Might temporarily put off Deck 52 again for now.
I'm slowly losing more motivation putting work into this thing as the days go by...
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Might temporarily put off Deck 52 again for now.
I'm slowly losing more motivation putting work into this thing as the days go by...

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Also I know I'm like, no longer a part of a certain community and all, but after hearing a certain thing going on with SFSG's vehemence against "unofficial mods", I think I'm going to do my best to completely distance Deck 52 from the box game once and for all.
Expect redesigns for certain characters at some point, especially those that resemble the "base character" design a bit too much. (such as Jim Horner, King Rondain, Shuf-LRs, etc.) ...and I'm gonna try and change the series name from "Shufflebox" to something else...
I just want to say how happy and proud I am of Dan and Phil for feeling like they can finally be themselves without fear and judgement and to be able to feel relaxed enough to post what they just have.
On the other hand, I just hope that people don't take it as an open invitation to be more invasive like they used to be with their relationship and hopefully they respect the boundaries and have listened to Dan and Phil.
The more I think about it, the more I wonder if this blog was actually even necessary
I've been bullied into stopping making this kind of content from my own blog and the more I think about it, do I really even need to make this or what
...I mean I COULD keep this for REALLY spicy things I make that AREN'T actually NSFW but, still... hm...
I've been rewatching hannah gadsby's nanette, and I simply cannot get over how fucking powerful and relevant it still is. Every word resonates like a gong and brings sharp perspective to just how sickening the perpetual discourse surrounding gender and queer lives is in comedy circles and in general. This special was released 4 goddamn years ago and I thought naively that it would turn the comedy industry on its head. But that just goes to show how young I was ig. 4 years from nanette we have the supposed king of comedy, dave chappelle openly call himself a terf and calls hannah gadsby unfunny. Because his bigoted, transphobic spiel of a special was hilarious.
We have people openly support comedians that have been doing less than the bare minimum in trying to come up with relevant and funny material because of some abstract idea that jokes exist in some void that should absolve the teller of repercussions. The problem is, it never was such, and only now are comedians complaining about it because the butt of their jokes have finally gained some modicum of visibility and power in society to be able to have the exceedingly minor repercussions be known.
In these conversations about what is the art of comedy really and where it is heading, I urge any fans of comedy to rewatch nanette, it really does hit you quite how much the industry has not only not moved forward since then but actually regressed in many ways.

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I've been so annoyed about tumblr deleting my blog. I've sent @support so many emails about it and they never responded. A whole decade of saved posts and mutuals gone in a day. All my sideblogs and all the art and personal posts. All lost to the void.
Ive been thinking about whether I want to invest time in art sideblogs and niche fandom sideblogs or whether I should just repost all my shit on main and call it a day. I was getting too comfortable on this hellsite(derogatory).
I'm sad that "A Forgotten Memory" is almost ending. I know each chapter is very short and a quick read but I tried to compensate it with daily updates, which sounds fair, Right?
It, being by first multichapter fic, allowed me to slightly grow and learn a lot of new techniques, some of which I hope to apply in the near future.
Thanks for the support on reblogging, liking and commenting. I swear they make me happy hence the daily updates. I started writing because I want to show people what my mind is capable of conjuring up, not expecting others to like it as well. So less notes don't actually bothered me and I feel like a very generous person.
Huge shoutouts to @enderio and @samatedeansbroccoli for their funny tags and reactions. Something about that makes my heart all fuzzy when they reblog it. And of course to everyone who's saving it for later, leaving likes and those who lurk read it (are there any?)
Now that my spotlight will be fading, (did I even have one) I have more time to focus on other people's works and boy believe me I'll do my best to react to each one of them with tags. Just like ender and samatedean, you know. Reciprocity.
But don't forget me though. I'm already making a pathway for something new, and I hope by the time I post it, you'll still be there.
Good Day to all!
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Production.
My therapist advised me to start a journal. I do want to write stuff thatās on my mind but there was always something that was preventing me from doing it. Itās probably more internal things in my head that are preventing myself from writing journal entriesĀ
Okay. So, Iām noticing it more now. Iām not able to enjoy things by myself. I canāt just play video games now, because I get bored of playing by myself after a few minutes. Itās probably the same with like TV shows, which I donāt really watch shows either. Itās like when I start playing something, thereās something in the back of my mind that says that I need to do something else.
And maybe thatās cuz there are things that Iām just procrastinating on. We got a whole list of things. Clean room, laundry, wash bedding, start and finish a programming projects, etc. And Iām just too lazy to do it all. I didnāt even do anything on this Saturday, I couldāve started it, but I just went game hopping, trying to make myself feel satisfied. And at the end of the day, I donāt feel satisfied at all. Iām disappointed in myself because I failed at making myself feel satisfied. I feel like I only feel that way if Iām around other people. I never really feel unsatisfied after a hangout with friends. Except that one Saturday (bar-hopping) but I think thatās a fluke. Is there a way I can feel this way by myself?
Iām trying to think of stuff that my therapist said.Ā āIn order to love others, you need to love yourself.ā Is that the reason I canāt enjoy things by myself? Because I donāt have love for myself?
Hmmmm...Iām thinking. Do I think I would be able to hangout with myself? Would I enjoy hanging out with myself? Iām telling myself no, but I need to list out reasons. If I canāt even hang out with myself, what makes me think that others want to hang out me. But others do want to hang with me. All of my friends always assure me. So why is it that when I get one actual day to myself, I go crazy in trying to satisfy myself? Okay, reasons.
Reasons why wouldnāt I want to hang out with myself. .... Iām trying to think of reasons, but my friends, bless them, have reassured me that it isnāt the case. Like I donāt think the jokes I make are funny, but others laugh. I...canāt...seem...to...praise myself. Ugh, itās like every time Iām thinking of something, my mind seems to think of something else. Like look at what Iāve been writing. I went from my problem being not being able to enjoy myself, to not being able to hang out with myself, to not being able to praise myself.
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Okay. Letās take this one step at a time. Not being able to praise myself. There HAS to be something you can honestly praise yourself with NO DOUBT in your mind.
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These are gonna be some lame reasons, lame as in others will NOT CARE, but hey. Why do others matter in this reason? Letās try to forget that.
1. League of legends. While I donāt think Iām a good league of legends player because I definitely canāt lane top or mid well, I know FOR SURE that Iām a good support player. No matter what my toxic teammates say. No matter what the results of the game is. I know if I have a really good carry, then I will cause them to exponentially play better. Cuz thatās how I am as a player. In basketball, thatās known as a facilitator, and that FOR SURE is what I am able to do, especially if theyāre able to work with me. That may not matter to others who donāt even know what a league of legend is, but to me that matters.
2. I think I am able to perceive other peopleās decisions and perspectives pretty well. Gotta stop saying think. These are reasons that I can say FOR SURE. I am able to receive other peopleās decisions and perspectives pretty well. Especially if they talk it out with me, I can pretty much understand what people are going through, and I will almost always try to look at it through multiple sides. I always say thereās two sides of every story and I always try to look at it through both sides.
As Iām trying to think of a third reason to praise myself, itās funny to think that it feels like Iām basically making a resume for being a friend for myself. On that resume it says,Ā āvery good support player, Leona main btwā andĀ āable to step into shoes of others.ā Literally itās a paper that just says those two lines. That Iām giving to myself. Haha. Maybe I am funny after all.
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Hey, maybe I did do something productive after all.