This year seems particularly bad when it comes to this, but this is the first winter that I have been off my antidepressants. Couple that with not being able to enjoy my motorcycle thanks to the temperatures, I get very unenthusiastic with a lot of things. I think my friends are picking up on that but they haven’t said anything. The weather is warming up, and I hope that since I’m not working Sundays again for a bit that I will be able to go out and just ride again. I use my motorcycle as a way to block out everything else in the world and focus on the road; it was therapeutic and helped me. It wouldn’t hurt to gain some of my confidence back, either.
Cyrus has been helping, with us delving into Conan: Exiles on our private server. Redh is probably going to tweak some of the XP requirements today if there’s no objections. For me, it means that levelling will be a steady pace even though I’m about halfway through the levels now. Having bought ARK through Humble Monthly, but never really able to sit down and enjoy it because I didn’t ‘get’ it, Conan was the first in a new genre to me (aside from Minecraft), and playing it on the new PC is awesome. Most of the games that I was playing before it were optimised for less powerful specs as well as top-end machines so I didn’t really see the benefit, like Warframe or Rocket League. But Conan puts my PC through it’s paces and the end result is gorgeous. It, along with DOOM, has sold me on the fact that I made the right decision in getting a high-end machine. I also put the SSD from my old machine into the new one to give it more space for games. I remember when 250MB was enough, let alone 250GB!
I moved away from Eastwood this year, in a move that frankly wasn’t exactly planned the way it happened. Am I glad I did it? Yes. There’s been trials and tribulations in regards to both the property and my next door neighbour but I’ve got those under control. I moved into a larger flat that must have twice the floor space as the one before did, and within two weeks someone attempted to steal my motorcycle. Had it not been chained up I would have been without a ride to work probably until now. They did manage to wreck my steering lock, but with an alarm attached now it’s probably more secure now than before.
I’ve been quiet on the blog front for a couple of reasons. First, is that I’m having to buckle down hard on the job. Doing nearly fifty hours a week in five days is not a pretty thought, nor is what it does to me a pretty sight. The main issue that has stopped me being creative lies about fifteen paces from where I sit and type now; my neighbours.
I’ve been dealing with a noise issue since the 9th of October, and things are finally starting to settle back down. I don’t know who is doing it, but I know what the source of the sound is and hearing it for (on some days) fifteen hours makes it a problem. It’s that really bad, chavvy music that just makes me want to punch the wall. If it was melodic dubstep, or metal, or anything that doesn’t feel like techno or garage then I wouldn’t be so aggravated by it. By feel, by the way, I mean feel the bass throughout my flat to the other damn side of it. It really got me down, and it’s really easy to get me to that place now that the days are getting shorter.