Show me the contents of your navel .. er ..desktop! - Tactical Ninja
Dec. 12th, 2012
08:56 am - Show me the contents of your navel .. er ..desktop!
I've been back reading Twitter for about four weeks (since uni finished really), and in that time I've noticed the amount of Wrong People On The Internet has increased substantially. I stopped reading Twitter because I was finding it depressing and angst-inducing. I know that is a product of who I choose to follow, but it seems a lot of my friends like to post links to interesting things that are also depressing and angst-inducing. I'm not sure I'm ready to let Twitter go completely yet, but it's definitely lost its shine.
I'm also still avoiding thinking too much about Big Important Stuff. My brain doesn't seem quite ready to take all that on again yet. Maybe it needs a hard reboot. Meanwhile, fluff!
As you can see, the quality (or at least the size) of my Skyrim friends is improving. I don't have a horse any more, because Frost who thought he was 10 feet tall and bulletproof with his flowing golden mane and fancy name, decided to pick a fight with a dragon. So after that I skinned him and made his hide into a pair of gauntlets and sold them to the local blacksmith. Ruthless Hawk is ruthless.
Anyway, that up there is a talking dragon with a name straight out of an Asterix book, who has an annoying habit of talking in Dragonspeak, then translating, all at the same speed as the crap lecturer I was moaning about all last semester - while I stand there tapping my foot and wishing you could skip dialogue the way you can in Dragon Age. You have to be polite to him so he'll help you save the universe, damn it all.
Meanwhile, you know how occasionally a meme goes round where you post pics of your desktop? Here's mine:
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I've recently upgraded and reinstalled my OS, so the desktop's not got all the usual shite on it, which I like. The only things that aren't games are the OpenOffice and the Recycle Bin icons. The background's concept art from DA3. So.Pretty.
Which is all very well, but really I reckon you should show me your desktop and tell me what's on it and why it's there. Because while I find my own navel endlessly fascinating, I'd much rather be looking in yours.
That didn't sound dodgy, did it?
Meanwhile, Wellington folks - has anyone seen that lady who dresses in army uniform and patrols the streets lately? I don't recall seeing her for about 6 weeks and I'm wondering if anything happened to her.