Yeah I could’ve guessed that it would be hard to keep up with a blog, especially one with no plan and on a half-baked site 
I’m still gathering things I want to use for my other pages and it’s gonna take time to write or format everything I want to post. The summer has been going well overall I just get tired of being on a computer after staring at one all week so I keep putting off working on this.
Teddy serendipitously bought Hollow Knight a week or so before Silksong got its actual 100% real release date so he hasn’t even finished it in time. I was playing it on his Switch too and it was way harder than I was expecting, I’m not a soulslike fan in the slightest so I don’t think I’m gonna get my own copy. Which sort of sucks because I love the art style and lore and all of that so I was disappointed in my own frustration 
That being said I bought Placid Plastic Duck Simulator after having it on my wishlist forever, the complete opposite of a soulslike, and I adore it. It’s barely a game, really, and just a fun interactive screen saver. I like having it on the TV when I get home from work as some silly ambiance. 
There’s an elephant (or 2) in the room that I’ve been refusing to make eye contact with but I can’t stop thinking about it and making myself emo. Next year will be 10 years post-2016. It will be my 10 year anniversary of moving to Japan, high school graduation and entering college. There’s a worse anniversary occurring this December that I won’t get into but seeing how that flows directly into the New Year I’m getting all kinds of melancholic dread and regret tied to both of these eventful times and, well, yuck!
Being sentimental is such a waste of my goddamn time. I revile being hung up on the impossible and there’s no going back, there’s no point in thinking about everything that everyone else has long forgotten. I don’t even want to go back, I absolutely hated it there, I’m just still processing that so much time is now wedged between what I recall being not that long ago. That there were profound changes and effects I still feel now despite not a shred of 2016 living on. Ugh, have I really reached the age where I get nostalgic for my younger memories? Yuck!!! 