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I'm down to two personal quests, two companion quests, and four miscellaneous quests for BG3. It's ending. πππ
In other RP news, for the past 3-4 weeks, the GC has been playing a kickstarter pen and paper RPG and MtG Commander two days a week at GeekBBQ. For the first time in about five years, I am actually the only person in the house. It's been lovely. (This is absolutely not a slag on the GC; just, as an extreme introvert, I occasionally need time to drool on myself without any other humans in the vicinity.)
Now that BG3 is winding down, I've started reading actual books again. π€£ Instead of picking up any of the new ones I was reading at the time I started playing, though, I've blazed through a bunch of old favorite series: Captive Prince, Doctrine of Labyrinths, Greenhallow Duology, The Magicians, and Heaven Official's Blessing (although TBF I have not read the entire series yet). Meanwhile, the GC is reading the Goblin Emperor series for the first time, and that has been great fun to watch from the sidelines. I am also super excited to start The Bright Sword.
I will miss Dark Brandon, who was the most quietly effective leader of my lifetime (one of the reasons media gave him such a drubbing, I don't doubt). That said, I am excited for the new infusion of energy and hope into the election.
My building's new management company has been doing its best to right the wrongs of its predecessor while growing increasingly shellshocked by uncovering just how much of a shitshow they purchased (for instance, learning that the previous management company had not, in fact, bothered to comply with the legal and regulatory obligations for operating the building's pool for, oh, the last half-decade).
To my great pleasure, they have, however:
It's my own damn fault aggravation: I seem to have permanently misplaced Best of Bowie: Disc 2. "Go buy another one," you say.
Except there are about 500 versions of Best of Bowie; I bought mine in Hong Kong and its track list is different (and vastly superior) to the US or any of the other versions I can find online. It has been my go-to commuting soundtrack for lo, these 20 years. And I am going to need it more than ever, because:
Work aggravation: It looks like Hell Assignment at job, which for many months appeared to have been dead in the water is going to happen. As this is going to involve a 3-4 hour daily commute, I am preemptively mourning the loss of my mental and physical health. (Necessary background: Immediate Boss and Crap Manager unilaterally decided that I would do Hell Assignment while I was working another, separate long term, long distance assignment, and presented it to me as a fait accompli upon my return. Immediate Boss and Crap Manager are both aware of my extreme aversion to doing Hell Assignment. Despite (or more likely, because of) this, Crap Manager makes a point of claiming that I volunteered to do this in the rare logistics emails he remembers to copy me on.)
Corporate overlord aggravation: A week ago I attempted to make an purchase from an online retailer I have done business with many times in the past. To my surprise, my card was declined. Then my phone dinged. It was the following message: [Bank Fraud Department]: Did you attempt a [purchase I had in fact just attempted]? Reply YES/NO/HELP.
I dutifully replied 'yes', and received a follow-up message thanking me for my reply, telling me no further action was needed, and that if my purchase was denied (weaselly phrasing when they knew, in fact, that they had just denied it) to try again after two minutes.
I waited for five minutes. It did not work. I then waited for 30 minutes. It did not work. I then waited for three days. It did not work.
It finally occurred to me to try my card at a drug store.
You got it: it did not work. They didn't deny my purchase; they turned off the credit card, and that after I had confirmed, in under a minute from their notifying me of the activity, that the activity was legitimate.
They have a toll free number customers can call for help...if by "help" you mean, "Sit on hold for up to 10 minutes before being summarily disconnected without receiving any assistance." So, yay?
And with that, it's time to go play more BG3.
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In other RP news, for the past 3-4 weeks, the GC has been playing a kickstarter pen and paper RPG and MtG Commander two days a week at GeekBBQ. For the first time in about five years, I am actually the only person in the house. It's been lovely. (This is absolutely not a slag on the GC; just, as an extreme introvert, I occasionally need time to drool on myself without any other humans in the vicinity.)
Now that BG3 is winding down, I've started reading actual books again. π€£ Instead of picking up any of the new ones I was reading at the time I started playing, though, I've blazed through a bunch of old favorite series: Captive Prince, Doctrine of Labyrinths, Greenhallow Duology, The Magicians, and Heaven Official's Blessing (although TBF I have not read the entire series yet). Meanwhile, the GC is reading the Goblin Emperor series for the first time, and that has been great fun to watch from the sidelines. I am also super excited to start The Bright Sword.
I will miss Dark Brandon, who was the most quietly effective leader of my lifetime (one of the reasons media gave him such a drubbing, I don't doubt). That said, I am excited for the new infusion of energy and hope into the election.
My building's new management company has been doing its best to right the wrongs of its predecessor while growing increasingly shellshocked by uncovering just how much of a shitshow they purchased (for instance, learning that the previous management company had not, in fact, bothered to comply with the legal and regulatory obligations for operating the building's pool for, oh, the last half-decade).
To my great pleasure, they have, however:
- Installed new smoke alarms
- Installed working GFCIs (doubly vital given all the ceiling leaks that leak directly into wall outlets)
- Installed new working toilets (which are, rather humorously, alarmingly small compared to the previous ones; you'd be surprised how that can throw you for a loop during certain activities)
- Taken action to mitigate the building's massive secondhand cigarette and marijuana smoke issue
- Told Segueway Asshole to either register his motorboat and pay to park it in the lot or face eviction (π)
- Told Segueway Asshole to cease threatening building occupants or face eviction (not having bothered to learn who the new staff were, he apparently made a typically violent threat to the head property manager πππ who read him the riot act)
- Kept the building doors, garage gates, and electronic entry readers in good working order
- Fixed the elevators.
It's my own damn fault aggravation: I seem to have permanently misplaced Best of Bowie: Disc 2. "Go buy another one," you say.
Except there are about 500 versions of Best of Bowie; I bought mine in Hong Kong and its track list is different (and vastly superior) to the US or any of the other versions I can find online. It has been my go-to commuting soundtrack for lo, these 20 years. And I am going to need it more than ever, because:
Work aggravation: It looks like Hell Assignment at job, which for many months appeared to have been dead in the water is going to happen. As this is going to involve a 3-4 hour daily commute, I am preemptively mourning the loss of my mental and physical health. (Necessary background: Immediate Boss and Crap Manager unilaterally decided that I would do Hell Assignment while I was working another, separate long term, long distance assignment, and presented it to me as a fait accompli upon my return. Immediate Boss and Crap Manager are both aware of my extreme aversion to doing Hell Assignment. Despite (or more likely, because of) this, Crap Manager makes a point of claiming that I volunteered to do this in the rare logistics emails he remembers to copy me on.)
Corporate overlord aggravation: A week ago I attempted to make an purchase from an online retailer I have done business with many times in the past. To my surprise, my card was declined. Then my phone dinged. It was the following message: [Bank Fraud Department]: Did you attempt a [purchase I had in fact just attempted]? Reply YES/NO/HELP.
I dutifully replied 'yes', and received a follow-up message thanking me for my reply, telling me no further action was needed, and that if my purchase was denied (weaselly phrasing when they knew, in fact, that they had just denied it) to try again after two minutes.
I waited for five minutes. It did not work. I then waited for 30 minutes. It did not work. I then waited for three days. It did not work.
It finally occurred to me to try my card at a drug store.
You got it: it did not work. They didn't deny my purchase; they turned off the credit card, and that after I had confirmed, in under a minute from their notifying me of the activity, that the activity was legitimate.
They have a toll free number customers can call for help...if by "help" you mean, "Sit on hold for up to 10 minutes before being summarily disconnected without receiving any assistance." So, yay?
And with that, it's time to go play more BG3.
γγγ§δ»₯δΈγ§γγ
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