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If anyone is looking for a search engine term, they are all Abrahamic religions, if memory serves.
If anyone is looking for a search engine term, they are all Abrahamic religions, if memory serves.
2080TI, running Starfield at max settings with 4k texture mods, reporting in.
I want a top of the line GPU, I just can’t find a good enough reason to shell out the money. It keeps plugging away, runs smooth as butter with a slight overclock, and I have no complaints. I heard lots of complaints about the 4*** series cards though.
I’ve saved up for a top of the line GPU twice now, and I’d rather spend it spoiling my wife and doing the nice things we can’t usually afford.
That and I doubt he wants to be shooting ready in an antman costume to walk around the neighborhood with his daughter.
His costume, other than the wig, is comfy as fuck. He can transition into whatever the night reasonably holds without have to have costumers remove the stuff and strip him of makeup, etc.
Besides, its probably in his contract to NOT portray his marvel character OUTSIDE of the movies, simply to retain proper branding. If he tried to put on his own antman getup, it would pale in comparison to a pound of makeup backed up by CGI artists.
I have to call out Mirror’s Edge, it is a great experience if you have the right mindset.
Trying to play it with an FPS philosophy is not the way.
Time enjoyed is not wasted.
I keep trying to get this through to my wife, who burns herself out frequently with some dire consequences.
Agreed.
I have met good people who are Christian. They usually don’t cowl all their behavior behind god.
There you’re friends dad, who barely knows you, who helps you get your car running so his kid and friends can make it to a metal show. He didn’t like metal, but he kept it to himself other than saying it wasn’t his genre, which is a fair statement.
Why did he devote an afternoon and a couple trips to auto zone? Because all in all we were good kids. He wanted us to have fun, but to arrive (and ultimately) come home safe.
Unless things change drastically for their RPG division, I’ll repeat what I’ve said since oblivion. Bethesda makes great modding platforms, the content within the game is a loose theme that modders can play with.
Yes the new Fallouts are just TES in the Apocalypse.
Yes starfield is little more than TES in space.
I buy Bethesda games for mod potential.
If they said no mods to all future games I wouldn’t buy another one. I don’t play ESO and I have never touched fallout 76 for this reason.
PC, I couldn’t get it past 800x600 resolution.
Now is it possible that was an option? Sure, I couldn’t see much the way it tried to render on a 4k monitor.
The point is, I couldn’t access their remake on modern (for the time) hardware.
One of the few returns I’ve made on steam.
The Adams family game for the NES.
I never could get past the freezer section, but I never got to try much. It was my cousins’ game and they lived in a different state.
Just the Bible, since it was at a church.
Condones rape and slavery among other glaring issues with it.
I recommend going outside, touching grass. Kidding. Just my first opportunity to respond to beetle juicing type content.
Don’t forget a lot of the cost of a pack of smokes is often more due to taxation than the cost of the product, even if you include things likes all the overhead for marketing and legal and shit.
On Amalur, I made a character and quit when I couldn’t play in a modern resolution
I played the original and enjoyed it well enough though.
Imagine losing your father in a tragic fashion, only for Hollywood execs to make a marketable facsimile of appearance and voice. If they could store his corpse and make it dance like a marionette they would.
Talk about retraumatizing the poor lady.
I was a severe insomniac at the time, and this event lead to a diagnosis of Bipolar disorder. It happened a few times, but this was the worst. Got on meds and have been fine since. Enough prefacing.
I was at, for lack of a more specialized term, my cousins house. The oldest one of them was right around my age, but she was out of town for a competition, so I crashed in her room. At some point in the night, I’m full on hallucinating after not sleeping much in a while.
Dark, cloaked figures, in the corner of the room, chanting in some language I didn’t recognize. I don’t mean I didn’t understand it, it sounded difficult to pronounce with a human mouth. This went on until the sun rose. I’d check the corners, and nothing, get back in bed and there they go again.
For people wondering, yes, manic episodes along with their common presentations, can also present as hallucinations. It took 20 years, from a diagnosis and depression as a child, to bipolar diagnosis, to fine tuning meds, to stable.
I’m dealing with a person resistant to any kind of therapy right now and I just want to scream at them that if their docs aren’t helping, try a different one, don’t give up. 20 fucking years. Over half my life struggling for a solution. It takes time and work, both.
If you need mental health assistance, or even if you’ve just had a really tough patch, find the appropriate professional for you. It doesn’t mean you’re crazy, it just means you’re struggling. They help with tools to help stop struggling. Sometimes yeah, its pills. Other times its adapting your behavior and expectations to produce better more satisfying results.
As a person who sleeps through alarms and is approaching middle age…
It is a problem.
I wish I had some advice, but I am accepting advice lol.
My first thought was Grand Prismatic, just after dawn.
Cool enough that the thermal features create a fog over the water, and more importantly, all the tourists (I was a hotel employee in the park) were still in bed. Had the boardwalk area all to myself.
I think I just sat in contemplation for half an hour, which if you knew me would say is impossible. Very peaceful.
Don’t know much about my current neighbors and don’t want.
The people we used to live next door to were great. L came over as me and my BIL were handing out candy, and any adults got a shot if they wanted.
After the kids went to bed L came over to our place and we got ridiculously drunk. L passed out in the kitchen and we let him sleep some of it off before helping him back next-door when we met M, his wife.
Probably my favorite story is when M texted L and said she thought there was a snake in the backyard, and being drunk we went to investigate immediately. Not the expected reaction, so when I knocked on the back door (it was late-ish) I’m greeted with a double barrel shotgun. M apologizes and says its not loaded, at which point I drunkenly admonished her that if she’s gonna point a gun at someone unknown, it should be loaded in case she really needed it.
We got to be really great friends with that family, and then they moved for work. Still miss them years later.
Do you have any sources on that?
I’m not trying to call you out, I’m interested in reading more.
I mean, small sample size, but I’ve never worn a crop top and I haven’t been brutally murdered, well, yet.