Without listening to any samples I knew what it was because of the date. Does this count as guessing the song on turn 0?
Elves in dwarf fortress will start a 100 year war because you tried to sell them a wooden bowl. Of course I want to play as them
I’m not. It’s just a name I randomly thought of because I was reading a detective novel at the time haha
It is. I think because I’ve had so many people tell me I’m boring for enjoying solitude and more peaceful activities that I feel the need to accept it as boring. For me it’s very enjoyable.
Not really any lifestyle changes. Bills have gone up and rent but just means I save a bit less. I don’t eat out or drink at bars anyway, prefer being boring on my own.
He is the Johnny sins of the acting world, obviously not as accomplished still.
Turkey, ham, Swiss cheese, mayo, mustard, lettuce, tomato, fresh bread.
How to layer it:
- Bread < bottom
- Mayo
- Turkey
- Ham
- Mustard
- Cheese
- Lettuce
- Tomato
- Mayo
- Bread < top
Important steps:
- Salt and pepper the lettuce and tomato.
- Wrap sandwich tightly in some form of deli wrap style paper, the slight pressure ensures the ingredients spread out correctly.
- Leave to stand for 5 or so minutes after wrapping, allows the bread to moisten from the mayo.
Go nuts with some artisan ingredients if you can afford them. Speciality mustards and mayo, add some red peppers that were soaked in oil, special types of bread (rye, oat etc), different cheeses, skip the meat if you prefer not to have it also, but if you do, you can also exchange the turkey and ham for pastrami beef for a delicious salty alternative.
Sincerely,
a sandwich and deli fanatic.
Me too. I think I have Covid, it’s gave me a never ending cough. Almost gone now though
- Reply all (I miss it dearly)
- Casefile (esoecially the episodes on Silk Road and the zodiac killer are amazing)
- Dan carlins hardcore history (particularly the ones about World War One or imperial Japan in world war 2)
Even Celeste dev did it
Sleep. Then reading in the garden until sunset.
Factorio. I can’t recommend it enough. The space age expansion reinvigorated my addiction enjoyment in the game. You can never have enough green circuits
Weeknight pasta. Beef, onion, san marzanos, olive oil and spaghetti.
You can wall bang almost anything.
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.
I should press the button I know I should. Why should they get to live happily ever after while I have to watch over them in a world they destroyed? I can’t even see the stars because the night sky is polluted beyond repair. Ash and radioactive dust clog the filters in my breathing suit anyway. Why should I press the damn button?
In their virtual world, they sit amongst other lifeforms that they treated so terribly in reality. Virtual representations of species long since extinct, canis lupus familiaris, felis catus, and my own personal favourite, anas platyrhynchos, the mallard duck, I went to great lengths getting that uploaded to the servers databanks. They even have horses there. Large, majestic beasts that humanity enslaved and forced to charge into war for centuries. All gone now, gone with all the other good things that this planet gave to us. I should have pressed that button as soon as the last one of them left me, but here I sit, with an empty bottle in my hands, just staring at that button. I drank all the alcohol I could find and there’s no way for me to make any more.
All I have left is the button and this cyanide capsule that a friend gave to me before he left to join the rest of them, a ghost without a shell. We were expected to maintain the servers so that humanity could live on forever, but each year that passed, the more the loneliness took over my colleagues. I swallow the slightly bitter pill and reach out with a shaky finger. They don’t deserve a second chance and neither do I. My finger misses the mark and I stumble out of the chair. Too much alcohol.
They are already dead anyway and I’m running out of time. I could still go and join them, there is time for that at least, but is it better to exist in a false paradise than to live amongst your guilt? All I have to do is press the button and my consciousness will be uploaded to the servers. I will suffer no more. The other me would be welcomed as a hero. The last of humanity to hold the line. Would it really be me though? When I die here, will my consciousness continue in an uninterrupted stream or will the other me become the real me? Blood starts to drip from my nose. I press the button.
It follows. Disasterpeace did an amazing job on it.
Maybe he should return to berry picking and eating bugs.