Soo it’s really gloomy here in LA and all I wanna do is eat soup and be angry at people. I am not meant for grey weather, it really chaps my craw, whatever that means. I love Seattle and Vancouver, but for some reason I think the whole region is trying to trap me into thinking, “Hey this place is gorgeous, screw LA I’m going NW” because when I visit, it’s always clear and pretty, and the minute I pack all my stuff in the car and drive up and sign a lease or something, BOOM grey depressing cloudy cold-ness will say, “GOTCHA FOOL!”. I think 61 degrees is pretty freezing, so that shows you what I hot house flower I am and how I could never live in the region where people appreciate good coffee. I’ve never lived anywhere there’s been snow, actually, just sleet and a bit of ice, so the first time I saw snow was when I was like 21, and I flopped in it and said, “LOOK SNOW ANGELS!” and promptly got ice all down my underwear, seeping down my leg. I had NOT peed myself but it certainly looked like it, and I was at Sundance film festival meeting fancy filmmakers, so that was very un-awkward. Okay, I’m going to Zumba class to feel self-righteous about my ass being widened by sitting and playing Dragon Age Inquisition, then I’m gonna go sit on my ass and play Dragon Age Inquisition all night. Then I’ll stop playing at midnight and think, “Wow you could have been writing for 3 hours.” Cue a sleepless night of self-loathing. WHAT A CUTE PSYCHOLOGICAL CYCLE!
Also I’ll be streaming more Grimrock 2 on Thursday night at twitch.tv/feliciaday be there!