see about that. See you next week, if I see you next week.
- bubbler