It infuriates me to no end that part of the reason I got a migraine today was probably trying to work around an awful coworkers nonsense. She does not deserve this level of thought.

And then you impatiently wait nine turns to make peace praying he doesn’t hit anything vital. And then when you ask for peace he’s like “not unless you give me seven coins.” And you realize…civ Barbarossa is a moron.

When you accidentally start a world war with Germany in Civilization Revolution VI because you’re playing on the switch and it’s not fully optimized. Oops?

What if I read yuri on ice?

I finished rhythm of war last night and all I can say is…*holds dalinars pinky Bc he’s too big* he better survive the next book which I have to wait a whole damn year for.

(Spoilers) There’s being gay and then there’s whatever Navani and Raboniel have got going on.

I’m so close to being done with book 4 of stormlight archive but this means I’m going to have to wait a million years for 5. And then?? Reread? But the books are a thousand pages??

I cannot believe this!! My library closed early for flash flood risks! This is SHOCKING. Under the last director we stayed open for two feet of snow!

Libby giving me back rhythm of war has really hindered my ability to do my job. I’m 65% in, and, as is Sandersons way, things are hitting the fan. How am I meant to actually do my job?

My 8 strength ranger slicing off a certain drow in the underdarks head with her knife is a wild concept. There’s no way she’d achieve that and if she did achieve it there’s no way she’d do it before she was caught for looting.

It’s the going through all of bg3 with blood loss knowing you could clear it with lesser restoration but not wanting to waste the spell slot so this is just your life now.

Now that my cat is on a diet he has energy for new and exciting problems. Like trying to eat plastic.

I’m heading to bed and my brother decided to show me a comment section on a tiktok about Napoleon. Harrowing. Indeed-stressful.