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Dear Diary

Y'ever had a completely worthless day? A day when, at its end, you asked yourself - what did I do today? and answered - absolutely fuck-all nothing. This isn't a "Oh I'm resting after 2 weeks straight in the coal mines", but a "God has given me a gift of time and here I am, pissing it away." Alright?

Well I've had such a day and I don't want it anymore. So, in interest of Carpe-ing the Diem, I have created this thread. Hopefully it will shame me into not pissing my time away. (Lolololololo as if! Prepare for 300 entries of "I did fuck all today")

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Reply #1 –
Today I played Islets all day. Here's a review I wrote down on AG's forum:

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32. I just played Islands[sic]. I think someone here wondered how it was?
Took me 9:07 to beat. It's a solid game, but lacks a certain polish. As you get deeper into the game, you can feel the dev's skills going up and up. It's actually very solid at the end. Still wouldn't recommend playing it if you haven't played Hollow Knight, Ori and the Blind Forest and Ori and the Will of the Wisps. Like a 6 for the first three hours then a 7 by the end. Buy it on sale. Or buy it on free Epic Games.
At one point a little annoying with difficulty but otherwise not a problem.
The gimmick is that you unlock new islands, and new islands stick to each other, so you get new pathways where the islands bridge to each other.

That's all of note. I also started this thread, but that hardly counts, does it?

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Reply #2 –
Today I am become uncle to a young boy who weighs 3.7kg and lengths 51cm. He is the first boy in my family of my generation. I found this out this very morning, and have done absolutely fuck-all with the rest of my day.

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Reply #3 –
Oh dear. It's surprising how overstimulated you feel the whole day, then at the end, it's like nothing happened the entire time.

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Reply #4 –
The day before yesterday, I shaved for the first time in two months. I will surely upload the pictures eventually.

I drove to Osijek with my father to have one of the most awkward conversations of my life with a fellow who did not return calls for 2 months.

To take my mind off the awkwardness, I noticed that the office chairs were supremely comfortable. One of the things that happens to a fat man when losing weight is that his arse becomes bony and uncomfortable. It's like that one C&H skit with the man who could sit anywhere. I finally understood the value of a comfy chair. I could sit in it forever.

Anywho, is it over? Thank God it's over. Then we went to the Bizovac Thermae. They completely drained the family pool (even on the inside!) and completely dismantled the waterslide at the end. I didn't have high hopes for the slides, but at least I had hope. Also, the vast majority of people were over the age of 40 - other than two families with a child each. Why don't young-uns like thermal baths?

Then yesterday, I wrote this post. And today? Today I post it. Points for efficiency.

Today I also found a kitten which I wrote about elsewhere:
"There's a kitty meowing outside my window. All the time. And when I come out she stops. And when I go back in she starts meowing again. And it's driving me insane. I went out looking for her several times. I check everywhere - can't find her. I check the car, the wheels, pop open the hood, can't see nothing, she's not meowing. I go on the roof, I check the swing, all the chairs, the smokeroom, all the fucking plants!

Eventually, ma sees her on the front left wheel. She goes for her, but kitty hides away. Now I have a kitten in my engine compartment, and I can't get to her, and I can't honk to drive her away, 'cause I can't turn on the engine 'cause it'd rip her apart. My dog's probably the one who scared her in. Oh, lord. It seems now we wait for hunger to come."
 

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Reply #5 –
So long as there are people to read what I will write, then I will write. If there are not, then I will not. I talk to the wind. The wind does not hear. The wind cannot hear. Why write for myself when I can just think?

Anyway, today I first wore my Junex swedish navy coat outside. It's a fine coat, though a little wide around the shoulders.

When I was first looking for a coat, I'd thought I found the perfect one! It was €30. An officer's coat. Navy blue, double-breasted, peaked lapels, in my size, perfect! I messaged him on the site and the very next day I saw the offer had been taken down. But ah! Then I realized! Njuškalo takes down ads that are older than a month! I look at the date... Exactly a month since it was put up! So I messaged him on the phone. And the coat was reserved.

So I cried and searched Etsy for a coat and found a good one that was €170 with shipping(!!!) I ordered it and it had just arrived when I hear from the seller. The previous offer fell apart and he wanted to sell it to me. So I bought it. It was only €30 after all.

Now I'm going to have two coats. And I only need one. And returning this one will probably cost me a further 30€. I hate this shit.

I'm probably going to sell one of them. I'll find out which soon. Ugh.

Also, to afford the coat, I'm going to sell my kobo clara HD. I didn't use it much, oops... But I realized I'd bought it almost three full years ago! Feels mad!