Unexpected realisation on the Radial third arc I'm categorically not writing for Camp Nano, most of which I suspect is because I was thinking about the Weird Generic Time-Travel Shit instead. I was faffing around in the kitchen and listening to a Franz Ferdinand song I'd had stuck in my head for a couple of days — by accident, I'll add; not that it was stuck in my head by accident, but it was the second song up on Alexa, which was handy — and I realised how a plot point I'd been stuck on happens.
Also I figured out how to piss off Alex even more, which amused me vastly. It also gives me a way to do something else I'd been wanting to do. Nicknames are fun.
I also started playing Audiosurf again, which was oddly fun. Mostly playing Metric tracks, so hey I'm not entirely hung up on one band. I'm hung up on two instead. (Lost Kitten is an excellent song; Satellite Mind inspired one of Milos's neighbours in his old apartment, though I've never written about him. He hates Alex, for varying reasons. One-way high level empath/low level telepath is an unpleasant combination.)
I wasn't impressed they've knackered up Stealth mode. It's now called Ninja and it's now near-impossible to get the scores I was getting before. Gone back to Mono, it's just like how Stealth used to be before they fucked it up. ...The irony is, I was playing Stealth because they'd fucked up Mono. They wiped a bunch of the scoreboards too so songs I know I've played on Stealth (like Blestyashie's A Ya Vse Letala) now say no one's played them.
Well, it's not like I'm gonna get much chance to play it, or listen to much music at all, in the next two weeks. 44-hour work weeks here we come... Chances of me getting 100% moderation accuracy while moderating a few hundred items an hour? *sigh* Maybe if I only moderate two or three things in all 88 hours? Think they'll notice...?
Asexual, aromantic, and transmasc non-binary. No, I have no idea how I ended up writing romance either.