Thursday, July 12, 2018
So, you know how this is supposed to be a reading journal? Well, it’s Thursday and I haven’t read anything since Saturday. I’m not surprised at all. I went to my mom’s house which ended with me buying a PS4 Pro, then on Sunday, I went to the beach with a coworker and her friends and family. It was a lot of fun and I got sunburnt.
The days this week have been going by like molasses to me. The heat wave of the summer has finally hit and I’m just exhausted. In between keeping caught up with Big Brother, playing with my PS4, and trying to get some sleep, I haven’t carved any time out for reading. At all. If I’m being honest, this is more like a normal week. The days go by slow and the week is over before I know it.
Even now as I’m writing this, I’m playing The Last of Us Remastered. My attention span is incredibly short, which is why reading is difficult for me. I wish it wasn’t that way. I wish I could read as much as Caidyn, but it’s not the way my mind works.
For the record, I did DNF Becoming a Visible Man by Jamison Green. I only DNF a book when the thought of reading it just sounds like a chore. Unfortunately, that was the case here, but Caidyn and I should have a pretty interesting review coming up soon because he has a completely different experience as a transman than I do as a ciswoman.
Saturday, July 14, 2018
So, it’s the end of my week and I still haven’t read at all, but I’d like to talk about something else. Call of Duty. Now, considering this is supposed to be a reading journal (oops), one might find this subject odd. Honestly, I’m playing Call of Duty for the first time on my own and what’s the point of having a journal when I don’t write about what I’m doing. Let me clear though, I suck at this game. I always die from grenades, it takes me multiple times to figure out what my mission is because I don’t look at the mission objectives and my aim is fucking terrible. I am so bad at this game that I wouldn’t dream of doing any online multiplayer.
So why do I keep playing it? Well, it’s a stress reliever. I hate to say it, but shooting at nameless, faceless enemies is relaxing. I am not a violent person. I have only shot guns a few times in my life and frankly, it provided a nice relief as well. CoD isn’t the same as that is at all, but I think I understand the appeal of the franchise. CoD is not the type of game I’d normally play, but I can appreciate the relief it provides after a long week or day at work. That being said, it gets very old and repetitive really quickly.
Lately, I’ve been gravitating more toward video games for relief instead of books. Sometimes video games don’t require as much concentration. I can zone out while playing CoD or Crash Bandicoot. Or while watching tv. I think that’s why I haven’t been reading a lot lately because I just need to zone out after work. Reading is one of those things that require my full attention. Attention I don’t always have the energy to give.