Ebbing back and forth for hours. Zac showed up at my door sometime around 5pm. Full of his particular brand of self-defacing gloom-doom-prophecy.…

to try and wrap my head around a meta thriving in an evolving game system.. to grind stupid little resources to unlock virtual collectables that do nothing more than amuse.…

This is the main and only way I know how to interface with another gay man and be … social with him.…

My widget is lying.…

I’m tired of the game and its ruleset. It feels like I’ve given everything to it and have gotten not quite what I bargained for in return.…

Bad habit of being irritated by other’s actions and trying to fix their actions to make myself happy.…

Poor Julius Caesar.…