bev! @TonicBH@computerfairi.es

Heyyy I finally got around to writing the first Secret Area post of 2019!

It's about Enemy Front, a WWII budget FPS that's... surprisingly good???

https://youfoundasecret.wordpress.com/2019/01/16/games-i-beat-in-2018-enemy-front/

I fell into a rabbit hole of watching Bill Oakley of The Simpsons fame review fast food items.

There's something charming about them I can't quite put my finger on.

hey don't forget to hug your squirrel friends, like me

...is it weird that I want a sonic fanartist to redraw my Sonic OC from when I was a teenager?

I mean fuck it, embrace all the dumb shit I liked rather than shun it.

Finding out a friend won an art contest and got her Sonic fanart in a montage of fanart in Sonic & the Black Knight is the greatest thing.

There's always that moment of "I KNOW THAT PERSON" that's just charming.

Think I'm coming down with something, and it seems to be making the rounds.

Hugs for all my sick friends. Feel better, y'all.

I like mastodon because it feels more intimate and friendly.

Though there's a small bit of me that wishes I were more Twitter famous.

I wanna be the dumb idiot who shitposts and gets a few likes each time.

Am I the only one who doesn't mind when people ship fictional characters?

I mean, there's some rad Sonic art that shows some cute couples in them.

you know, I'm starting to find pronouns silly and arbitrary

that's totally normal, right

I'm always frustrated at myself for not being able to start conversations with people.

I guess I just hesitate too much?

Worse, my dad just handwaves it away going "Come on, she's almost 20 years old and probably getting senile, forgive her for once."

If she was doing this to things in your bedroom you'd be just as angry at her too, pal

I hate having to readjust everything I had comfortably fine on my desk in the past year because she decides to be a goddamn klutz.

Before, I was safe having my speakers on my desk until my cat would lick and contort herself so my left speaker would keep getting knocked onto the floor.

Thank god there's a pillow where it always fell, otherwise that thing would've likely broke with how often she kept knocking it over.

Love to be awake too early, yet again, because my cat in her permanent "can't stop licking my legs" phase, knocked stuff off my desk.

Again.

For the umpteenth time.

She keeps doing this and it makes me a cranky bitch because of it.