Troper Updates II, Part II

Man it's been a long time since I've proper active on these forums apart from Forum Games and boy howdy have I changed as a human. Guess who's currently doing a music degree, was kicked out of home, has broken up with two shitty men and was a hardcore alcoholic and a heavy smoker for a whole year until I dragged myself out of the god awful suburb I lived in.

We're pretty much good now, but since I haven't actually told many people what's been happening since 2016 I thought I might well do that.

I'm gonna be watching the amazingly incredibad Maradonia: The Shadow Empire with a movie watching group in Cytube - a site where a video is streamed and everyone watches it at the same time while chatting in a chat room. It'll be sometime soon, likely this week.

It's a truly special awful movie. It's a vanity project based on a novel series written by a teenager, whose rich parents attempted to push her to stardom, despite her books being awful, then later they paid to make a movie based on her books, starring the teen herself as one of the lead characters.

Here's a preview of what to expect:

There are four universal things that suck in this universe.

Hate, death, violence,.... and phlegm.

Seriously, in these latest 48 hours my nose has been nothing but a vending machine of phlegm. My only consolation is that the ruinous bastards that have kept me sick are now super dead, with their corpses lying alongside the white blood cells that did an admirable job at defending my body. If only there was a way to make all bacteria in the world know about the people who got cured so they no longer feel like wanting to mess with us ever again.

Oof... Getting sick is a pain, yeah. Hope you feel better soon.

It turns out I'm not quite as rusty with the violin as I thought I was. I just can't play any proper songs yet. ^_^;; But I did make some beautiful sounds. :)

Last week I got a capture card so I can stream console and spent Saturday rearranging my room so my stuff was close enough together to use it. Sunday, sometime after 4:30 Pacific time, I'm going to stream me playing some Super Mario Maker 2 on my Twitch channel.

I'm not sure if linking it here would constitute a shameless self plug so I'll refrain for the moment.

Aight, so on my second day off of four, I'm researching what it takes to be a librarian, and my browsers are clogged up with tabs again.

I remember this from college...how did I ever survive that.

I've been researching kids' books, the definition of leadership, modern socioeconomics...

But then that's probably why librarianship is taught in grad school—because it's structured.

Institutions tend to remain pretty static, but in a world that's constantly moving, libraries have to move too.

Much to my surprise, my friends at the Masonic lodge gave me an interview about membership. I think it went well.

Well, my grandpa got MRSA in his blood somehow. My step-grandma had him taken off all the life support systems. The nursing home will just be giving him pain meds until he's gone.

If you are not aware, this grandpa of mine was an abuser of his daughters, three of whom got the full pedophilia treatment (my mom among them). As a result, the only time I was ever left alone with him was when I was riding on the back of his motorcycle once. This was before I knew the extent of his abuses toward my mother and aunts.

I wish I could say I would miss him, but honestly, this feels like more of a relief than anything. I don't have any precious memories of him. He's been like this shadow that's haunted my mother's side of the family, and even when he got diagnosed with Alzheimer's, I couldn't find it in my heart to feel sorry for him.

The worst part of it all is that this man was not a man without potential. He might have had plenty of obstacles to overcome (poverty and a crappy upbringing), but there are plenty of people who overcome poverty and a crappy upbringing (sometimes even more) to become successful and well-respected people. My mom is one of those people. But instead, he decided to indulge in sloth, theft (he'd force my mother to steal coal to heat their house), and sexual assault against his own flesh and blood.

The only thing to mourn about my grandpa is how much he wasted his life.

So guess who's off to see ONE OK ROCK next month? Flights and accommodation have been booked! And after the concert I'll be spending some time just hanging out with my bestie and her friends at their place, where I'll be recording an MST of the main story of Soulcalibur VI cuz I can

I hopefully might get into a government-funded foreign social service program, if I do make it in I'll choose either Japan or Germany as my destinations to go.

I forgot to add this earlier. ^_^;; Well, the good news is the sweat rash on my hands doesn't hurt as much now (the one on my feet still does, though ), though it still looks unpleasant. x_x Yeah, thanks a lot, Jewel-Osco. How could you do this to me? I'm a writer and a violinist (sort of). My hands are my life.

I forgot if I tried to get a new harddrive I need to get an OS installation disk. Unless Ebay or Amazon has hard drives that already have Windows installed

It took me over 20 years, but my student loans are now completely paid off.

Grandpa finally kicked the bucket Saturday night. The only mourning I'm doing is that I never had any good grandparent memories with any of them (two died before my birth, one lived far away before she died when I was seven, and I've already mentioned I have no precious memories of this grandparent). A Facebook friend recently lost her grandfather and posted pictures of her precious memories with him and was obviously mourning his loss. How can I mourn what I never really had?

Regardless, you have my condolences.

I've just got struck by a heartbreak.

Hopefully I'll be able to cope with it, but even though it's been 11-and-something years since last time it happened (and it's indeed been that long because I didn't want to have a similar situation ever again), it still hurts now.

*sob*

I'll see what article I can edit today and then play something on Switch to ease the sorrow.

Edited by MyFinalEdits on Feb 12th 2020 at 5:05:18 AM

I...I'm sorry he wasn't better to all of you. To be honest I've been wondering myself if my dad and granddad are all that good either even with how much I still care for them. Real BoJack hours up in here.

I am maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaddddddddd-duh.

My team lead invited me out skateboarding today. It's been years since I've skated, but I thought Hey, maybe I can be cool for a while.

I show up at the park, the gates are locked and there are signs up saying that it's closed for repairs. Team lead is skating inside and says "Throw over your stuff!"

Bitch it's one thing influencing me to drop $40 bucks on a helmet and pads for something that could still get me hurt. It's another thing to make me feel lame for not breaking rules when you're years younger and still in charge of me. >:(

I said "See you at work" and left.

I saw the play Shen Yun. It’s very great. The dancing was incredible to watch, and I like the unexpected funny parts. :) Plus it’s a lot cooler than “The Boy in the Iceberg.” -Sideshow Bob’s annoyed shudder-

The good news is there’s been a warm front this weekend, and today has the best part of it. :) The bad news is it feels like spring allergies came with it. x_x

Was looking back on old things I wrote. I forgot I started some of these...

I found lyrics to my cousin's song he wrote for our passed grandma but I lost the sound file, so I asked Dad for it.

I can still hear Dad listening to it in the living room...

Lets see if I actually get hired after this open inteview. Almost been a year unemployed

Ugh. I feel your pain. Extended unemployment is the worst.

After I got laid off for the first time, I spent a year fruitlessly looking for work, only to wind up back at my old job at CVS. Then, a few years down the line, the job that laid me off hired me back for a few more years, and I eventually got laid off by them again (probably due to budget cuts).

Edited by WillyFourEyes on Feb 25th 2020 at 5:06:13 AM

Best of luck to you!

Looking at my old ideas list and aaaaaaaaaah. DX I don't know how many lifetimes it would take to write all these...