My crazy uncle had to cancel his US trip because all the flights across the Atlantic were trans.

When I am super lazy and when it’s cold outside I usually make potato stew. Ingredients are afaik cheap all around the world. It goes something like this:

Cut and roast some onion. Peel and cut some carrots into bits and add it into the pot. Add some concentrated tomato paste, salt and pepper. Let it continue simmering at low temperature. Peel and cut some potatoes. Add them to the pot and pour in some water. Just enough to cover everything. Let it simmer at the lowest temperature for an hour or two or five. Doesn’t matter really. It’s potato stew, not beef wellington.

I actually like this. It’s one of the easiest things I occasionally cook and it reminds me of my childhood. The good times at least.

The reason our ancestors went on to live on land is because they knew what lived deep in the ocean. There is no sound reason to return there.

Sitting around and being a vegetable. The next 7 to 8 weeks will be full of gatherings, parties, travelling and such. These might be the last days I have for myself up until mid January. Gotta enjoy the silence for a bit.

A post “end” location on the star map. You can fly there and it’s the only way to gather promethium, a material you need to craft the post game super science. I don’t think the shattered planet is supposed to be reached. It’s insanely far away and the asteroids get bonkers. But that didn’t stop some maniacs to actually do it with a butt load of nukes.

Actually, Gleba is working pretty great. Why? How? Fuck, I don’t know. I think the gods of engineering smiled down on me. Or had pity.

It’s Aquilo I am concerned about. That base is in a constant state of failing but not actually breaking down. Like a sinking ship that doesn’t have the courtesy to finally submerge.

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Also there is the shattered planet. Bragging rights are the most important rights after all.

Finished it just yesterday night…I think I should check on my girlfriend.

Can only talk about myself, so please take this and any other advice with a grain of salt. Every person is different and reacts differently to this.

The headspace he’s in right now is one of utter confusion and emptiness. For now the dread might be gone. But he is probably far from ok. What he needs right now is love. And I don’t mean hugs and kisses and shit.

Let me explain it this way: He needs normality in a cozy environment. Friends or family around him to have idk like a pizza together while playing games or watching something he’s interested in. The important part is that they are there in person and not everything revolves around him, but with him. If that makes sense?

He doesn’t need an intervention kind of “we love you” bs, which to me sounds like hell on earth. He needs to live the love. Cherish others while being cherished.

I hope my word salad helps. Sorry I woke up two hours too early and my brain is still trying its best booting up.

Most well equipped comic book stores have it. I’m sure you will find it there.

The best comic I have ever read. Period.

Started the day with a warm cup of rose hip tea and reading on the couch.

Later switched to the PC and started playing Factorio. Did so until an alarming amount of time had passed. Figured the shit out of Gleba tho 😎

while cats were until recently carnivores

Always has been.