The Chronicles of Kate_Sith and Novadoam: Adventures in the Wasteland

[Having recently made our way out of Vault 76, myself and darling Novadoam have been exploring the vast wastelands of Appalachia.  I have decided to chronicle our adventures here on this blog, along with postcard pictures of cool locations we visited. I shall be entitling this – The Chronicles of Kate_Sith and Novadoam. So sue me for originality.]

This is me.  Kate_Sith.  Like the Final Fantasy cat.  Not the Sith Lord.

Journal Entry #1 (03/12/2102)

Today Nova and I came across an old waterpark called Wavy Willards.  I used to love visiting waterparks when I was little. I felt kind of sad that this one, which was once so full of life and love and laughter, was now so empty and void and still.  It was overrun by ghouls and Scorched (of course) but we cleared them out – not that they won’t be back before long. We would have tested out the awesome waterslides, but the water dried up many years ago and when I tried to slide down one, the rubbery material of the butt of my vaultsuit just made me stick to the plastic.  Nova was wearing his power armour which was far too heavy to attempt any slides with. The ghouls didn’t come back while we were there – I think it was because Nova looked so scary in his armour. He’s not really scary though, he’s a big softie. And also a crack shot. He’s a one shot kill, headshot kind of guy and I’m glad he’s by my side keeping my ass safe from monsters whilst I’m rooting for junk to upgrade our C.A.M.P.

It’s a good thing there was no water or Novadoam would have sank.

Kate’s Diary – Sunday 9th December – Amazing how a little bot can bring people together

It’s amazing how a little music can truly be the therapy one needs.  Right now, I’m sat in a Discord server of only four people.  It’s our little sanctuary, a safe haven where we can come without feeling like we’re going to type anything that’s going to offend or upset anyone.  A place where we know that whenever we hear that little “gling” sound that means someone is online, it’s going to be one of four of our best friends.  We’re like the Three Musketeers and D’Artangnan.  There’s no pressure.  

I’m also part of a much larger server (also extremely cool and full of people I love dearly) and one time I bitched and complained about us not all being able to listen to music together.  The server mod made all (well one) of my dreams come true when he introduced RhythmBot into our server under a “Karaoke” voice channel (Lyke, you little genius).

I brought RhythmBot into our little server.  Two of our Musketeers and D’Artagnan (so named for his unpredictability) are currently adding a variety of songs to the playlist (Stance just added Vengaboys – fucking genius, although I’m concerned about his love for Scooter) and instantly, no matter how down any of us were (me mainly, due to having to go to work tomorrow), everything seems awesome.  Which, you know, it should be, cos it’s Christmas and that’s how it’s supposed to feel isn’t it?

I want things to be this way forever.  I never want this to end.

Kate’s Diary – Sunday 2nd December – I do believe I will be getting a visit from three ghosts

Eugh.  I slept on the sofa again last night.  Dave was snoring (even more so than usual because he went out drinking last night and left my boys to babysit me).  It was cold.  And cramped.  I’ve woken up with a stiff neck, stiff back and the temper from hell.  We were supposed to be putting our tree up today, but the way I’m feeling, the tree will be going up alright – right up Dave’s ass.

I’m not feeling Christmas this year.  Usually I’m really excited and dying to put the decorations up and play Christmas music and go Christmas shopping, but I do believe that this year I have turned into Ebenezer Scrooge.  I think it’s lack of sleep.  No matter how many days holiday I book off work, I still seem to feel constantly burnt out.

Christmas is a stressful at time at best isn’t it?  I’m so worried.  We’ve struggled with money this year so I haven’t really had the extra cash to put to one side to save up for presents and now it’s creeping up on me and I’ve bought very little.  It’s so expensive and I’ve so many people to buy for.  I’ve been losing a lot of sleep over it.  The stress has caused the meaning of Christmas to become a bit obsolete for me to be honest.  I can’t wait for it to be over, and that makes me really sad because I used to adore this time of year.

I’ve spent a lot of my time playing Red Dead Redemption with my best mate Z and Fallout 76 with my bois Nova and Noodle.  I’ve had fun.

It’s so cold outside that I made a cuppa.  Then surfed Instagram and saw my neighbour put a picture up of a cake and a cuppa.  Now I feel like my tea isn’t going to be the same because of lack of cake.

And I’m rambling.  I should go.

Retro & Quirky Kitchen Stuffs

I’m such a sucker for kitchen appliances and nik naks.  I probably change my appliances every six months at least.  I was previously over the moon with my knock-off Smeg kettle purchase, only to discover that you really do only get what you pay for and the lid kept popping open randomly.  It was a “scald someone to death at some point” accident just waiting to happen.  I knew this.  But it looked pretty.  And I thought, I know first aid.  I’ll deal with the scald whilst having a pretty kitchen appliance.  I’m an idiot.  I also just kept my hand on the lid whenever I poured the water.  Not exactly the workaround I would have liked.  Anyhow, I digress.

We popped in to Asda for some essentials and happened upon the cutest little coffee, tea and sugar set.  Not that I have an obsession for foxes or anything but I do have a cute little throw cushion and a fox shaped door stop.  They just add a bit of character to the home and I instantly wanted these.

Some may say tacky, I say “character”.

We also found a matching set of tea towels and an oven glove to complete this little set.

What does the fox say? It says “you’ve got a cute AF kitchen mate”
I can’t even.  Just adorable.

My boyfriend had never experienced the world of Dunelm before so we popped in today.  He walked around touching everything and even rushed towards one of those headless mannequin things that no one is really sure if they are used for actual embroidery and sewing purposes or if it’s just for show, randomly in a room, and isn’t meant to be used.  He yelled, “look Kate!  An apothecary thingy!”.  I face palmed and said, “I think you mean an embroidery thingy – unless you’re planning on using it to create potions?”.

You’ve all seen my kitchen, in my previous posts I’m sure.  It’s not really your usual, run of the mill style kitchen.  I went for slightly brighter than pastel, hues of blue, green and cream.  I wanted to throw pink in there too but I just couldn’t put Dave through that.  He might want to invite his friends over one day. 

I ventured for a retro theme, Smeg inspired, but you know, for poor people who can’t afford Smeg (or buy Smeg knock-offs from eBay).  All of my appliances were from the Swan Retro Collection.  Even the pans and mug-tree.  Don’t be sold by a name.  They didn’t last five minutes.  We actually only have the microwave left, everything else went in the bin after the paint flaked or got burned etc.

I’m absolutely in love with retro style which has a bit of quirkiness about it.  So I fell deeply in love with this kettle.  Yes.  I’m sad, I know this.

The retro love of my life.  In sunshine yellow, no less.

My kitchen currently lacks a sunshine yellow and we thought it would bring a nice little burst of colour into the pastel.  Plus I was mostly sold by the adorable little temperature gauge.

These kitchen-character-building-essential-appliances came in a selection of colours (green, yellow, cream and blue – no pink that I could see, sorry) and were part of a collection set which also included toasters.  Sadly, these appliances were a grand total of £40 each, which I thought fairly steep given that they are only Dunelm brand, so unfortunately, despite giving serious consideration into selling a kidney or part of my liver (to which I concluded that neither organ was in “saleable” condition), I couldn’t afford the toaster as well as the kettle and had to make a life decision on which was a bigger part of my life – tea or toast.  And I ended up with the kettle.

A darling little thing, despite being bias toward right-handed people who don’t suffer from temperature-gauges-only-being-on-side based OCD.

Kate’s Diary – Sunday 25th November – It’s getting harder and harder to relax

I’m annoyed.  I just told my Google Home to “play Anitra’s Dance”.  It’s a classical tune, by the way.  My favourite piece of music.  It always reminds me of a mischievous cat for some reason.  Google decided I didn’t know my own mind and decided to play some rap music instead by someone who didn’t sound anything like Anitra.  It was rubbish.  I told Google to “shut the fuck up”.  She said, “okay, no more yapping!”, rather too happily for my liking, the smug bitch.  I hate when technology thinks it knows better than me.  As if it knows what I should be doing or listening to in order to relax.  Well it doesn’t and so help me God, that woman will learn to know her place in this house.  Always butting in when we’re watching TV, randomly telling us the football scores, interrupting conversations, like she was ever a part of them.  We don’t even really use the bloody thing to be honest.  Maybe that’s why she’s so insistent on being part of the family.  Maybe she feels lonely.  I know the feeling.  I have lots of people check in with me every day but I still can’t help but feel alone sometimes.

I feel as if we haven’t stopped for months.  We’ve had so much going on for so long that Dave has only recently got his sleeping pattern back, which means, unfortunately for me, that he also is back to snoring his arse off every single night.  Very loudly, I might add.  Which means I’m awake for the whole night.  Unless I go and sleep on the sofa downstairs, but it’s too small for me and I end up cramped up with a dead leg.  Unpleasant.  So I’ve been struggling by with around an hour and a half sleep every night for the last month or so.  I also went to visit my sister last weekend and did a lot of driving, which also tired me out, then I went to work and blah blah, you know the score.  Basically I burnt myself out.  I couldn’t even summon the energy to stream last week.  I was trying to keep to my regular routine of work, home, tidy up, prepare for work tomorrow, sort kitties out, stream, read, bed, but there was just too many things on the to-do list and I couldn’t keep up.  If I had been a Sim, I would be getting told “Kate’s queue is full” right before breaking out the nearest mop, drawing a face on it and talking to it with a crazy look in my eye.

I spoke to one of my friends who I deem a very practical and reliable “grown up” (as I see him), and he told me I should be relaxing and taking a break and that the people around me wouldn’t see it as me letting them down.  That they would be very supportive.  And they really were.  I was thankful for it.

Friday gone was spent playing old-new games with my fake little brother in South Africa.  He always makes my brain want alcohol (I mean, even more so than usual) and I may have been a tad over-generous with my measures of gin to tonic.  I woke up feeling extremely delicate on Saturday.  But I still put my computer on and streamed a bit of Fallout 76, which I was enjoying right up until the point that my stream crashed and ended and I hadn’t even noticed and continued playing and talking to myself for a further two hours.  When I realised, I was miffed to say the least.

Today I’ve been doing grown up things, like buying kettles and those things you put your tea, coffee and sugar in.  I’m a great lover of cute and quirky and, as sad as I am, and will even admit it, I sat looking at them for ages after putting them on the kitchen bench.  It inspired me to do some more housework and make my house nice and cosy so I could cuddle up with my cat and watch some more episodes of ‘The Last Kingdom’ before reading then bed.

Usually I play games on a Sunday.  Or I hang out with my best friend.  Wednesdays and half Sundays are usually our days.  Instead, tonight I decided to focus solely on trying to relax and unwind so maybe I sleep tonight and maybe I will be good for something in the morning.  My house is tidy and cosy, I lit the tealights, decided to blog and vent and I’m sat in my PJ’s all snug with my Bug (my cat – he’s called Bug – after the main protagonist from the movie ‘My Soul to Take’ – cos that guy always got ganged up on and bullied, and so does my cat – I realise this sounds utterly mental).

I guess I was feeling mostly okay but right now I just sort of feel a bit lonely.  I’ve been asked by my friends to come play Fallout with them and I know my other great darling of a friend G would suggest I hang out in Discord or something but I just mostly don’t really know where to put myself.  I feel a little empty.  Like a part of me is missing.  I should probably go give my head a shake, make a cup of green tea and think of something worthwhile to actually blog about…

Getting rid of the pasty or jaundiced look – The Body Shop: Drops of Youth Skincare Review

I have stated in the past previously that I am not very good at being a “girl”. Basically, anything involving hair, make-up, clothing, or generally look good or in any way, shape or form, “like a girl”, I suck royally at. I’ve never been one for spending a fortune on expensive make up and my entire wardrobe consists of cool t-shirts I’ve found in Primark (on sale, cos I’m tight) or bought from Game.

My mum took me shopping as a belated birthday present and we went into an expensive make-up shop, looked at a couple of lipsticks, decided that we needed both our kidneys and that £30 for a lipstick was more or less verging on outrageous and walked over the road to The Body Shop instead.

I won’t lie, I don’t usually shop in The Body Shop and any items I own from that store were bought as Christmas/birthday presents for me from my mum usually. I was quite surprised at the prices of some of the things on sale to be honest. I sniffed the various body butters and had a nice blueberry one in my hand as I walked over to the till, before deciding that £8.50 was a bit much for a body butter that I’d most likely put in the bathroom cupboard and forget I even owned let alone used, so I put it back.

Having mentioned to my mum that I actually really needed a decent moisturiser for my combination (shit) skin, she suggested the vitamin E products that the store had. We looked at a few of them and I picked one up and read the label. Nothing in particular jumped out at me and it was pricey at around £11 but I figured what the hell, it’s something I need and use on a daily basis and the “amazing” moisturiser I bought from Amazon turned out to be absolutely useless and actually made my skin worse. That’s what I get for paying £3 for “amazing”, I guess.

As I continued perusing the moisturisers, I happened upon one of the store clerks showing a customer a solution in a green glass bottle and telling her how amazing the product was. I’m a sucker for packaging and the range reminded me of old fashioned Victorian or Wild West snake oil type tinctures. The range was called “Drops of Youth” and my mum had seen me looking at it and came over to tell me it was supposed to be “out of this world, fantastic”. She did look at me and say “I’m not sure you’ll wake up looking twenty years younger though…” – thanks Mum.

There was a set on offer for £38 which included a moisturising serum and a sleeping mask. I wasn’t overly convinced but given that the serum alone was £33 (I nearly died when I saw the price tag), I splashed out, since it was my birthday money off my mum. I was sceptical but had nothing to lose. Except £38…

I got home, stripped what tiny little make-up I had on (light powder and mascara), off my face, cleansed and applied the serum. My skin instantly, I kid you not, felt cooler and healthier. It went on a little tackily and the pipette applier didn’t work, but a tiny drop went really far and I hardly used anything at all and still got full coverage.

When it dried, my skin felt lovely and smooth and oh my goodness, the smell. It smells so fresh and clean and lovely.

Just before bed I applied the “Bouncy Sleeping Mask” cream, which again, a little went a long long way and gave my skin another little “feel-good” boost of coolness. And I went to sleep.

Woke up this morning and looked in the mirror. I wasn’t expecting miracles but I wasn’t disappointed either. Whilst my skin was back to its usual oily self first thing on a morning, my pores looked small to non-existent and my skin was healthy-looking and didn’t look my usual tired and pasty. And boy was it smooth and soft.

I showered and used a face cleanser and then reapplied the serum before putting my usual light powder and mascara on. My skin looks healthy and perky and is even a different colour (a healthy colour, less like my usual Gothic or jaundiced look), not to mention the fact that the powder on my face, which is usually rubbed off by 9am due to my incessant sighing into my hands at work, is still on. Colour me impressed.

Finish this lovely skincare set with a candy cane scented hand cream and life is pretty damn good right now.

The Drops of Youth range has quite a lot of products in it so you’re spoilt for choice, but it is extremely pricey for tight-arses like myself, with most of the products being a minimum of £20. Works like a charm but puts a hole in your wallet.

Streamer Spotlight – MrDartsBroadcast

This week’s spotlight focuses on a relatively new streamer, who has amassed a butt-load of followers in only 5 months and plays a variety of games, including State of Decay 2, Forza Horizon 4, Call of Duty and Dead by Daylight.

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MrDartsBroadcast, a.k.a The Gentleman Gamer, who minds his p’s and q’s, says please, thank you, never swears and keeps innuendo to a minimum is a really great streamer who constantly interacts with chat and makes everyone feel at home.  MrDart is very much a father figure to his community, taking everyone under his wing.  He further expands this love by adding “I’ll be your Dad” to his sub perks (sign me up!).  His streams are always interesting to watch because of the variety of games he plays.  MrDart is a big fan of State of Decay 2 (the developers love him too) and has some mad skills at the game, constantly taking part in new challenges.  He also plays Forza Horizon 4, taking us around the beautiful scenery of that game, as well as playing the odd round of Fortnite with two of the much-loved, younger members of his community, who are also dear friends to me, duo TallGuy and RemotelyPeachy.  These three people really bounce off each other and are really entertaining to watch when multiplaying.

We are often treated to a Red Room session in which MrDart cracks open a G&T, lays down his gentleman mask and has a good sesh whilst playing Dead by Daylight.  The rules are forgotten when these evenings occur we find that swearing and NSFW doesn’t result in a disapproving look from the man himself, who is too busy kicking ass in the game.

This guy is definitely one to watch, really puts the focus in, especially since he also has a real-life job too so deserves every follow he gets.