A friend of mine went to the thrift store and sent me a picture of a really weird wooden cat thing with huge doll eyes that stared into your soul. I needed to own it, so I asked them to buy it and I’d pay them back, since it was only a couple dollars. I have no idea what it’s supposed to be, cat is just my closest guess, but I can tell you that, whatever it is, it is now my little buddy. Supremely weird creature, I love it.
The main thing that keeps me from reinstalling and trying to play Skyrim again is the thought of having to do Bleak Falls Barrow for the billionth time. Yeah, I could mod around it, but I just don’t care enough to figure out how for a game I pretty much always play through the first few hours of and then drop for another three years anyways.