This first montage is an extension of my EOD Shenanigans video. I take out more unsuspecting fools with one of the least used gadgets in the game--at least in my experience. It takes skill to be this deadly with the little cart of death on four wheels.
This second video is a collection of funny little moments that either make me chuckle or rage. I ended it on a series of BS deaths because they're funnier than the little moments when enemies walk right into my hands.
I think I've got a case of shin splits since my legs cramped up yesterday. My recent routine change is probably responsible. I might have to take it easy on tomorrow's run and just walk the whole way. Since I'm trying to gain weight, it's not like running is critical to my goals. It's more of a stamina maintenance thing. These rest days between weight training have definitely become more valuable since I increased my workout load.
I put in about 2k words on the next chapter of my side story. Since today has arrived, I'm ready to declare for flop status. I did gain an additional Favorite and Follow, but other than that, not a single review. What kind of community allows a writer to produce 15k words of quality across four chapters with nothing to show for it? A toxic one, that's what. Okay, it's not toxic, but it's depressingly apathetic, which is worse, since toxicity offers acknowledgement at least, even if it's negative. Why do you think trolls troll? It ain't because they're liked, that's for sure.
At least someone in Barbados and Venezuela likes it. I love the global audience. Hollywood agrees with me. Domestic box office receipts are declining. It's all about that China cash. We going overseas, baby!
Although I can't blame the consumer for not buying my product, I could blame myself for getting into the wrong market. It is with supreme confidence that I say, "Y'all don't deserve me." Other fandoms deserve a better class of writer, and if this one doesn't want me, then I'll gladly take my talents elsewhere. This be The Decision 2.0.
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