If only i can buy it directly through steam and not grey market. Shit is expensive from where i am. Bought it anyway though and yeay, my unit has bad shoulder button and the trackpad rattles on the left side. Bad luck i guess, seems like those two problem is common.
The problem with grey market is the warranty. Cant send it back to steam. Otherwise ill exchange it right away. Need to send to seller and repair it. Cant even exchange it. Had to send my deck three times before i call quit and sold it.
Maybe in future ill buy it again and see how’s the build quality. In the mean time ill just remote play my ps5 with my switch.
My steam deck gets so much more play in the summer. My home office and desktop are in the hottest room in my house (because I’m dumb), so being able to hang out on the couch in my cool living room playing Fallout 1 has been a godsend
I’ve been getting aarp stuff since I was in my early twenties. I guess I deserve it though. I signed a bunch of my friends up to get a free box of depends.
Oh for sure, but I do wonder long they’ll drag out the “missing” narrative.
Eventually they’ll have to acknowledge he’s dead so they can appoint his successor.
They’re probably still arguing over whether they’re going to blame Israel or The US.
It’s happening to me this year and I feel it. I’m going to be an old fart that I said I never wanted to be. Wish I owned a lawn to yell at kids to get off of, guess I’ll just have to settle with being grumpy in the hallway of my rental whenever I cross paths with another human.
I work in a school. I laugh and joke a lot with the teens. Sometimes I forget I’m not one of them and I’m 40. I’m just as immature as them, just more experienced. A lot of my coworkers forget what it was like to be a kid and how boring most of us are. School sucks, remember?
It’s happening to me this year and I feel it. I’m going to be an old fart that I said I never wanted to be. Wish I owned a lawn to yell at kids to get off of, guess I’ll just have to settle with being grumpy in the hallway of my rental whenever I cross paths with another human.
i crossed that threshold a little 2 years ago and both my eye sight and hearing immediately started calling it quits once i hit 40. i always thought that being a stereotypical broke ass millennial would keep me young so long as i didn’t have a lawn or medicare to obsess over, but it’s clear that it’s not true since i’ve lost count how many times gen-z’ers misidentified me as a boomer and fellow millennials keep insisting on pushing the millennial birth year further up.
Sometimes it’s weird to look back on middle school, and the teachers who brought our generation up as young kids being told about the future. I’m an adult now, and I feel like an adult now, but in a way it feels like I’m still a part of that group of dumb and naive kids. It doesn’t feel that long ago at all. But the reality is that all of us are now pushing 40, and our time there is now wholly irrelevant, and we’re so far removed from those years that it’s fucking wild. A lot of those teachers are probably dead now.
I don’t know how to articulate what it is I’m meaning to say here. It’s just weird that we were kids so recently. I don’t feel like my life has gone by all that fast, but middle school to 40 somehow did all the same. I feel my age, and I feel as though I’ve lived to my age, but my memories don’t feel distant whatsoever. It feels like that was nine years ago.
Just like I feel like I was still living at home with my dad a few years ago, but I’ve been living in another country away from my parents for 7 years now, and my dad had been dead since last May.
Condolences for your dad. 42 here, my dad is showing his age majorly now.
Looking back I know I lived every single hour but huge leaps of time are just gone. Like, entire jobs I worked for years I have maybe a half dozen memories. On top of that our work product is gone, the company is gone, the building is gone, the entire industry is changed… it’s like it was all a dream. I definitely understand the old man looking at a city and saying, “this was all orchards”. I used to think it was a wistful phrase, but it’s also an expression of disbelief. When we were embedded it all seemed so important. But it all shuffled off with zero fanfare. It really changes how you experience life, and that’s how I “feel old”.
Your dad simultaneously saw you as the baby who slept securely in his arms, the child he saw through junior school, the teen who he tried to help steer past his own mistakes and the adult he wistfully spoke of with pride
Imagine how good he must feel to know that you remember him this way.
I lost my last grandparent this Easter. She was much younger then my other grandparents. The 3 of them would be over 120 years old now. I’m a millenial, I’m 40.
I took my kid to the doctor, and when we left she asked if we could go visit the places I grew up and went to school. Drove by my grade school but didn’t stop in, still in session. Went by my junior high and there was my science teacher, she was probably a few years from retirement.
I said hi and we talked for a bit, told her “no, not a parent, you were my teacher almost 30 years ago”, and she got a huge smile on her face and was really happy one of her students recognized her and talked with her for a while.
Made the trip worth it, but I am glad she didn’t remember me. Was a shithead kid in junior high, but I think we all kind of were at that age.
Depends who you ask, some would consider that age group to be the at the end of Gen X and some consider that the beginning of the millennial. So people in that age group can consider themselves members of both generations.
Once I heard us referred to as The Oregon Trail Generation, it has stuck with me. It’s the perfect descriptor for people born somewhere close to 1980. We were the ones to have an analog childhood and a digital adulthood.
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