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Jul. 4th, 2020 10:20 pmWell, it's July already, somehow. 4th of July in fact. Happy Independence Day to any Americans on my flist. We call it Fuck Off Puritans Day.
I'm getting paid next Friday, and that Sunday is the Ubisoft preview event, which seemed so long away when it was announced. And now it's almost here. But the weirdest thing is the fact that we're over halfway through the year, and still almost nothing is confirmed in the videogame world for this winter. The next generation of consoles is coming out. We still don't know exactly when, or how much they'll cost. I'm still saving up for the PS5, and hoping however much I've saved will be enough. There are multiple massive games coming out, and none of them have release dates. Probably because a lot are planning to tie in with the PS5/Xbox Series X releases, but still. Vampire The Masquerade: Bloodlines 2 is coming out. I don't know when. Yakuza 7 is coming out. I don't know when. Assassin's Creed Valhalla is coming out. It just says 'Holiday 2020'. Cyberpunk 2077 just got delayed from September to November 19th, but who can rely on their dates at this point? We still don't know what the launch games are going to be for the two consoles or when they're coming out, and how exactly are they supposed to do that and not eat into each other's profits? Which is probably more than anything why no-one has set dates yet, but genuinely, this more than anything brings it home to me how much this pandemic has made everything uncertain. July, and we don't know when this year's next-gen consoles will be released. Wild.
But Ubisoft are having their conference, and they're going to talk about Watch Dogs: Legion, which is supposed to be coming out this year, and Assassin's Creed, which is also supposed to be coming out this year. And the rumours are that they're also going to announce the next Far Cry game, which will be coming out next spring, and the rumours are that Giancarlo Esposito will be playing the villain. I don't know if I'm ever going to get over Joseph Seed from Far Cry 5, at this point, but Giancarlo Esposito might well be enough to sway my attention.
And generally, I'm glad that I wasn't called back into work at this point - well, even more glad - because all this talk of local lockdowns would probably play havoc with that, a bit. No-one's even said what it means, if you're area gets locked down but the area you work in doesn't, or vice-versa. Or if it'll be a full, only go out once a day lockdown, or just 'restrict your movements' like we're doing now. But frankly, I don't know what's going to happen now the pubs are open. People already aren't following the rules or doing social distancing a lot, so how they'll do it while drunk I don't know. My mum has been keeping an eye on the figures for new cases in the nearby cities, Leeds and Wakefield. And yesterday, they suddenly jumped to double - for both places - what they were the day before. Which was higher than it's ever been since she started checking it. So she thinks it's either a weird typo, or shit's bad. My family and I aren't planning to go to the pub. Or to the hairdresser's. Sorry economy. We will see what happens.
The pizza I got tonight was incredibly hot, so in between the pieces falling apart and trying not to burn my fingers, I brushed the crust of a few slices against a colder part of the box, which I usually try not to touch while I'm transferring the pizza out of it. So I will have to wait two weeks to see if that comes to anything. Not that I would know the difference between being infected by that, or any of the other tiny terrifying things that happen every day, which seem like a risk even if not a large risk. A man stroked our dog yesterday without asking if he could. Mum wiped him down with disinfectant wipes when we got home (the dog, not the man). It all seems like too much, but also not nearly enough.
I'm still enjoying nature though. Today I learned that the little flowers I've liked lately are tufted vetch, and we saw a grey wagtail in our garden, and a chaffinch on our walk, and a small gang of starlings did a little murmuration thing over us. And I fed the dog watermelon. Those things are nice.
I kind of want to watch all of Game of Thrones, for beautiful Cersei, and to some degree Oberyn, but I also don't know if it will be worth all the rape. All the rape.
Today on Tumblr I saw someone reblogging how you can't be a real feminist and support porn and prostitution, and after all the SWERF stuff that's been going around in the last few years, it was a real relief.
I'm getting paid next Friday, and that Sunday is the Ubisoft preview event, which seemed so long away when it was announced. And now it's almost here. But the weirdest thing is the fact that we're over halfway through the year, and still almost nothing is confirmed in the videogame world for this winter. The next generation of consoles is coming out. We still don't know exactly when, or how much they'll cost. I'm still saving up for the PS5, and hoping however much I've saved will be enough. There are multiple massive games coming out, and none of them have release dates. Probably because a lot are planning to tie in with the PS5/Xbox Series X releases, but still. Vampire The Masquerade: Bloodlines 2 is coming out. I don't know when. Yakuza 7 is coming out. I don't know when. Assassin's Creed Valhalla is coming out. It just says 'Holiday 2020'. Cyberpunk 2077 just got delayed from September to November 19th, but who can rely on their dates at this point? We still don't know what the launch games are going to be for the two consoles or when they're coming out, and how exactly are they supposed to do that and not eat into each other's profits? Which is probably more than anything why no-one has set dates yet, but genuinely, this more than anything brings it home to me how much this pandemic has made everything uncertain. July, and we don't know when this year's next-gen consoles will be released. Wild.
But Ubisoft are having their conference, and they're going to talk about Watch Dogs: Legion, which is supposed to be coming out this year, and Assassin's Creed, which is also supposed to be coming out this year. And the rumours are that they're also going to announce the next Far Cry game, which will be coming out next spring, and the rumours are that Giancarlo Esposito will be playing the villain. I don't know if I'm ever going to get over Joseph Seed from Far Cry 5, at this point, but Giancarlo Esposito might well be enough to sway my attention.
And generally, I'm glad that I wasn't called back into work at this point - well, even more glad - because all this talk of local lockdowns would probably play havoc with that, a bit. No-one's even said what it means, if you're area gets locked down but the area you work in doesn't, or vice-versa. Or if it'll be a full, only go out once a day lockdown, or just 'restrict your movements' like we're doing now. But frankly, I don't know what's going to happen now the pubs are open. People already aren't following the rules or doing social distancing a lot, so how they'll do it while drunk I don't know. My mum has been keeping an eye on the figures for new cases in the nearby cities, Leeds and Wakefield. And yesterday, they suddenly jumped to double - for both places - what they were the day before. Which was higher than it's ever been since she started checking it. So she thinks it's either a weird typo, or shit's bad. My family and I aren't planning to go to the pub. Or to the hairdresser's. Sorry economy. We will see what happens.
The pizza I got tonight was incredibly hot, so in between the pieces falling apart and trying not to burn my fingers, I brushed the crust of a few slices against a colder part of the box, which I usually try not to touch while I'm transferring the pizza out of it. So I will have to wait two weeks to see if that comes to anything. Not that I would know the difference between being infected by that, or any of the other tiny terrifying things that happen every day, which seem like a risk even if not a large risk. A man stroked our dog yesterday without asking if he could. Mum wiped him down with disinfectant wipes when we got home (the dog, not the man). It all seems like too much, but also not nearly enough.
I'm still enjoying nature though. Today I learned that the little flowers I've liked lately are tufted vetch, and we saw a grey wagtail in our garden, and a chaffinch on our walk, and a small gang of starlings did a little murmuration thing over us. And I fed the dog watermelon. Those things are nice.
I kind of want to watch all of Game of Thrones, for beautiful Cersei, and to some degree Oberyn, but I also don't know if it will be worth all the rape. All the rape.
Today on Tumblr I saw someone reblogging how you can't be a real feminist and support porn and prostitution, and after all the SWERF stuff that's been going around in the last few years, it was a real relief.
