This post probably should come with a trigger warning. So, T/W: Death
In September, life threw the biggest curve ball it could at me. Continue reading
Surprisingly, despite my attempts to do an A-Level, run a business, work on shows and learn to swim, I had an incredible amount of time in August for gaming. (Possibly because I didn’t run the business…..or do the A-level. I can swim though.) Last month, being out of the house so often, I really rekindled my love for the Nintendo Switch, though it does mean my 3DS sees the light of day less and less each week. I also upgraded my phone so I now get 100gb of data a month, so the app games got downloaded thick and fast. 90% of my gaming was done on the go. It’s incredible to think of how much mobile gaming has come on over the last few years, and how much more accepted it is within the gaming community.
I’ve tried to stay balanced, though, and written about 4 games on a mix of platforms. This whole post had the potential to become a list of apps I’d downloaded, and that wouldn’t be any fun.
The post I posted a few weeks ago has actually been in my drafts folder for two months, I just never felt like I wanted to post it. It’s a bit of a personal post, and a lot of people from work follow me, and while every single one of them is an angel, they all see enough of my breakdowns in work. Did they really need to see another wobbler of mine, but this time written down? Absoultely not. But, I also felt like I was stuck on that post, and though it’s not going to bother anyone else in the world if I post it or not, I wanted it posted before I wrote anything else. Just to clear the air, more than anything else.
In an unusual turn of events, I’ve quit my job of ten years.
The first sentence is highly sarcastic, but obviously that doesn’t come through in writing. I quit my job every few months, for all of 3 hours, and then the audience applaud and I’m straight back into theatre world. However, this time, I really have quit…sort of. I’m a freelancer, so it’s not so much of a dramatic exit as it is just me not accepting work anymore. It’s possibly self-destructive, but I’ve been a bit self-destructive recently anyway, just in a different way. Continue reading