I was sitting here trying to figure out exactly how I feel about life in order to give y’all a thoughtful post.

*sighs loudly*

A Pop-Tart Quarter Pounder sums it up nicely.

I legitimately feel like I can’t win.

Life right now consists of me, sitting mostly on the couch pissed off at DE for making the drop rate of the ‘Damaged Necrotech Engine’ significantly smaller than my exs micro-peen.

I also have very little assistance available to complete the required missions since I undoubtedly rage quit over Jordas’ ugly fucking golem 4 years ago.

That’s many, many, many multitudes of moons in video game time for those with no reference.

Yet here I sit. Screaming silently.

Happy Thursday!!