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You actually got your act together and put up every. single. bit. of your amassed holiday decorations inside the house the weekend after Thanksgiving. Gold star! \n\nBut that massive tangle of white LED lights has been sitting on the dining room table for days now, a visible shame. The only reason you even own outdoor lights at all is because you bought them for to decorate the tent used in your wedding reception last fall.\n\nIf you don't use these lights, you will be a terrible spouse. Obviously.\n\n[[time to break out the extension cords and the staple gun|Hey, these look really pretty!]]
You try to make a game about the external real-life activities you did that day, but all of your inner bullshit keeps sneaking in. You eventually can't even type a sentence without immediately going back and editing it, which slows you down even more. \n\nAnother verison of yourself would probably find a therapist and a prescribing psychiatrist, soon, but you spent most of a decade on couches and pills, and the amount of additional energy that merry-go-round requires feels like it'd be more harmful than helpful. Instead, you're apparently going to slowly, publicly, fall apart via interactive vignettes.\n\nYOLO.\n
You have to redo half the lights at one point, and you end up needing a new extension cord, and you almost staple your own hand, but once the lights are up around your stairs and door, you remember how they looked in the tent with your family and friends around you.\n\nThis will be a tradition now, this will be a thing that you do, with your spouse, in your home, each year.
<html><iframe width="1" height="1" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/x4UHNhVSrEM?autoplay=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe></html>\nYou decide it's time to listen to some Robyn because it's always time to listen to some Robyn.
You don't have time to make anything meaningful, really it's going to be difficult to finish anything at all in half an hour. You can make a little experiment though...\n\n[[make a game about your day|By sharing my existence with others, it becomes inherently more meaningful...]]\n[[figure out how to embed YouTube sounds|This whole thing is really more of a technical experiment...]]
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This project is ridiculous you're never going to finish it every time your spouse says he's proud of you for doing it you feel less and less capable of actually completing it when are you going to find the time you're already having to cram writing sessions in and you haven't even had to do this during the work week yet you're going to run out of ideas you aren't that interesting when people see this they're going to laugh every time you talk about yourself you're just giving more horrible people more ammunition to judge and dismiss you fewer and fewer people you respect talk to you anymore everyone who knows you will eventually hate and leave you.\n\n[[well that escalated quickly|I can't keep making games about how bad I am at making games, can I?]]
You have 30 minutes to do something.\n\n[[make a game|I guess I'll try to make a game about something...]]\n[[put up Xmas lights|I should finish decorating for the holidays...]]\n[[sit frozen in indecision|I haven't freaked out on myself yet today, now seems good...]]
December 2, 2012
Courtney Stanton
That concern really doesn't seem to be slowing anyone else down. \n\nBUUUUUUURN.