My dogs love it. “OMG WE’RE WALKING FOREVER IN WEIRD PLACES LOOK AT ALL THIS NICE SHIT I CAN PEE ON OMG WE’RE STILL WALKING THIS IS AMAZING OKAY NOW CAN WE GO HOME AND LAY DOWN I’M TIRED AND SHIT!!!!”
The servers are shit.
When I try to interact with the app after walking and swinging my arm with my phone in my hand, it freezes up and I have to close and restart.
Walking to catch Pokemon is terrible for my writing brain because I’m busy thinking about Pokemon and I’m not thinking about my WIP.
and finally, the Pokemon GPS messes with the fitbit GPS so my walks aren’t logged and it doesn’t count towards my days exercised.
All in all, it’s a fun game and it’s a good way to get me out walking, especially when I’ve had a massive writing day (almost 7k words!) and I feel like being a lazy bastard. BUT I miss the time I spend with my dogs and I miss the time I spend with myself. In any case, it’s kind of fun to be part of the fun, new trendy thing.
I’ll do a proper update on my Donald Trump donation challenge in a day or two, but it’s going super well too.
It’s funny. All of the things I’ve been doing lately have been working in conjunction to get my brain real excited about writing. (well, except this pokemon nonsense). My food changes are working great with waking up early. Everything is just coming together so well.
I graduated in 99 and Weezer was so fun and cool and awesome. There’s one line from the Sweater song that pops in my head now and then. Right at the beginning, someone goes, “Life’s so rad.” Every now and then it pops into my head.
I gotta say, it’s nice for my brain to say, “Life’s so rad.” and not
In any case, I’ll be playing Pokemon when I need the extra nudge out the door and I’ll be dwelling in the jungle gym of my mind the rest of the time. Heh. Enough of my tangential chatter adventures. Time to face the day.