Weeknight pasta. Beef, onion, san marzanos, olive oil and spaghetti.

My cat woke me up meowing loudly at 6.30am so that she could go outside and sit and look inside the house. So pretty good so far.

Company of heroes, the original version. Still a very good game and unlike the two sequels, is not so dlc heavy and is more about tactics than just spamming tanks and landmines, though I still sometimes do that.

I can finally upload images so enjoy my cat looking peaceful. She is often a pain in the ass but I love her dearly.

Pretty good. Things are going well for me recently. I’m ready for the good times to keep coming and if they don’t, it’s fine.

3700 hours. You must have committed a lot of crimes against humanity.

Developers want to cash out. Company going public. Will most likely have to do some things to keep investors happy, involving what is now known as enshittification.

I finally moved house so I have a new space for writing, which I’ll be doing later after I’ve been to the barbers. The area has a huge historical value, there is a haunted (supposedly) manor nearby, and an abandoned church that’s been for sale as long as I can remember. Behind my house there are many gardens and parks.

It’s more a reflection on them than you but don’t put up with it. People will treat you like a doormat, doesn’t mean you need to be rude back but firmly tell them that you are not a punching bag and that you won’t be listening to them anymore. Probably best to avoid speaking with them unless it’s purely work related and any bad reaction can be reported to management. If it’s not dealt with do what you can to get out of there.

I enjoy the fact that people feel safe with and around me. Most men would see it as an insult and a shame on their masculinity that people automatically don’t fear you but I prefer people trusting me. I am not a cave man, maybe my ancestors were but that doesn’t mean I need to act like one. Do what makes you, you! And don’t worry about being an inflated man.

I’d like to get fired so that I am forced to do something else.

This is what I would suggest. Very unique art style and still memorable all these years later.

I do. As often as I can. But sometimes the demand is so high for blood type that they call me up and email me even though I do donate regularly. My grandfather was a lifelong donor also.

I feel fine, the only discomfort is when the needle goes in but it’s fine once it’s done.

I’m not religious for a start so I don’t care for an afterlife. That sounds even worse than current existence. The universe itself starting from nothing though is hard to imagine. So I guess my reasoning is that I think it was always there, just slowly expanding and retracting for eternity. Somewhere in that mess, life happened. Maybe it was a one off and maybe not.

I don’t believe in reincarnation in the sense that I can be born again on this planet as a dog or something. More like whatever makes you “you” was possible in a universe where it probably shouldn’t have been possible. I believe in the Big bounce theory even though a lot of evidence says this is not true, the universe is definitely expanding at an insane rate. I like to think that all matter in the universe eventually comes together in one supermassive black hole and somewhere in that matter soup, another big bang happens. Maybe this time around life doesn’t happen, but maybe after a trillion iterations it does and whatever makes you “you” could happen again. You’d have no memory of it, you’d just be aware of being alive again. If there is just the heat death of the universe and nothing ever happens again then so be it, I was fine before I was born anyway.

You don’t mention if you’ve ever gone to therapy in your post. At least I didn’t see it. I suffered a lot of trauma as a child and still to this day have problems maintaining friendships/relationships because of it. It took me a long time to admit that I actually needed therapy because I could just get on with life and enjoyed solitude, but even though being on my own is something I really enjoy, the thing I need to do most is to have some of my thinking rewired. For that I need the help of a therapist I trust and I urge you to look inside yourself and find the truth of what you want. If it’s genuine human connection you want, it’s something that just comes naturally and can’t be forced. To get to those moments you might need some help with how you think about relationships. I wish you all the best though.

Probably my own injuries. When I was a kid, maybe 9-10, was playing football and one of my friends kicked the ball near some flats. I ran to get the ball and didn’t see a nail sticking out the wall, ran into it with my knee and ripped a huge “smile” into it. 15 stitches and some tetanus shots later I was fine but no football for a few weeks.

Also cut the tip of my finger off, which to my surprise grew back.

If I see any I’ll give it a try. I’d be happy just having 101 via IV drip though

Bad writing is to blame for most of the criticism I think. They are just point scoring if they push a female lead because it’s a female lead. Shitty male leads are pushed constantly but the criticism of them is often ignored because the pedestal is often lower. I couldn’t give a fuck about anything Kevin hart or Dwayne Johnson is in for instance, same with plenty of other badly written male characters. Well written characters do more for films/tv than any shoehorning ever could.