Alternate title: Foot moving towards mouth.
Before I launch into my plans for the future, I want to clarify something.
This last little outburst of mine has drawn some attention - obviously I have more than a handful of readers around here now.
I just want to note that I do appreciate you guys and gals who say thanks. Who endorse, who offer constructive feedback.
I'm not upset in your general directions.
I've never minded reports of legitimate bugs. By that, I mean things that do or have the potential to break a game, destroy a save, generally mess up your playing experience.
What bugs me are the people who incessantly yammer about how I should re-do this mod or that to make it more like someone else's.
Those people bother me, and believe it or not there are quite a few of them.
I'm not other people. I'm me. My mods and scripts and NPCs follow my own tastes, my own habits, the way my mind works. I realize follow the crowd and blend in is the norm in our post-hippy world, but it's never been me. I'm not good at it, and have no desire to try.
I should also note that while I try to keep my personal life off the blog here, I hate most of it. The people whose blood I ostensibly share, my apartment, the town I live in... it all drags on my nerves every waking moment of every day. Consequently... I frustrate easily, and tend to explode in what I consider to be a "safe" form - this blog, where I can rant and rave and swear and vent and call peoples' lineage into question without getting my ass banned from the Nexus.
So, when you see a rant here, consider it my pressure relief valve in operation, and know that I will feel better and less prone to walking away after some sleep and a meal.
I really appreciate the support and well-wishes, Kiddies. If I still had a heart, I'd be all misty right now.