8-Bit Lair in 2020s

I guess I’ll allow comments again as long as spammers can stay away, and those with different opinions can respect that this is my journal and that I have zero tolerance for rudeness. Again, I don’t debate or argue, I just block.

The latest golf course, 8-Bit Lair, launched yesterday, and while we’re enjoying it, I really wish they’d make some changes to the loading process. Right now, every game loads at once, which really slows things down. It would be so much better if it only loaded the games we actually wanted to play. Also, I wish we could get rid of unwanted balls—they’re just clutter at this point, and some of them are either boring or flat-out ugly.

I really wish to hell I could them but I know I had a couple of dreams that made me wonder yet again about the possibility of multi-universes. I don’t remember what happened but in the dream, I was me but living a different life. I got up and peed and then the same thing happened when I fell back asleep where it was me in a different part of that moment wherever it was. That’s the best way to describe it. It just didn’t feel like a typical dream.

It’s frustrating that there’s no way to prove or disprove the multi-universe theory. In fact, I wish we could prove or disprove so many things—from God to the afterlife and beyond—but I’m realistic enough to avoid assuming anything one way or the other, unlike a lot of people. We can never be sure about anything that can’t be proven beyond a reasonable doubt.

The lack of alone time has also been getting to me again. He says it’s not about me, yet he often goes to bed early when I do, or he stays up later when I stay up late. Sometimes, he even gets up early when I’m on nights. I think he believes it’s not good for me to be alone for too long—and in some cases, that’s true. But everyone except for Tom needs a bit of space, and sometimes I just don’t feel like I get enough of it.