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Tuesday, 26 November 2019

I do not like pikachu

Yesterday, I finally felt well enough to give the new Pokemon game a try, more than a week after it was delivered to me.
I don't think people realised I was too sick to play games level sick - in part as I had a game open, but never actually being played, on my computer so that when people visited things seemed more normal.
I picked the water starter and got a female, which worked out well as the androgynous form of the finally stage has a definite female vibe.  Not so bad as some previous starters (especially the fire one from X/Y and the water from Sun/Moon) that looked very female but still had the normal started gender ration of 7 males to 1 female.
And no-one cares.
Rambling about Pokemon will just make sure all the readers vanish again - which is probably a good thing.  The horrible relationship imploding brought too many readers - no-one is supposed to read this, it exits so I can feel like I have told people stuff without ever actually having to tell anyone.

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