Just a random free-floating and chaotic vent, don't mind me. TL;DR, very first world problems.
It's a Tuesday, so I've got some self-imposed art shit today based on weekly prompts, and not only do I feel like my artistic skill in general is stagnating (if not deteriorating), but this week's prompt is either hilariously complicated to represent or aggravatingly open-ended and meaningless, all depending on interpretation.
Also half the apartment is kinda ripped up because I washed sofa cushion covers yesterday and I'm procrastinating putting them back on again... While also procrastinating doing a grocery run, or doing any of the things I should be doing to prep for the next D&D session.
Speaking of D&D, I'm kinda at a loss with one of my players who just does not have anything I can work with in her character. Her entire backstory amounts to "I scammed the wrong person and now I have to make sure we never cross paths again", which is only there because it was randomly rolled for during creation. I've approached her a couple times and made it clear that if she wants help fleshing out her character and background, she's going to have to specifically ask for it. It's her character, not mine, and I absolutely do not want to step in and start taking control of her narrative; unless she explicitly wants and asks for that. ...but nothing's been done or said, and so she still has no story and I can't come in with any of the things that I've seen would fit beautifully with the overarching world and interactions, and seem like great fits both for her character's motivation and as something she as a player would find nifty neato-keeno.
(Also the usual stuff of "I'm not doing/prepping enough, I'm not engaging all of my players enough/equally, I'm flubbing and struggling and a razor's edge away from failing as a DM etc.… But at least I do recognize that my players are having a good time so I can sorta drown that out. Sorta.)
And I've been having some weird sense of yearning today that I thought I might be able to finally convert into some actual willingness to play games, but that got womped by fixating on Machiavellian/Shadowy Manipulation/"That Which Sleeps"-type games that just led me down the old paths of how Ruinarch had a good product and then decided to absolutely self-destruct through clutter creep, and how the Shadows Behind the Throne/Forbidden Gods series also reached out towards greatness at several points before shooting itself in the foot, and how while the third installment has apparently matured into the best of the bunch I still have some resentment and ill will after having been part of the beta tests before getting absolutely sick of certain elements within the community that eventually resulted in me leaving the whole project behind.
Plus my plants are still ravaged by thrips, I still never have the energy to do anything around the house, and of course the whole "fix this body's limitations through exercise" plan is not-going about as well as one would expect.
Additionally my computer is teetering on the cliff of utter capitulation, which means I gotta wade through the morass of tech specs, price evaluations, guarantees, and of course data transfer/setup again which is always just such a beacon of joy.