Ree@Dreamwidth

I had a lot of socializing over the Independence Day period, more than I am quite comfortable with, and by the end of it I was firmly lodged into a corner, constantly refreshing my phone in desperate search of something more familiar for me to do. (This was not helped by the person present who did two things upon my entrance: one, told a joke where the punchline was that women are not supposed to enjoy the hobbies that I enjoy, and two, asked me about my relationship to someone I don't speak to anymore because Reasons, then doubled down when I tried to be politely refuse to answer.)

I'm still perturbed by that sequence.

I'm back to my old self after a few days of normal routine, though.

There are posts at Pro! We had a Snoggy in the chat! Turns out Snog and I watch a bunch of the same TV shows! I.... got nothing else done all afternoon because chat had priority and I regret nothing! (Although I do need to get a few things accomplished before supper.)

What a good day it's been.

Take care of yourselves out there!

I tried playing the demo of Undertale and found myself firmly ambivalent: I appreciate a lot about what the game is trying to do. Also, I sort of want to light it on fire and watch it burn to ash, then scatter the ashes so it can never mess with me again. It is not coincidence that my experience with the demo sent me running for my most cherished of comfort-food games, one exclusive to Nintendo. Last I knew, Nintendo specifically disallowed the type of gimcrackery that Undertale pulled on me. Link's Awakening is comforting, familiar, safe, loved.... and Undertale is really super not, much as I kick myself for not enjoying it "enough", whatever that means.

( Spoilers follow. )

I've been gorging on spoilers for the game, struggling to find a way that I could play it that wouldn't allow it to drive me bananas, but there are too many variables for me to keep track of. It's hideous. A game with this much heart and resemblance to EarthBound ought to delight me, but it doesn't, and that discovery leaves me troubled and sulky.

Apparently I can remove the demo from my computer, but not from my thoughts.