I played too much WoW and sprained my brain

[crantz]

I spent a whole FOUR HOURS playing it tonight and have never felt older and mentally weaker. Anyway nice new patch, I enjoy my freedom fighters. Now that there's a new royal scion around with Mechagon, hopefully they'll be debates about them marrying Anduin like every other royal!

Speaking of videogames, my press start letter is coming soon and let me tell you: I'm trying for Lucio/Reinhardt and Lucio/Doomfist again because I'm nothing if not persistent. I am also trying for other things I like just as much, I just thought I'd tell you that was making a recurring appearance.

Also my letter for AU Exchange! It's great not running that anymore. All the pleasure, none of the 'I have made a terrible error'.

I still haven't finished Detective Pikachu and finally just put my gameboy in the drawer. I wasn't fooling anyone.

I want a switch but I don't want the cost of a switch but I'm also bad at crimes so it looks like I'm trapped like a rat. I have only stolen one thing before, it was a pair of little mermaid earrings, I was like four, it was because I forgot they were in my hand to show my parents when they announced we were done in the store and then they didn't want to drive back to return them. I keep one of them as a trophy like a Kingpin of Crime on an earring tree unicorn.

I was not really considering stealing a switch. I am wussing out at even JOKING about it. I did find out, however, there's a contingent of Youths on twitter who are not only pro-shoplifting, they think that's what be gay, do crime means.

Admittedly I wasn't particularly sure what that meant before but I am not, as they say, hip and with it.

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[tainry]

I...think I played for about 3 hours last night? I will almost certainly be on longer tonight though..................... ;D

...Hmm. I am not certain what be gay do crime means either. o.O

[crantz]

Apparently, from a completely untrustworthy source, it means be gay, do civil disobedience.

[phosfate]

There is definitely an online shoplifting subculture. They used to have comms on Livejournal.

[crantz]

Remember the pro-ana community? Probably still out there! I prefer not to know!

[phosfate]

They are still out there. There's nothing I can do to help them, so I just block for my own mental health.

[crantz]

In high school an acquaintance didn't log off of livejournal on the school computer and I found out she was in a bunch of them so me and a friend tried to help her and OH BOY that didn't go well.

[phosfate]

Oh. Oh, dear.

[crantz]

Apparently it was unspecified research, according to her. She then scrubbed her online presence.

[phosfate]

Research. Yeah. Her oral report was her sticking her finger down her throat in front of the class.

[crantz]

Either way, I wish it had gone better. I was very worried.

[crantz]

Also I love the gnome prince. He has such great dialogue.

[phosfate]

I gotta fire up my Nintendo, summer's coming and going outside will be out of the question when it hits 115F.

[crantz]

I can't help but feel that the outside wasn't murder when we were younger

[phosfate]

I found out why, for me at least. Dad II was an alcoholic, and boy do they love them air conditioning. So our house was pretty much constantly 67F in the summer. I wore turtlenecks and biked to the convenience store for comics and fireworks and felt nothing, because it took forever to thaw out.

My bedroom was also over the garage, so I froze my ass off in winter. We'd get four feet of snow and a blizzard, and I'd go out and dig a den and just sit in it.

[crantz]

Ah! I think the weather was just better when I was a kid. That's my theory.\

Wait you were buying fireworks as a kid?

[phosfate]

American fireworks regulation varies highly from state to state and then from city to city and county to county. Vali's house is ten minutes in any direction from a Phantom Fireworks Outlet. They're illegal here for 364 days a year, but people drive an hour to the Missouri state line, and the fireworks warehouses that are about a hundred yards over the border. You can tell when somebody in the neighborhood has fifty bucks and is bored. And unless they're doing something unbelievably dangerous or aggressive, calling the cops is considered snitching.

Now, when I was a kid, fireworks in our city went on sale a week before the Fourth of July. pretty much everything was legal (M-80s and cherry bombs were forbidden because they can take your hand clean off), and boy was it cheap. You could get an entire brick of ladyfingers or bottle rockets* for the cost of an LP record, and our affluent white suburban postwar parents could be hit up for extra money to literally burn because hey, patriotic holiday. I once accidentally dropped a lit punk onto a brick of ladyfingers** right next to my Dad's car, and was terrified that it would explode like cars on TV. It took a good 15 minutes for the explosions to stop.

*small rockets on long sticks. you stuck them in a glass pop bottle, lit the fuse, and ideally stepped back but really there was no point. my older siblings once hit a fireworks stand at 11 pm on the 4th, got a fuckload of discounted bottle rockets, and had a war over half of our street. they're banned now because they cause roof fires.

**very small cylinders filled with gunpowder. imagine a Barbie-size stick of dynamite, but without the proportional destructive power.

[crantz]

Ann... that is naughty.

[phosfate]

But legal!

Also fireworks labels are awesome for crafts.