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Stardew Valley is coming to PS Vita next Tuesday.

What a time to be alive.

I don't know that Shane sits well with most of my video game husbands. I don't know that he would get on with Joseph Seed. Although Joseph Seed would probably love him. But then I suppose there are a few other nice people in there for company. Ah well.

Other things I have done in the last week:

  • Found out that some tarantulas are actually really beautiful.


  • Wrote fanfiction for my own dream.


  • Had a different dream last night that David Platt in Coronation Street actually did try to kill himself over what happened with Josh, and that's how his family finally found out about it. I just love it when people love David and want to protect him, and I just want to see that happen. GAIL WILL BE SO HEARTBROKEN AND UPSET. And Gary will look at him with so much sympathy. I want to see that happen and it's not happening yet. Who knows when it will happen. My dream made it real.
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Stardew Valley is coming to the PS Vita, be still my beating heart. This is the best Christmas ever.
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I finally married Shane in Stardew Valley. I found him a few mornings later in his little nook, contemplating whether to have a beer or a cider at 6am. I don't know why all our boyfriends have to be so unfulfilled and alienated.

My ON is down at the moment. Apparently his dad is moving out today. Or meeting with a landlord at least - my mum's not convinced he'll actually be gone right away, but still. It's something? Things moving on at least. We'll still have to wait and see how things are when it's just my sister and the kids living on their own, but yeah, it'll be a change. And I'm glad he's going.

I'm sort of happy about the next few weeks. After today, I have a short week at work, then another long week, and then I have a week off. And it'll be E3, so the current games news drought will be over, and we'll find out way more about a few games that have been announced lately. There's a wild shooter coming out that pits you against a militant cult in rural America, and apparently according to some people on the internet, that's true racism. Whereas previous games in the series being set in Africa, a South Pacific Island, and Asia, and having you fight Africans, Pacific Islanders, and Asians definitely wasn't. It's weird when people show how nothing they are.

And in the meantime, Wonder Woman is coming out, which I'm going to see, a new series of Camp Camp is starting, Tekken 7's out, the Elder Scrolls Online's Morrowind is coming out, and the Let's Play company I watch are bringing out a new game-focused podcast show, which is nice, because I was just thinking recently how much I miss the old one they did. The format of the new show seems a little annoying, but eh, we'll see. Of course, in the middle of that we're going to have an election (which I still think they should postpone), which will probably have a very depressing result, but. Apart from that giant blemish, it looks like a nice few weeks.

I wish there was some way I could show you the Justice League poster I got in a comic a few weeks back, and has been sitting next to my keyboard ever since. It's most of the male members posing like they're members of a boyband. And then just Batman being a freak. Never change, Batman.
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I had a date with Shane tonight, and I think I'm going to die.
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I literally walked out of my Stardew Valley door, and found a truffle my pig had found for me the night before. That'll do, pig.
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It turns out the revelation is: it's really shitty to have a cold.

And on top of that, of all the coughing, today featured: period pains, more emails about the car park than you would believe, mystery dry cleaning, someone parking where they shouldn't in the car park causing someone else to park in another business' space causing the person from the other business to overpark and block them in, packages no-one seemed to want to collect, and coldness on my poor, sore throat.

But anyway. In Stardew Valley, I have started to date Shane, which so far is underwhelming, but then he had a really adorable cutscene, and I couldn't believe it. Also I have an adult pig, and it hasn't found me any truffles so far. Also I have a current quest to get another Prismatic Shard, I want to see what that's all about, but it is Slow Going so far.

(I promise the rest of my life won't just be Stardew Valley updates. Soon, there will be Mass Effect: Andromeda updates).

Also, the news is sad.
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I was in the desert caves in Stardew Valley, looking for some iridium so I could upgrade my pickaxe, and I got a little overwhelmed by slimes and died, and I thought "Well, I've probably lost the iridium now". I woke up in Harvey's clinic, checked my inventory, and I had kept my iridium, and also I had two rabbit's feet.

Calloo, callay. Oh frabjous day.
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2016 was a bad year for celebrity deaths, but this week we lost the man who founded Morrison's, and the man who invented Pacman, which I think we can all agree was a harsher blow.

Work is still stressful. It's just so much busier than it used to be, and everything's so last minute. The biggest problem though is the car park. The woman who runs it has decided she wants all the spaces filled now, whenever they become free, even if it's on the morning they become free, to try to stop people just parking where they shouldn't and complaining that there's always spaces, so why shouldn't they? But that means that now, if someone tells me their space is free the next day, at about 5 o'clock in the afternoon, I still have to go through the waiting list and trying to reallocate it. OR - I manage to fill the car park, and then suddenly someone wants a last minute space for a meeting that suddenly sprung up, and I have to kick someone off the waiting list out of a space I've given them to give it to the visitor, and just hope they see the message before the following morning and we don't have two people trying to park in the same space. Also we have rules such as, you can't give someone a space just because they're working late - unless you can. And, we don't provide spaces for external visitors - unless we do. Meanwhile the new buyers are still wandering around the building, and we're all wondering if we're still going to have jobs in a few months time.

But anyway. It's fine. It's fine. It does keep me busy at least. It's just annoying being stressed if the car park's full, because then if there are any last minute visitors I don't have a space for them and might have to kick someone else out of theirs, and being stressed if the car park has spaces, because then I have to try to fill them. But I've decided on a magical solution of not trying and not caring. My boss thinks the car park's a farce anyway, and I had a word with the woman running the car park today about just how impossible it is trying to fill spaces at the last minute sometimes, which she agreed with, so. We'll just keep on, I guess.

I could look to see if we're out of the EU yet, but frankly I don't want to be too depressed. I think I always sort of hoped, or assumed, that something would happen that would just stop it, and we wouldn't, they'd be like "it's all a mistake". Ken Clarke just did a whole lovely thing yesterday. I was flicking through a bunch of Friendship Poems today, and found one about how "I cannot draw the frontiers/That divide me from you", and it made me think of the EU. I didn't really have much strength for a protest when it was all going on, but maybe I'll have enough for an elegy. I just can't believe something that was literally created to try to prevent World War II, and to some degree the Nazis, from happening again, has been ruined by people using literal Nazi propaganda. How did we let that happen?

Anyway. In happy graffiti news, on a building round the corner from where I work someone has graffiti'd the words "Fuck off", and someone has graffiti'd over that "Cheer up Leeds!". Also on the bridge I walk over to work, someone has put "#savePepe". Which I assumes mean 'save Pepe from being a weird mascot for awful facists'. Which is a thing worth saving him from.

I also completed Resident Evil VII over the weekend. That is a good game. I also love Lucas Baker, which is probably not a surprise, but apparently the game loves him too because Spoiler ). And I've finished all the seasonal stuff for the community centre in Stardew Valley, which is always the stuff I find the most stressful. So now I only have to get a truffle, and wait for one of my rabbits to 'drop' a rabbit's foot, which in my first game, they never ever did. I might be hanging out near where the witch has her wagon quite a lot.
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It finally rained in Stardew Valley, and the first fish I caught was a Walleye.
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It's raining RIGHT NOW, and I'm going to have to walk to work in it, meanwhile I don't think it's ever going to rain again in Stardew Valley, so I can catch a goddamn Walleye, and finish the bloody fish tank, I have one fish left, one fish, give it to me.

America, aksjdhasfdjk.
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Stardew Valley update:

I got real confused the other day, because I assumed most of the kids in Stardew Valley were highschoolers. What with their kickflips and emo hair, and constant complaining about homework. It turns out most of them are probably college age, and one works in his basement as a freelance programmer. Even the one constantly talking about 'school' is apparently taking some online classes, and seems to be more working on a degree than anything. I was fooled by Americans' tendency to call everything from kindergarten to studying for a PhD 'school'. Anyway. It did seem really creepy that the main character was of an age to have a job and own their own farm, but most of their romantic options were young teenagers. But now it's a little less creepy. Although I still consider them emotionally immature, what with the kickflips.

My farm is in its second year, which means I get to raise the new crops. And I finally gave in and started using sprinklers, so I could have some energy for anything other than watering, and do anything else with my mornings. Such as fishing. I still can't remember when you can catch sturgeon, but other than that I think I'm probably en route to completing the community centre this year, if I can upgrade my barns and get all the animals I need. I've been whizzing through it a little bit, trying to get to the same place I was in during my last stint in the game, but it's all coming along pretty nicely.

Shane still doesn't love me. But I'm working on it. I feel like I've reached the point now where I'd know enough about him to give him his favourite things, and his birthday is soon. The guy who made the game has really ramped up the whole depression side-story he seemed to be running with Shane though, which is considerably better than ignoring it completely but. It makes scenes with him kind of uncomfortable sometimes, from the perspective of romance. I feel like many of our dates will be spent in the doctor's office, trying to get him some help.

Quite a few other people in the town want to do me though. Success!

Anything else update:

My games shop got Resident Evil 7 five days early, so I have been playing it. I tried to play it after dark with all my lights off, but it turns out that's not so easy when you have a keyboard and mouse glowing like a rainbow behind, flashing into different colours every few seconds. And a lightbar on your PS4 controller that you can't turn off. I'm still enjoying it though. It's very puzzly. It seems a lot like playthroughs I have seen of the original game, albeit with less nameless enemies so far. I'm only a few hours in though. Apparently the whole game can be beaten in just 15 hours. With my performance and constant hiding in corners, we'll see.

It's cold today. I feel sad for the birds. I suggested the idea of getting a bird feeder the other day to my dad, but the idea was treated with levity. We had two magpies in our garden last week, and then a squirrel. Which has never happened before. Then I saw a deer from the train on my way to work. And then rats in a little green area behind where I work. Although I have no idea how common that is. At least it is finally cold though, and not creepily, unusually warm.
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I have so many feelings about things going on lately, and no idea how to put any of them into words.

The main one is, when will people actually see Trump is talking bullshit? Calling it 'fake news', really? Less than a month after Hillary Clinton made a speech about the dangers of fake news and how it's putting democracy at risk? Bernie Sanders is a cunt, but the fact the Trump just co-opted so much of what he said, about all politicians being corrupt, about draining the swamp, and NO-ONE said anything, that I could...it blows my mind. He's a pathological liar. And he still gets to say things. And people just believe him. Or support him? I don't know.

And then Theresa May said 'the NHS isn't having a humanitarian crisis, obvs, what would the Red Cross know?'. Because apparently words don't mean anything anymore.

And then today I was walking to work, through a fairly central square of Leeds, and I saw them whinging on on the sides of the statues about scanning a code and 'giving blahblahblahblah a voice', and I do not believe they really have a clip of blahblahblahblah's voice, he died in 1659. And then I got thinking "there are literally no statues of women in this square", and then I realised that no. There was! All around the square were statues that I'm assuming were supposed to lampposts, shaped like women dressed in literally a scrap of cloth, with breasts out, erect nipples, bums saucily partially covered. And then I just felt sick.

But anyway. I'm playing Stardew Valley again. Shane still doesn't love me. I'm torn between patiently role-playing a slow-growing relationship, and using everything I learned in my first game about which gifts he loves the most to make him just love me now. I can't remember exactly when I figured out that the fact he was in the bar drinking all the time meant he probably liked beer. Anyway, I've hobbled myself with a forest-based farm, and it's annoying that I don't have all the up-to-date items I had last time, like the best fishing pole and a completely upgraded house. But I'm still enjoying it. I do find it kind of hilarious that I've just built a fairly expensive, powerful new gaming PC, and I'm using it to play a 2D game that actually ran pretty well on my old laptop. But the colours are prettier this time around!
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I've got this really awkward pain in the ball of my foot, and I'm not sure what to do about it. I get it sometimes because of wide arches or bunions or whatever, or because I'm a little heavy-footed when I walk. This time it flared up after kickboxing the other week, when I was on the balls of my feet for a long time. Although it might have had something to do with a long, long walk I took with my mum and YN a few weeks before that. Anyway - it was really hurting last week, to the point where I couldn't stay on the ball of my foot for too long, so I decided to give kickboxing a miss, thinking I probably wouldn't be able to do the moves anyway. I typed most of that last sentence with my eyes closed and only made one mistake, I'm amazing. Anyway, I figured it'd be fixed by this week, but whether it's because of the walks I take every day or just from the problem itself, it's not. I don't know whether to give kickboxing a miss again tonight - I can stay on the balls of my feet with a little less pain, but do a lot of that is probably going to make it flare up again, which won't help. It's annoying though, because the more lessons I miss the harder it is to get back into it. Well, it's not hard exactly, but the idea of a lot of the lessons is to build up my strength, and when I don't go I lose it again. But I'm not sure what to do about this foot thing. Mum says it's plantar fasciitis, which means I need to take anti-inflammatories, but it's not - I looked it up and plantar fasciitis is a pain in your heel, and apparently inflammation doesn't have much to do with it. For pain in the ball of the foot - and that is literally the only diagnosis I could find, 'pain in the ball of foot' - they say you can generally cure it with PRICE therapy. Which is Protection, Rest, Ice, Compression, and Elevation. None of which sounds like kickboxing. So. I don't know. I'll probably skip tonight and see how it is in the next couple of days.

I'm also trying to fill in my disability questionnaire. It's due in by May 4th, and I got a strongly worded letter today telling me to send it back soon. The problem is, I don't really know what to say. I'm so much better than I used to be, even if I'm not really putting myself in a lot of stressful situations day-to-day anymore. But I feel like I could probably cope with those better. It's at the point where I feel like if I had the assessment and they found me unfit for work, I would feel like that was wrong. I might even feel a little insulted. But I'm not really relishing going back to work either, or having to depend on a job for money, especially given the state of the job market at the moment. So I still sort of want to go through the assessment process, rather than just cutting it dead. That probably sounds a little cheap, but whatever. But I don't really know what to say - I mean there are still problems, like if I'm particularly wound up one day, I find it hard to get to sleep, which sometimes means I sleep through an alarm or just find it hard to work the next day. But it's not enough to be unfit for work - like, even I feel that way. I guess it's just tough realising that this nice, supported part of my life is coming to end. They say to fill in your questionnaire thinking about yourself on your worst day, but I don't really have bad days anymore, aside from the occasional depressive blip, the last of which happened over a year ago. I'll think of something, it's just at the moment it feels like I'm either talking about my problems as if they're massive things, which they aren't anymore, or like I'm going to be talking them up to the point where I'm basically lying. Which doesn't interest me. Like I say, I'll think of something. If I skip kickboxing tonight I can fill it in tonight, I guess.

I'm also getting a little sick of the news channel for the Lets Players I watch. It's a nice source of video game and tech news, but oh my god - they do all their news stories like opinion pieces, so they can put their own spin on them, but ultimately they try to be so balanced - or avoid backlash - to the point where their opinion is basically nothing. I suppose it just brings home to me that I'm not much of a liberal, which seems to be the only option other than conservative in America. Socialist and proud. Also there's this girl on there, and I love her, but her constant attitude of choice-feminism, sex everywhere, 'there's nothing wrong with sexualisation!', is really starting to grate.

But on the plus side, my farm on Stardew Valley is looking pretty great. Sort of. On the minus side, the fic for Uncharted ended up being really disappointing. They didn't even do a fic around the canonical mind control scene very well. But, on the plus side, I'm about to make Haley in Stardew Valley really happy on her birthday. Which I've never done before. And any day now I might get a rabbit's foot. Which is awesome.
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At the moment, I'm playing the Nathan Drake Collection, which is all the Uncharted games remastered for the PS4. Uncharted 4 is coming out at the beginning of May, and everyone's excited for it, so I kind of want to catch up and be excited too, especially since Uncharted games tend to be quite narrative and movie-like, so I don't want to get spoiled. Anyway - also they are great games, and Nathan Drake is a great character, if a little odd. I just finished the second one, and there was a guy in it who was a baddy, and he just seemed so familiar to me. I thought it was just because he was British, and I spend much of my life in Britain. But then he had a slightly serious scene, and I realised. It's Alistair. It's Alistair from Dragon Age. Being a baddy. And in a game with Claudia Black (Aeryn Sun), who is also Morrigan from Dragon Age. It was a special moment. He died, obviously. But not before being probably the flirtiest baddy I've ever seen. He definitely wanted to fuck Nathan Drake. But anyway, he's dead now. Maybe. Enough weird shit happens in Uncharted games that you probably bring him back through fanfiction means.

Also I'm still playing Stardew Valley. I'm about to get to the beginning of my third year, which according to a weird shrine on my farm, is when my dead grandad will return. So. We'll see how that plays out.
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Literally all I want to do is post and rant about Stardew Valley, and all the things I can't do yet. I specifically want to rant about it here, because I feel like if I go on a proper forum or something, they'll just...tell me how to do it. Which is not what I want. But you guys don't actually know what Stardew Valley is and I have a feeling the rants only make sense to people who have already felt the frustration. So instead I just think about posting about it, but then don't.

Some things about Stardew Valley, they may not make sense )
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I have been staring at Stardew Valley for too long and my eyes hurt.

I may need to take a short break from the computer.
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My new mattress is here. We spent last night talking about when it might come, and if maybe they'd bring it up the stairs for us, and maybe take the old one away. In the end it was the least helpful delivery it could possibly have been. First off, I was in bed and mum was out - I set my alarm for 8, but I did not get up, my sleep has been fucked up this week and I was too tired. So they knocked and I had to jump out of bed - the bed we were hoping they might take away a few minutes hence. And then the guy was at the back door, rather than the front, which opens right at the bottom of the stairs, which would make it way more convenient for us (though admittedly, not for him). And then he just said "I've got a delivery for you", and then walked off, and I wasn't even sure it was the mattress at that point, it was just one guy. But then he dragged an obviously mattress-shaped cardboard box onto the patio and got it up through the door and pushed it into the kitchen. Then he just had me sign a thing and was gone.

So now it's just sitting downstairs, in a big box. We're going to have to move a bunch of furniture to get it into the stairwell, so my mum suggested we not do any of that until my dad gets home. And then we'll have an old mattress we won't know what to do with. But! I will have a new mattress. To sleep on. Hurrah. And to be honest - even though the stairs are going to be tricky - it's going to be way easier for me than trying to clear my bedroom floor so there's a clear path between the door and the bed, and strip the sheets off my old mattress, while deliverymen wait on the landing for me to do it and I'm still half asleep. Will let you know how it goes tonight. Or, I'll be asleep.

I finished The Division. The Division is a hell of a game, but it makes my eyes hurt. It's a cover shooter, which means you spend most of your time shooting at people and jumping behind cover, like a wall or a box or a covered railing, so they can't shoot at you. And between getting into cover, looking out so you can shoot, and using scopes to aim, the camera angle changes a lot, so if you play enough of it your eyes and head start to feel a little funny. But it's still awesome. Aaron Keener is a hell of a baddie. He wants me to join him. I probably won't.

And, like a fool, I also got into the new craze that's sweeping the games world: Stardew Valley. If you start Stardew Valley, you will have no free time. But you will love it. Growing a fake cauliflower has never been so satisfying. Don't get into it. But maybe do. To be honest the whole thing freaks me out a little bit - there's a lot of mystical shit going on in your town and the local farm, and for a while I was pretty convinced it was going to turn into a Lovecraft type thing, and they would sacrifice me at the dawn of the third year. But they probably won't. They seem nice enough. For now.

I mostly post about Emmerdale at Tumblr these days, when I bother to post at all, but I have to say Ross and Charity are one of my favourite ships that have almost not quite happened, ever. I hope they fall in love and heist and raise their baby forever.
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