Why does every Fallout game I play, ends absorbing all my attention?
Also, I didn't got neither of those fucking jobs. I want to unlive myself (dunno if talking about suicide is against the rules of GBAtemp).
Wish me luck. I'm in two recruitment processes for a bank and for an audit firm (BBVA and KPMG, for the gossipmonger).
I've been unemployed for the last 8 months, and I'm really tired of it.
So I got my Telegram account banned by piracy, and someone hacked my e-mail and disabled my Facebook account (that was already deactivated). I got scammed (again, again). And for the life of me, I cannot fucking get a fucking job since july last year.
I want to die, for real.
My last thread made me realize two things: 1) I have fat fingers, and since my graduation ring is size 13 = 22.4 mm = 0.87", I guess it checks; and 2) a lot of people is interested on d-pads and talking shit about the Xbox 360 d-pad, and both are fine with me.
Tbh one of the greatest forms of art that mostly goes unrecognized that I'm a really big fan of is modding. Modifying a game or even making it load new assets to get such good results on an almost 9 year old engine is amazing.
The Saints Row reboot is the most disappointed I've been with a videogame since buying WWE 2K20 and only playing 30 minutes... and I've got Saints Row for free thanks to Epic Games and it's worse than WWE 2K20.
As an OG Saints Row fan, I'm relieved to a certain degree that Volition is dead and happy that Gearbox is the owner of the IP now, so no more shitty Saints Row games have to exist.
I "created" this drink from a TV show. One friend began calling it "fabricaviudas" (widow maker) but it has a cooler name in english tbh. Originally it's made with Everclear but since it doesn't exist here, I make it with sugar cane spirit.
Here's a photo of my braid. I cut my hair on 2017 to get some documents and credentials here in Mexico. Is about 30 cm. (some number around 9 inches I guess) and I save it by accident, since I wanted to donate it to a association that makes wigs for sick people and children.
I will donate it next year I guess.
It's so funny that although I pride myself on knowing how to repair most consoles of the 3 main brands, the product I got the most experience repairing is the fucking Nintendo joycons.
Know it so well that (if the screws aren't stripped) I can disassemble those bastards in 5 minutes. Might not be a great number, but I got big hands and working with such tiny screws is still a chore.
So a girl I was dating just disappeared a couple months ago, turns out she got in love with another dude and now turns out is his new boyfriend.
Being replaced feels so cool.
When I'm not in interviews, I'm drugged. Yeah, I take antidepressants and I go to therapy, and my therapist understands why I want to do it.