TonkkaSome one in the club tonightHas stolen my ideas.Registered Userregular
I am very upset about the state of job hunting and it has me depressed as hell. Some days I get up and at 'em and hit the hunt hard at like 6am, some days I lay in bed until noon watching YouTubes. It's rough out there kids.
My dad has had crippling greater depression and hasn't worked full time for 34 years. He lives a sad life in a shitty apartment in a tiny town that doesn't share his values. I vowed a long time ago that I would never let the sadness take me that far.
But that doesn't mean the sadness doesn't hit me hard. I was underemployed until very recently, with no energy to find a career. Even in my great job we have a staffing crisis and I spend most of my day putting out metaphorical fires instead of pushing our unit forward like I want.
Nearing 50, I always wanted a wife and kids but always made the choices that would preclude that result. I live alone, joined only in the past few years by my kitties Taylor and Goblin.
I'm now dating someone I first dated ~25 years ago...she rejected me then and didn't even recognize me when the matchmaker put us together earlier this year. We get along great (we're both very different people now), but can't help but think what it would have been like if I'd been good enough for her in 1998.
You all think I live the glamorous life of a professional game designer with the #3 RPG on BackerKit, but you'd be surprised how little your life changes because you made $4,790 at crowdfunding, or how personally you take it every time someone cancels a pledge.
Not having a great one today. My brain very much wants to be stubborn and shitty and doesn't really want to look at or admit to faults that I probably should address.
I can't turn off the HEMA nerd in my head and am fixated on "look at those hilts, clearly showpieces/art... and the lack of proper cross guard or cup means you'd fuck your own hands up so bad if you tried to use them violently"
No matter where you go...there you are. ~ Buckaroo Banzai
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StraightziHere we may reign secure, and in my choice,To reign is worth ambition though in HellRegistered Userregular
I'd assume there was more to the hilt that didn't survive the ensuing millennia, that's generally how we see bronze age swords preserved. As for crossguard, that's a matter of preference - we certainly have a long history of swords without them, albeit largely outside of Historical Europe (or what HEMA considers historical Europe).
Like, I agree that they may have been decorative, but not for those reasons.
It's fun to pronounce glyph to rhyme with knife, it's a fun time to have and it doesn't cost you a cent
How does your wife (pronounced to rhyme with glyph) feel about that?
Iffy.
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DepressperadoI just wanted to see you laughingin the pizza rainRegistered Userregular
I am sad in general, but specifically because I'm gonna have the house to myself for a week at least, and I don't know a single person I can call to come hang out
let alone to smooch and/or snug
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Kane Red RobeMaster of MagicArcanusRegistered Userregular
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Edit: He looks concerned because I had to take my hand away from scritches to take the picture and he was worried that meant scratching time was over. Do not worry, it was not.
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But that doesn't mean the sadness doesn't hit me hard. I was underemployed until very recently, with no energy to find a career. Even in my great job we have a staffing crisis and I spend most of my day putting out metaphorical fires instead of pushing our unit forward like I want.
Nearing 50, I always wanted a wife and kids but always made the choices that would preclude that result. I live alone, joined only in the past few years by my kitties Taylor and Goblin.
I'm now dating someone I first dated ~25 years ago...she rejected me then and didn't even recognize me when the matchmaker put us together earlier this year. We get along great (we're both very different people now), but can't help but think what it would have been like if I'd been good enough for her in 1998.
You all think I live the glamorous life of a professional game designer with the #3 RPG on BackerKit, but you'd be surprised how little your life changes because you made $4,790 at crowdfunding, or how personally you take it every time someone cancels a pledge.
I joke, but I pretty much gotta.
That is a sweet sword.
I can't turn off the HEMA nerd in my head and am fixated on "look at those hilts, clearly showpieces/art... and the lack of proper cross guard or cup means you'd fuck your own hands up so bad if you tried to use them violently"
~ Buckaroo Banzai
Like, I agree that they may have been decorative, but not for those reasons.
doesn't even speak Ph'nglui glyphs
lol
lmao
glyph
Ah dangit Pooro's right.
Clearly it's loss
How does your wife (pronounced to rhyme with glyph) feel about that?
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Iffy.
let alone to smooch and/or snug
Edit: He looks concerned because I had to take my hand away from scritches to take the picture and he was worried that meant scratching time was over. Do not worry, it was not.