Magic Dog

So Charlie Kirk was shot in the neck and killed by a gun. Today is September 11th. Tomorrow is Nintendo Direct. I am just saying these things for historical posterity. *** Being a Millennial is wild. For sure. Irony, Post Irony, Sarcasm. What even makes sense anymore? I don't know. But you aren't reading this blog because you want philosophy – or my feelings. Too bad, you are going to get some of that. But I will semi-promise I will keep in mind your time. Lets get onto it... *** Check this shit out. A store. Made of 3D objects that I drew and made. A different view. Wet floor sign? Sode Soda? An ATM? Ice Machine for Outside. A claw Machine? I want to see how far I take this. Time to buckle up.

I moved out... I officially moved to a new place, January 1st. I moved in with a friend of mine. Turns out my old place was literally making me sick, from black mold, sewage, smoke, other drug fumes, and just general terrible things. The fallout between me and my landlord was horrible, tragic, and I lost a friend over it. Not only that but I lost a creative connection too. This should have never happened. The apartment was terrible. My new living situation is a great improvement. I am actually saving some money and I have more time to work on game stuff. Also, the office is greatly improved but my personal space is not. I am also not a huge fan of all the yelling between roommates, not directed at me, but over petty shit. It's annoying. And as someone who works in a bakery during the night time. I need my day time hours to not be so loud. But also... I am breathing! Isn't that wild? Turns out I was struggling to breathe most of my time at the old apartment (I wonder why). Cough...