MangoMojito
MangoMojito
MangoMojito

As long as you don’t make me play a multiplayer mission multiple times to get the good gear, we’re good, Odyssey (I’m looking at you, Unity).

The hex bar! We have one at our gym.  I love to load that thing up heavy.. well, heavy for me.  I was just using dumbells but they get so unwieldy.  So the bar is nice because once you load it the weight is evenly distributed and whatnot.

You know he is giving everything to Ivanka since they have a special relationship.  You just know it. 

If I’m not mistaken she doesn’t drink since her father is an alcoholic. So it was extra douchey.

I finished Tomb Raider last weekend, so I’m back to No Man’s Sky for now, but next week, I’ll be holed up with AC: Odyssey. I find NMS a lot more enjoyable since the Next Update. Though, they made the animals aggressive again. I did not miss that. Every time I hop out of the Flying Apostle FI6, I get mauled by some

See, Jacob in a top hat was EVERYTHING I love about Victorian Style. But Evie for life in terms of being my favorite assassin. I also loved finding those music boxes!

Noted!

I cannot stop watching this.  T-Rump getting slammed by a linebacker is giving me so much unadulterated joy.

Wait you voluntarily played as Jacob? :) He lacked a certain assassin like finesse that Evie excelled at. Evie was the best. She would have been even better if I could have rolled her up on the gurney and knifed that doctor in the face rather than doing it with Jacob.

I was not a Unity hater. I enjoyed it a lot. And Arno is my pick for the best looking assassin .. but I hated the parkour in that game. I’d press left, Arno would go right. I would push for him to unstick himself from something and he would just...not. I loved the Paris setting though. Every time I went to Port St.

I just can’t - I can’t even get through a quiet morning commute on the CTA brown line without music. I need to focus on the music to get through the actual running... or running and walking since I’m not really ever going to be a full on runner.

It’s the pure evil that has corrupted his soul into an ugly monstrous thing.

The accuser could be a literal nun who saves kittens and runs an orphanage for children with elephantitis and he would still find a way to call her a lying liar who lies.  Because T-Rump.

Eagle Eye and Neneh were both so good.  I still occasionally bust out my best  late 80s/early 90s dance moves for Buffalo Stance.  Eagle Eye got a decent amount of play on alt rock radio back in the day, but not the love the album deserved (It was good, my mother, she actually owned it.. on TAPE). THEY DESERVED BETTER,

I’ve only ever had an opioid once - after surgery. And it was in hospital - Morpine. It gave me the worst nausea - they had to put me on Zofran to combat it! They switched me to Tramadol, and I got an Rx for that after I got out of the hospital. But I didn’t refill it or finish the script. I was not in very much pain

Am I the only person who sees Maroon 5, looks at the band and says “there’s a black guy in this band?” EVERY time you see them? They are just so.. white (I say this as a girl who listens to some super white music on occasion). And so unoffensive as to induce a coma like sleep.

Breadnecks! I can’t even. I’m going to have to store that one away in my insult bag, right next to Broseph.

Back when the blue line still had those bi-fold door trains I saw someone get their backpack caught. I mean, they got him out but I cannot imagine how scary that would be! Those bi-fold doors had no mercy!  And no sensors.  And they used to snap shut with a quickness.

I lived there for two years.  They were the two longest years of my life.  I was never so happy to move back to Chicago.  And the two winters I lived there were both significantly worse than most anything I live through in Chicago. 

I saw what looked like half a head of weave at a CTA station here in Chicago once.  I had to wonder if it was just an epic girl fight or if it got caught somehow in the train doors or what.  Red line doors ain’t anything to trifle with.