Sacro Breastplate is driving me bananas. Well more accurately, Alexander HTBF is driving me bananas. It's such a slog, and neither the cape or breastplate have come my way yet with tons of kills on D with TH3.
Getting so tired of it, think I'm just gonna slot down to doing normal to save myself the time hassle, since the drop doesn't seem to exist anyway...
It feels so much worse than Lilith for some reason, even though I looked back and it took from last November til February this year to get 5/5.
I've had the Sacro Bulwark from AMAN Trove for like a year and a half, and I got the Cord/Gorget already right away from D clears, which is why I kept doing D clears... I guess at least the gil from Boulders/Beits has been a nice consolation since I don't have any mythics or empys to upgrade yet. i119-IIIing my Excal, even though I'm pretty sure Naegling outperforms it (I like KoR, it was my first Relic, and I think its white damage will still be considerable until I master RDM and can actually equip/save up for a Dyna D Su5 Croque Monsieur or whatever). 1300 Plutons to go. Guess I should maybe consider making sets for and learning PLD and grabbing a Duban stg 2. I've never liked PLD though. But I have all this gear it can use from overlap gear. Like without even trying I have the makings of a SIRD set even.
Kind of thinking it'd be nice if Naegling worked in the offhand, so we could mainhand other things.
Running into social frustrations a tad. Not that I'm really stepping up to join groups or anything, but people in the LS I'm in been taking issue with what I do with my game time. "Don't farm Alex, farm Odin instead. Alex is a waste of time." - "Just get Nyame path C. Start RPing it with segment farms etc." - "You can't do Peach Power on WAR." - "Just make shout groups til you get a static. / Just make shout groups everyday." I think Trusts have spoiled me a bit, but it also feels like my schedule is just not gonna be group friendly. I haven't even gotten to go with Jet to Dyna-D yet, and he offered me a pearl eons ago.
Started turning in JP to Oboro a bit ago, 12 weeks to go minimum... It better at least get me a whole REMA category and not just a single weapon...
40k til ML19. Guess I really need to make some Empyrean reforged, but that involves stuff I haven't done before, chiefly Vagary. Keep running into my own brain where if I don't know how to do something I don't want to do it. It reminds me of how my brain bitched out of Calculus back when I was in school. Barely passed the class because everything I didn't understand I just didn't try to understand at all. It was like total refusal was preferable to failure or whatever. It's weird to experience with game related stuff, because it's something I can just look up the process for and go do, I'm pretty sure? Idk.
Fiancée is still looking for work. I assume she will be for quite a while, and we're not gonna tie the knot officially until she does, I guess? That's her preference. I'd just as soon as get down to the court house and get it done and have the wedding later.
I need to file my taxes. Life feels a bit more drudgery laden recently, and I think it's because I've lost direction with my Let's Play hobby. The XI LP continues even though the story is all done. But the last few uploads were weeks ago now, and every time I record something for it now, it just feels like it didn't need to be a video. I probably need to just lean into quests to feel like it's worth it. Or go back and finish one of my other LPs. Nothing seems appealing on this front, though.
My brother and his wife will visit this weekend. His wife rear ended someone and totaled her car. Traffic screeched to a halt suddenly at high speeds, but she didn't kill anyone or require hospitalization, so I guess it's OK. I told him to watch out for litigious souls.
My old man's trying to kill himself with booze. He gets a new handle of red label scotch every few days, and ignores all hints, direct confrontations, and problems that arise from it. A week or so ago he got so drunk he fell into the dog kennels and hit the concrete floor. His worst fall since he fell trying to walk his dogs last year, which prompted me to have my fiancée go and do it in the evening since I'm generally stuck at work 3 nights out of the week. At least he didn't visibly damage himself this time. Last time he face planted in asphalt and broke his nose. He's 75, so I guess he at least made it there, eyyy!
I need to improve my diet and get back into exercise. I think I'm *** up my knee joints by sitting too much.
It's stormy this morning, and I need a second coffee, I feel.