Sunday Updates Still Need Titles?
I actually have another rant in mind for whenever I’ll somehow manage to get around to writing it, which strangely enough hasn’t been the case during the past couple of weeks, but for the moment you’ll just get the regular Sunday update, obviously mainly here in order to stick to the rule of writing two posts per week. As I keep saying, that in itself is quite something, considering my mood in general and what’s been going on lately in particular.
Still relatively hooked on Tropico 3, though it’s getting rather tedious, especially when it comes to starting a new mission. At least I’m no longer failing, as I managed to get through whatever problems came my way and make it through all missions except that absolutely terrible Viva Tropico one with relative ease. I completed 11 from the original campaign so far and the 12th is now going very well, though I was in a tight spot at some point, so the end is in sight, as there seem to be a total of 15 missions. At this point I’m not sure whether I’ll check out any additional content or even play any sandbox games once I’m done with this campaign, but it was all right while it lasted.
All right and necessary, if I was to have any chance of doing much of anything after she put me on ignore. Crawling out of bed without some new obsession to crawl to would have been terribly difficult during such a time, as would have been doing pretty much anything else. I’m more or less crashing whenever I quit the game anyway, though at least I’m talking to someone even though I have once again stopped logging on to Yahoo! Messenger ever since I noticed that I was on ignore, so there is one other thing to look forward to somewhat. Not that talking doesn’t make me think of her and miss her even more, as I already explained a week ago, but it’s pretty nice nevertheless…
Understandably, all of this makes writing even harder, and I’m not just talking about the blog. In fact, I’m not really talking about the blog at all, but about the fact that what’s being added to my story these days is even crappier than the crap that I’ve been writing so far. Adding being nearly unable to even focus on the story to my inability to put thoughts into a human-readable form and my known creative blocks makes for a very unpleasant picture, doesn’t it?
But that’s how it is and I’ll keep going anyway, as long as it’ll still be somewhat possible. I have to add something to my story every day and keep writing two blog posts per week because if I’ll ever take any sort of break from any of this I know I’ll never start again. And they’re supposedly things I’m doing because I want to, not because I have to in any way, so they should come more easily, right? At least that’s what the theory is…
