A very merry unbirthday to me.
A very merry unbirthday to you.
Right. Where were we? Oh, yes, the Queue.
Okay, sure, it was a pretty good Queue yesterday, and here I am, staring at my keyboard wondering what I have to say. Just like LFR, I can smash my hands against the keyboard and expect everything to work, right? Let’s go with that.
Alas, but my two-day reign of the Queue is over, so we must watch Liztopia crumble and fall until it returns in a couple of weeks. (I’ll be out next week, but Anne will fill in.) But in the meantime, here’s another Queue.
Kids these days and their games and their topias and their . valleys and whatever else! I don’t understand any of this. What’s going on? Why are you on my lawn?
(In which Liz has yet played Stardew Valley and doesn’t have time to give in to the temptation, so let’s all just stop talking about it, okay?)