Patricia takes at least some inspiration from a few girls I knew over time. They were all into drama. By drama I mean theater, rather than drama caused between people. Of course they all seemed to like that kind of drama too. In any event each group of drama students seems to have one of these women in it. A very forceful, opinionated, person who sort of urges everyone on to make questionable life choices. Fun people, but sometimes very draining. Certainly not intentionally, but by being a font of energy they spur the less energetic to go a little further than they are comfortable with, which makes them exhausted mentally & physically. Ed is a pretty vanilla guy who is beset on all sides by people who are much more flavorful. I think, however, that he enjoys it in spite of himself. He just doesn’t expect people to be as adventurous as they are because he generally isn’t.
I finished South Park Shattered But Whole. It was fun, but I’m really not enticed by the DLC. If it had come with the extra content originally I think I would enjoy playing it as part of the main story, but as an addition I’m not really all that interested. Maybe if I had an idea of what I was getting into more than a store blurb I would be more interested, but the idea of more costumes I’m not going to use and more items I’m not going to equip isn’t enough. I also have doubts about the content matching value with the price. I’ve noticed that this is becoming more and more of a problem with DLC. It needs to be added in during the main game to make it worth the bother. Getting it after you’ve finished results in a hard limit on value. I prefer stuff like the Fire Emblem DLC that basically lets you fast grind character powers so the min game isn’t so much of a slog.
Last week was the Teen’s birthday. She lives far away now so we couldn’t do anything on the actual day, so mom and I are going to see her tomorrow. She is finishing her cosmetology courses & is going to get whatever it is you need to do that. The stress of being an adult is beginning to get to her though. I have a limited amount of advice. Mostly I just muddled through as much school as I could tolerate then allowed myself to sink into the mire of mediocrity most of us end up in. I wandered into telling stories with pictures more or less by accident, but the threat of the swamp is ever present. That’s adult life for most people. No real safety, just a little fortress strong enough to keep out the wolves for a little while. Every so often they get through and you have to run for your life. Either way they’re always there, watching the walls… Most of what we do when we aren’t working on the wall is to distract us from the howling.