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FTSIO


In case you missed it, our new Cyrillic overlords have gone off the James-Bond-villain-level deep end, and sadly, not the one filled with sharks.  So after this post I'm buggin' out.

But that's okay.  You can always find new-ish content at the Tumblr (yes, GDBM is behind, but there's a reason, and I'm lookin' ta fix it) or even at the Twitter if you're somewhat familiar.  You can find an email address for me if you're halfway good at putting 2 and 2 together.  And peace out, my peeps.  We all need to not be here anymore.
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GDBM: Hard Reset

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Since we last visited the Goddamn Batman, the cinematic Batmen have (a) quit being Batman and (b) used guns to (c) kill people. Comic readers might see any of those three points as inherently antithetical to the Darknight Detective’s ethos, but they are simply how the character has been interpreted for a modern cinematic context. In the spirit of alternative interpretation, we present our own Goddamn Batman. He is creative, a foodie, and a dance machine. He aspires to be a master chef, and to have his own bakery, from which he will sell 40 cakes. Collapse ) Originally posted to my Dreamwidth account as LJ is building a giant wall around itself. You can comment there using your LJ login as an OpenID, or here. Either's good.
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*poke*

Sorry, y'all. I'm never on LJ, much less DW, anymore. I just needed to do a little housekeeping today. Can't make a promise to be more blee-blee-blee than usual. Maybe I should try. Sigh. So very tired.

I am most active on Twitter, then on Tumblr, neither with the gab-tastic fury I used to bring to the blogging world, though.  The long game has become so very long, and my fire is burning low.  And if you really need to get a hold of me, try my username at Google's email service and I might just get it (along with the mail for some dude from New Delhi who really needs to stop sending me his taxi receipts for Christ's sake).

Anyhow.  Hope all are well, or as well as possible given our circumstances. 

Originally posted to my Dreamwidth account as LJ is building a giant wall around itself. You can comment there using your LJ login as an OpenID, or here. Either's good.
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no gnus here

Uhm, compared to certain sectors of my f-list, I've had an absolutely silent winter.  Work is problematic in newly-catastrophic ways, but I'm working on an endgame.  Been playing Battlefield 4 on the 360 in addition to my usual Steam-cooked yummies (fought my way to the end of Besiege with some hysterically-unwieldy creations).  I beat Far Cry 4 and got the worst ending possible so I'm seriously pissed off at it to the point that I don't even want to go back for more achievements.  Back to FC3, then.

What else?  Face is pretty much fixed.  Heart has been cooperative.  I have a friend at work, finally.  Keeping the migraines at bay with more or less constant hydration.  New car is awesome.  No financial or social or biological emergencies.  It's weird, but I ain't complainin', just noting.

Hope y'all's good out there.  Peace out, kids.