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I made some videos that I think are entertaining! U:

lol i just had a phone interview WHAT IS A STACK AND HOW IS IT DIFFERENT FROM A HEAP WHAT IS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A POINTER AND A REFERENCE and i know the answers to all of these questions (because they're the same stupid fucking questions every interviewer asks) but when you spring them on me in my first semi-technical interview in a long while my brain gives up ugh i don't want to live anymore ... He also asked me what interests me about mobile development and I had no answer because nothing does I hate it and I want out forever but non-mobile developers take months to respond, if they ever do, so I'm fucked and stuck in mobile development hell for the rest of my life kill me now. Of course now that the interview's over, I can think of the answers to every single one of the questions he asked me, including that one. Even if "because smaller teams, faster production" is true, though, I still hate mobile development. Maybe I'd like it more of the companies that were actively hiring weren't all the worst kind of free-to-play exploitative BLEH but they are.

I also think it's tongue-in-cheek but it's in that sort of Too-On-The-Nose way that just makes it gross.

Okay yes that's creepy and suddenly i have no desire whatsoever to defend the game. It's creepy enough that I almost think it's a joke. (Though I do think it's hilarious that you can do it to a dude, too.)

Cheque yourself before you wreque yourself, MIFFY.

YOU'RE VOID I have no issue with a motor and/or propeller upgrade. I don't really think it undermines their own game. And I loved the sailing. Loooooved it.

I'll never understand the anger some GAMERS have about developers making money. This is dumb. This is real dumb. There's a huge difference between this and exploitative free to play mobile games. Direct your anger where it should be directed. Yeesh.

The cards themselves are super cheap (except for foils, I guess), so it's not like they're spending a lot of money. As far as hobbies go, it's one of the cheaper ones by far.

Chris you sound like a butt. OH GOD why do all my dumb posts always start a new page.

Unless your computer explodes.

Wait, hold on, what. You're saying that because a game developer decided to release content that is all about the gameplay, that invalidates everything they did prior? What the fuck? I need further explanation because as it stands this is one of the most ridiculous things I've ever read. EDIT: Just watched the trailer for Burial at Sea. Oh man, I'm sold. Yes please. Gimme now.

You can use coupons with items on sale, unless they changed it. Also there's no chance of getting a booster pack when you craft a badge... It's not hard!!!!!!!!!!! Badges crafted -> less cards in the pool -> threshold is reached -> booster packs divvied out.

I just found a text file containing a write-up of a dream I had long long ago. Here it is. --- It began pretty innocently. I was having an average day. But then something bad happened. I don't remember what. But then something worse happened. Earth was invaded, and quickly taken over by some sort of alien force, though I never actually saw them. They killed almost the entire human population, as far as we knew. The ones that survived, me included, were put into this maze. It seemed like the maze was created in the image of our worst nightmares and memories. I had to relive my worst memory over and over. Eventually I got out, though. I found a way. I don't know how, but I did. Soon, I was traveling around to various points in the maze trying to help people. I noticed that others had also gotten out of their ttraps, but they were worse for the wear. They had gone mad. Eventually, even though we were the last humans on Earth (or wherever we were), we were all fighting each other. Some were taking advantage of the seemingly malleable nature of this maze to create their own fantasies and live them out as they wished. Others had, as I said, gone mad and were trying to enslave the rest of us to do their bidding, whatever it was. Maybe they were taken over by whatever force destroyed our race. At one point, I was trying to convince an old man that his memory wasn't real. Eventually he said, "Does it really matter?" Then he killed himself. In doing so, I think he hurt those who had us here, and I think he knew he was hurting them. They needed us alive, for whatever reason. I think this maze, and everything we did in it, was powering something. Another time, a man came up to me. At this point I had rescued quite a few people from their worst nightmares and we were building up a substantial force. The man, who had escaped on his own, had heard of me. His son was missing. He told me where he thought the boy might be and I went there. It was some sort of factory, run by... giant... creatures. I don't know what. But the boy was fascinated. He just wanted to know more. I picked the boy up just in time to hide him from a giant spider... thing. I didn't know what the spider was. I just knew it was bad and that the spider couldn't see us. So I ran. I saved his son. The last thing I did was go into a room that appeared to be a garden of some sort. There was a battle going on between two factions of humans. I didn't know which side was the "good" side yet so I remained neutral and watched from the sidelines. One side seemed to be controlling these strange purple trees that were sending out blasts of energy at the other side. They weren't BAD, per se - they were shouting things about how they needed the help of these trees to be able to win the fight and save humanity. Somehow I got knocked to the ground next to one of the tree people. I looked up and he was pouring some liquid onto my head. I felt a rush of ecstacy and realized that my head was now just like their heads. Hair replaced by a strange mirror-like substance. I felt compulsions to attack the non-tree people using the trees' energy blasts, but I was able to fight those urges. I ran to the good side and tried to stop the whole thing by talking. I soon realized that wouldn't work. Then another man, someone I didn't know, walked up and started burning the trees. I knew that would free all of us from whatever was controlling our minds. Was it the trees themselves? I don't know. Then I woke up. --- These are the kinds of dreams I used to have all the time, and used to frequently remember long enough to write down. These days, not so much. Ahhhh well. I wonder if it's because I'm happier with my life than I was back then?

This is wacky and so I love it. Fuck all y'alls!

So every time X badges are crafted, they drop Y booster packs. Y is probably a function of X. But what do I know, really.

Booster packs are semi-randomly distributed over time as badges are crafted by everyone. If you have received all your card drops for a game, you are eligible for booster packs for that game.

Yeah I have options to slow/stop payments if I'm unemployed, but obviously I'd prefer not to resort to that! Now you guys have got me seriously considering the Netherlands. I've always wanted to try living in Europe in general, hah.

As I was updating my resume, it hit me again that I'm going to have to go through the interview process. Again. Fuck! I hate interviews! How expensive is it to live in the Netherlands! I will move there and become an independent game developer because it's so cheap it will blow my mind. ...I kid, but only sorta. It's something I dream about frequently (not the Netherlands specifically, but you know), but it's a risk I'm not sure I can take. Them student loans.

"Annoyed Gamer" is definitely immediately offputting, but it's kind of stupid to complain about how "gamer" allegedly defines people in a way you don't like and then go on and create a definition that you don't like.. The reason "gamer grub" exists is the same reason literally anything with any amount of marketing exists. Not because "gamer" defines you - and yes you are a gamer whether or not you want to admit it - but because there is a group of people who look at it and want it. Why do you let the media and marketing affect how you think about things? OH WAIT. "Hey, what do you do in your free time?" "Oh, I play games." "Ah, a fellow gamer! What's your favorite game?" "FUCK YOU YOU MISERABLE PIECE OF SHIT I AM NOT A GAMER I AM NOT LIKE YOUUUUUUUUU." You sillies. (I'm being absurd please don't take me too seriously right now.)

Assuming that identifying as a gamer means you only think of yourself in the context of video games and/or that you immediately feel welcome in the arms of someone else who would similarly call themselves a gamer is a "weirdly reductive concept". You guys are fucking weird about this and I have literally no idea why. A "gamer" is someone who plays games. It doesn't define you. You just are one because you play games. Jesus what the hell. gam·er /ˈgāmər/ Noun A person who plays a game or games, typically a participant in a computer or role-playing game.

Why? It's who I am. I play video games and I will always play video games. Just because I call myself a gamer does not mean I don't do anything else, and I have a really difficult time believing anyone actually thinks otherwise when they say the same.

I call myself a gamer and I don't have anime body pillows and I also hate cheetos and I also never use the word "epic" unless I'm describing something that is epic in the traditional sense of the word. ):

I don't get this.

As a programmer, that's not a hard thing to prevent. U: U: U:

How nice!