Bruh...
Stalinwolf
I really struggle to enjoy crafting in Subnautica. Something about it just feels clunky and/or a step removed from me, and I don't engage with it very well.
I love long open-world games, but I also reached a certain point in TW3 where I just burned out. It was weird too, because up until that point I was getting anxious over how little map I had left to explore. Then boom, I just lost my drive. Maybe I subconsciously sabotaged it so that I wouldn't run out of game. I'd really like to try again sometime.
That fish looks good as hell...
At least wait until the year is over the make the judgment that the year has been unusually cool so far? Or are you talking about the other guys?
We're having an unusually cool year so far in Alberta. It's been quite chilly even. This has been the first hot weekend, peaking later today, and you wouldn't believe the number of idiots on social media who think this one cold year has single-handedly disproved climate change. Meanwhile they've conveniently forgotten the absolute fucking nightmare the last five summers have been, with smoke-choked skies and perpetual respiratory pain. Though many of them also think the Liberals in Ottawa sent agents out last year to start the wildfires by arson in order to perpetuate the myth of climate change. There is really no winning with these stupid fucks.
I'm circumsized, but apparently they didn't go too short, as I've never needed lotion to jerk off. I would hate to get it in the urethra anyway..
My grandpa had a story about being out in the woods hunting morels, when he came across a pile of dead dogs. A literal large pile, rotting in the intense summer heat. It disturbed him for a long time. I wonder if they were fox dogs?
Holy shit, I love this. It's like a slice of the small things I pay attention to but really have no reason to care about. Shadows on snow being one of them. Great vibes.
Well, that does sound better than the horseshit I've been served in the past.
My cousin continues to share every single super moon hype post, and somehow (after several years) he still hasn't noticed or acknowledged that it never amounts to anything of note.