Monday, October 29


As Zlatan played for my honor last night, then this means that in game terms I'm an honorless target. Which is usually true, because my main character is a priest, often dreaming and not assuming all hordes are out to kill. I often engage friendly with the enemy. Picking flowers mostly. If he had been playing World of Warcraft like normal people then maybe he could have won, but no, he had to play Fortnite.

This horrendous song might bring some comfort. The romantic part of losing, the acceptance of the other and a disturbingly catching refrain that will block out all your other thoughts. 

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