I wonder why there can't be a day where a good mood can endure straight through without requisite deflating.

If someone's an MMO player, then Star Wars: The Old Republic (or SWTOR, or 'sweater' as my wife calls it) is well worth the cash. You don't need me to tell you that.

But one of the coolest 'little' things in the game is one of the Bounty Hunter powers. See, they get to load different kinds of power cell in their blasters, which give them more firepower or combustion or what have you. But one of those cells you earn is 'Combat Support.' Which among other things lets you shoot healing into your allies. Literally. Twin guns blazing, shot after shot making them progressively better, with all the sounds of blaster fire and ammunition ringing all around you.

And that? Is awesome.

If they made .357 Magnum round ammunition full of Vicodin, Bactine and Antibiotics, I'd walk around shooting people all day. They'd have to have a meeting where they needed to figure out if they had to give me the death penalty for a shooting spree or a civic award for providing medicine for so many in such a timely fashion. And if they decided to arrest me, I'd hole up in a clock tower, looking down on the police and the crowd, and dramatically shoot myself in the head after a long impassioned speech. Then immediately I'd spring up, shout "I feel so much better now," and giggle until the SWAT team took me down.

I've been tired lately. And getting less healthy, it seems. Anxiety and neurophysically weird.

Sometimes I wonder how I can get out of all this.

Which, I suppose, is better than the alternative.

Time marches on
Time stands still
Time on my hands
Time to kill
Blood on my hands
And my hands in the till
Down at the 7-11
Gentle rain
Falls on me
All life folds back
Into the sea
We contemplate eternity
Beneath the vast indifference of heaven

The past seems realer than the present to me now
I've got memories to last me
When the sky is gray
The way it is today
I remember the times when I was happy

I find that I'm far more likely to simply not comment/rate a set that I don't care for. I know the whole idea of "Not For Me" is that some sets don't appeal to all readers... but... I don't know. It seems rude at best. Here's a very nice person who is trying something new, or at the very least is expressing herself and often wants to brighten our days. If I don't happen to care for a physical element or she happens to be into something I'm not, that doesn't seem like a good enough reason to diminish her chances at going pink.

I won't actively click "I Liked This" with or without a comment if it's not something I actively enjoyed, mind, but it doesn't seem to be much in my character to actively react against a set.

I'll make an exception for particularly poor photography, but I'll generally try to comment as to what might improve it. That said, there's some awfully good photographic composition that goes through the site.

It's a mystery to me
The game commences
For the usual fee
Plus expenses
Confidential information
It's in a diary
This is my investigation
It's not a public inquiry

I go checking out the report
Digging up the dirt
You get to meet all sorts
In this line of work
Treachery and treason
There's always an excuse for it
And when I find the reason
I still can't get used to it

And what have you got at the end of the day ?
What have you got to take away ?
A bottle of whisky and a new set of lies
blinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes

Scarred for life
No compensation
Private investigations