What the Actual Fuck

Singing swing ladies, exploding tires, people screaming and yelling at each other in the middle of the night and street racers crashing through the park have all been just SWELL, but now we have something to crown the shit pile (quite literally this time).

Late last night some pathetic waste of human existence broke into Oliver's car, completely trashed everything, stole the petty change and some other useless items, sprayed bbq sauce all over the seats and then took a giant heaping shit in the trunk. There are no words to describe how pissed off I am, and I didn't even have to deal with that this morning. Oliver seems to be taking it pretty well, but I am not cause I probably could have stopped it if I actually got out of bed when I heard the noise last night. I thought it was the neighbours cause we live in a duplex next to a bunch of other duplexes basically stacked on top of each other. When I DID go and look, there was no one down there. Didn't even see the mess in the morning cause of the dew on the windows. 

The ONLY consolation is that I am obsessive about locking my car and it had not been touched by last night's activities. 

The person who did this isn't worth half the pile of feces left in the car. You want to be a dick and steal stuff, fine, but the moment you trash someone's car like that, that crosses the line.

EDIT: I have taken the afternoon to calm down and have devised a "cunning" plan for how to proceed. I believe it will take a lot of patience, but I think I might be able to get this guy and out him to the police. I KNOW this person has been around before because I've seen anti-theft lights in Oliver's car. Chances are, he'll be around again.

I'll be sure to update if the plan works.

Msuh. Yes...Msuh.

Or "mush" rather.

So tired...was up late just staring at the ceiling wanting to sleep, but couldn't despite my measures to do so. Just staring, thinking about useless things.

Brain is mush. Abdomen hates me. Everything blowing up first thing in the morning cause people don't know how to click on a link. Ugh.

But yay soundtracks.

Reservoir Dogs - Heather suggested this to me last week so I wrote it down here for the sake of my memory and let it sit in drafts until today. Another soundtrack that uses Hooked on a Feeling? Oh dear this song will be stuck in my head forever. Oh no, it got worse. Not Coconut. Nooooooo.

No Man's Sky - Just searched "soundtrack" out of curiosity. Think this came up because of it's current relevance.

Abzu - Did the same thing for this as No Man's Sky. I think I got it for the same reason. It's very mystical sounding.

I'm going to be away for a week and a bit. Yearly trip to Lake Winnipeg. Got some family stuff going on so will be out there with them. Will have limited internet access, but I think the cell tower down there is actually good enough to hold better than an Edge signal. I think I had LTE last year. Anyway I'll try to finish up Murdered completely before I got and upload some stuff I can release every couple days down there.

Going to try and figure out some games as well. Either going to take Arkham Horror or Kill Shakespeare with me. I don't think I can fit both in a suitcase and still have room for a few books and clothes.

But yeah, if anyone needs me I'll be hiding out in a remote location begin tormented by the evil white stripe hunting spiders while I stuff my face with as many baked goods as I can afford. I apologize in advance to my stomach.

A Little Used

The Twitter account I made back in University for participation marks got hacked and has apparently been used to follow random spam, porn and Arabic accounts. I reaccessed my account and unfollowed everything out of spite. Apparently it was first accessed in Vietnam about a month ago, then left untouched until a couple weeks ago, then it's been to Russia, Argentina, Georgia, Thailand and tons more. IT'S BEEN AROUND. Anyway the only reason I saw it was hacked at all was because someone sent me a video uploaded to Twitter and it tried to auto log me in.

So yeah, either check in on your stuff more than once every few years or just delete it because apparently this happens. Also if Twitter tells you it's locked your account, it lies. It apparently "locked" my account 3 times on three different days. Also if it detects a suspicious sign-in, apparently it doesn't actually do anything to protect your account. Just...fair warning.

EDIT - So after going through all that I try to watch the video for reals. "Not available in your country"

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I'm done with the internet tonight.

Gooey Paste

I actually made some video editing progress this week. Be amazed! Jumped back to Murdered to give myself a break from the anguish of Evil Within and was greeted with 10 minutes of dancing around jittery demons (I was REALLY bad here, but it's funny so it's okay I think). Other than that this week has been pretty uneventful other than working on writing and other such projects.

This week I've decided to do some soundtracks from some of the LPs I've done. I've posted most of these before I think.

Bulletstorm - Probably one of my least viewed LPs. Likely not one of my better ones either since it was pretty early into my voice commentary LP "career" (not sure what else to call it). I arranged this compilation myself back when I thought I could do such things. Mesk provided me all the tracks.

Half Life 2 - Some really good tracks, but also what I'd classify as ambient noise and stingers. The Half Life series has always been a favourite of mine.

Saint's Row 3 - All videos found on the LAG YouTube channel, but I think there's a link somewhere on my own channel under co-op LPs.

Stomach/abdomen no better really. It's been a week, so maybe I should see a doctor or something. I just hate it when I go, they can't find anything (usually the case) and I end up wasting more time in places that I really don't enjoy too much. I appreciate hospitals and medical centres for what they are and what they do, but they're loud, crowded with sick people and I get no answers. A lot of anxiety for very little payoff most the time.

Working on stuffing my face with pretty benign foods, including oatmeal (which I'm not particularly fond of, but it's filling and healthy or something). Like do people actually like oatmeal? I mean the taste isn't so bad with sugar, but the texture is just...like it's a sloppy, chunky mess. If you put too much water into it it's like a mushy soup and if there's not enough water the oatmeal soaks it all up and it's a gooey paste. I've tried it with lactose free milk, but that doesn't seem to help the texture all that much as it's...just water with other crud in it.

OH GOD WHAT IS HAPPENING

The theme of this week is screaming internally. It's the kind of scream you imagine you'd have if you turned and started running away in horror with your hands in the air. Not of terror, not of delight, just a vocal expression of NOPE. I will also accept this.

I have so many windows open on my work computer I think it's going to just give up. People have returned to the wedge section of the office, so there is increased traffic by my desk and the return of loitering behind me to have extremely loud conversations. Touque guy is now fedora guy. Also children are here for some reason. One has a batman hoodie and they decided that jumping as hard as they can near my desk is a good idea.

This week I learned that the fastest way to horrify Amy is to tell her I put bras in the dryer. Her despair was exponentially increased when I told her one of them escaped the mesh bag I use, hooked itself to the door on the inside of the dryer and got trapped under some clothes to be mercilessly ripped in half by the soggy mass of linen (I'm in a descriptive mood today). I opened the dryer and half of a bra was just...hanging there. I actually laughed when I saw it cause it was old and falling apart anyway, but DAMN it was comfortable. Its loss will be lamented. Usually it's the tank tops that get their straps all a-twist. Anyway, I guess I truly am the Lord of the Laundry (incidents).

Evil Within Chapter 5's first 30 minutes start with a 2 second audio desync. It ends with a 10 second desync. How?

And now for something completely different

Yeah okay something else - Look what this week has done to me. How fast do you think YT will rip this playlist apart?

Or maybe this - Can't remember if I did this one before. Oh well.

My brain - Don't ask how I stumbled upon this. The chorus sums up the week nicely though.

I think I discovered why I constantly feel terrible. It's a combination of stress spikes and what I'm eating. Seems to me that I can't have more than a little dairy (most cheese and yoghurt seems to be okay) because even if it's lactose free, it seems to sucker-punch my digestive track. Also beef is occasionally terrible in that I'll have it when I'm feeling generally good and be okay, but if I'm even SLIGHTLY off it'll be a few hours to a few days of just an unpleasant feeling in my gut (kind of like the Drumpf Effect). Carbonated drinks make things worse. Random types of seafood seems to make my heart race despite how delicious it is. Also legumes are apparently the kryptonite to my intestines.

So that's fun. Not really sure what I want to do. Eat delicious things and feel terrible or contemplate cutting out everything remotely tasty for periods of time. I should probably get this looked into, but like with other issues usually I just get a shrug from the doctor rather than a legitimate plan.