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I've never played it, so I can't say this with confidence, but I think Limbo is something along those lines. There's definitely an atmosphere of isolation and helplessness in that game.

I'm pretty good at cooking, but I have to confess that I am a slooooow cook, and could never work in a restaurant. Also, I do occasionally make the meal that doesn't taste so well. That's the worst, when you have to ask yourself whether you should eat it anyway since you put so much time, money, and effort into it, or just throw it out and order a pizza. I live alone, too, so my meals are meant to last a few days, and it makes that situation a lot worse. By the way, I think you should have another option in between "okay cook" and "excellent cook". It's a pretty big leap, and I would have gone for the intermediate option.

I sprained my pinky once when I caught a Nerf Vortex football with just that finger. *pause for laughter*

First I pour the cereal, then I eat the cereal. Later, I pour the milk into a glass and then drink it.

On the one hand, I'm going to enjoy writing things nobody except my peers can understand. On the other hand, I find this to be very disappointing. Here's a pertinent question: what are people going to do for signatures, now? Are people just using print for their signatures, or will they just learn how to write only their name in cursive?

I attend a Catholic college, but I'm pagan, and only tell anyone if they ask me directly. I trust most of the people around here to not blow it out of proportion, but there's this one student on campus which a few of my friends have nicknamed "Doomsday" after he attended one club meeting and asked everyone if they also thought that we are in the end times. He also yelled at a guest speaker who came in to give a talk about the Book of Mark, claiming she loved Pope Francis more than she loved Jesus. I, on the other hand, went up to the stage afterwards and thanked her for a really great presentation. Anyway, that's exactly the kind of person I don't want finding out about my faith, and he's the primary reason I don't tell anyone unless asked.

I'm an octopus. I think that's pretty self explanatory. But if I weren't an octopus, I would prefer onion rings over french fries, at least if we're talking about well made onion rings and fries. Disappointing onion rings tend to be better than disappointing, soggy fries, at least, so I guess onion rings win either way.

My friends and I play D&D every Friday. We just started our first 5e campaign a few weeks ago; we had been using 3.5 up until this point. On our second session of this campaign, my character died, which I think is a new record for us. Since we always get thrown into ridiculous situations, I eventually started bringing a voice recorder to our sessions, and if we did anything really funny, I would upload those parts to SoundCloud. I haven't uploaded anything in a while, but you can check them out here. I think my favorite is The Smith-off. I moved 300 miles away from everyone back in August, so we play on roll20.net, now, and use Skype to video chat. It works out pretty well.

I live in a small apartment building, and have had very limited interaction with my neighbors. Most of them are much older than I am, and the walls aren't thin, so it's pretty quiet in here, although sound travels easily through the doors. I see the one directly across the hall from me most often. She's really nice, but very reclusive. She always has a "do not disturb" sign hanging on her doorknob, and has told me she deliberately avoids telling anyone anything about herself. I do have a bit of a problem with one of the neighbors, the other one who lives across the hall. Although she's nice, she has a couple of really annoying tendencies. First, her door isn't set properly in its frame, and she won't get it fixed. Every time she uses the door, she has to slam it repeatedly for it to fully close. But the worst habit she has is the way she does laundry. We have two washers and two dryers on the bottom floor. If it's her laundry day, she'll go down first thing in the morning, load her clothes into one of the machines, even setting the quarters into the coin slots (for the dryer, too), and then let it sit there for HOURS. I mean, she sets it up at 8 am, and doesn't start the machine until 3 pm. Which means that I have to wash either my colored or white clothing, put it in the other dryer, then wash the other half of my clothes, and then start the dryer, wasting an additional half an hour of my time. I can't tell you how many times I've walked downstairs with my laundry only to proclaim, "I knew it! I ****ing knew it!!!" I swear, my next apartment will have its own washer and dryer in the unit.

Like the video says, the scores often reflect the opinions of a single person, and many people may disagree with some or most of what that person has to say about the game. For instance, Alpha Protocol received largely negative reviews from most critics, yet it's one of my favorite games of all time. Like Discordian said, reading the reviews is a critical part of making an informed decision, and scores can be rather vague and misleading.

Finished my summer course, and ended my final essay, a story set to a certain song, with this sentence: "Because this is obligatory, there is a horse waiting there, and she rides off into the sunset."

I would say that I would be content if I could just make up the initial investment in that time, because over that period of time, the technology would only get better, leading to more efficient, less expensive models being available by the time the first set expired. Plus, being less dependent on electricity generated at a power plant is rewarding in itself.

What a refreshing post. I wish that more people shared the sentiments which you've related here, and hope that some will feel inspired by them.

I'm going to approach this from an idealistic standpoint. That is, let's imagine that the technology to perform such an operation were perfected, and the healthy areas of a person's personality, including everything that enables them to function everyday, were retained, while the negative sections were excised. So, they would be the same person minus everything that was bad about them. No doubt, this would still be an alteration to that person's personality, so one could still compare this method to the death penalty even in the ideal scenario. We have to assume that everybody knows about this person's crime, and that they would eventually find out about it, as well. Having no memory of committing the crime, the person who used to be a criminal can be said to be 100% innocent, because it was the other, malevolent personality who committed the crime. They would walk around believing that other person they used to be was the guilty one, and they are innocent, while everyone who sees them would give them a wide berth when they see them walking down the street. They would therefore be a pariah, and suffer punishment for a crime they believe someone else committed, someone who was erased from existence. There's also the matter of whether this person retains any meaningful lesson after having their memory erased. When I think about stupid things I've done in the past, and consider whether I would prefer if they were erased, I decide that I would not, because without those memories and the lessons they imparted to me, I might make those same stupid mistakes again. If a person knows intellectually that a crime is bad, but has no personal, negative emotion to support that idea, it doesn't quite have the same restraining effect which would prevent them from committing the crime. For example, when I was little, I stole a Kit-Kat bar from a store when my mom wouldn't buy it for me. Then I faced the consequences of that action, and never thought about stealing another candy bar ever again. What if my memory of the crime were erased? I think I'd have another candy bar. This also brings up an interesting idea related to religion. For those who believe that a person is judged when they die and are either rewarded or punished for their deeds, how would such a person be judged? It's not the same person who committed the crime, but not in the sense that they atoned for their crime themselves, since they have no memory of it, and would not be able to genuinely make atonement. Maybe the soul would be split, and one part would be judged separate from the other? I don't think this would be a step in the right direction. People undergo personal growth by learning from their mistakes, which is impossible if they can't remember what those mistakes were. Plus, this isn't a form of justice if the person who suffers from alienation from society isn't the same person who committed the crime.

It would be heartbreaking to disappoint Mr. Rogers. I'd rather be a fool and disappoint Bill Nye than do something that could disappoint Mr. Rogers.

I love thrift stores. I've only ever bought one article of clothing from a thrift store, and it was a lucky find, a really nice winter coat. I had it cleaned and taken in, and it's a really wonderful coat. Mostly, though, I buy records or the odd knick knack.