those aunts and uncles and brothers and daughters that you're all so mad at and won't ever talk to again. that all won't matter soon.
those people next door who fly a flag that rustles your jimmies. or the bumper stickers about who to encourage. that all won't matter soon.
those co-workers you can't stand who drive you crazy and won't let you eat lunch alone. or the managers that bug you to shit. that all won't matter soon.
what WILL matter is that you know each other. it'll gauge how you should barter with them.
none of this shit is going to matter in a little while. mark my words.
i don't know anything about harvest moon, but you said something that stood out for me.
i thought it was neat that you could flirt with anyone in that game, but that's as far as i got with that. i assume, though, that you can pursue relationships with anyone and that it's totally not an issue at all. that's the impression i got, and i thought that was pretty cool. didn't come off as anything political when i saw it at the time, though, i just figured it was the inevitable evolution of characters in fiction. i miss my old naivity.
my first girlfriend was one of his grandkids. but he had a lot of grandkids. she was my first kiss. she was 17 and i was 14. she said she was mad because daniel called her "bautimous" instead of "beutiful". wow.
people are gonna hate me, but i never got into Star Wars. however - and i can't explain why - Spaceballs was my favourite movie as a kid. i recoded it off CityTV on Beta.
i picked your comment specifically for this reply.
i am so happy that you found a game that you love withe a great dev and a supportive community.
but i still can't figure out why this game is so big.
i know, i know. and i feel like a dad trying to figure out why all these kids love the minecraft on their nintendos these days.
you might think i want you to explain or convince me. but i'm just happy knowing you love a game i'll never understand the way you do. that's actually really fucking cool.
trump floats ideas like butts float turds. and this "lady" is the turd wrangler in cheif. the may have passed the camera time to little miss fugly, but she's still the pigggiest of them all. never trust someone who can't look you in the eyes (or is fine with dad strapping fido to the roof of the car).
sorry to put this down on your comment
those aunts and uncles and brothers and daughters that you're all so mad at and won't ever talk to again. that all won't matter soon.
those people next door who fly a flag that rustles your jimmies. or the bumper stickers about who to encourage. that all won't matter soon.
those co-workers you can't stand who drive you crazy and won't let you eat lunch alone. or the managers that bug you to shit. that all won't matter soon.
what WILL matter is that you know each other. it'll gauge how you should barter with them.
none of this shit is going to matter in a little while. mark my words.