Road to Getting Happy
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck, it's annoying just being moderately okay. Now I'm just going to go at it with a structured approach.
How to get happy:
- I want to travel
- Requires:
- Money - I have an income of some, so depending on length of trip, I could go within a month
- Someone to travel with - I want to travel with friends, but fuck - either I have the wrong type of friends or there is something wrong with me so people don't want to travel with me. Or maybe I'm just not being enough upfront about it
- Solutions:
- Travel alone - I'm still quite shy and can't just approach people so it'd be for just looking at touristy things and enjoying another country/city. Doable? Definitely, but I think it'll take some serious lack of response from my friends before I can consider this. Maybe it's just about trying it and see if it's me. It's just a weekish of my time and some money and I'd learnt something about myself.
- Get different friends/more friends/be more upfront and sincere about travelling with someone. Different/more friends is usually only possible when having something in common. To have something in common, I'd have to go out of my way to do certain things, such as organized sports or other similar things. I've already decided to do this when I am more fit. It can also come with a job, see elsewhere in this post. Be more upfront can be to not only put it on Facebook but also ask people upfront, but the fact of the matter is that the closest of my friends don't want to.
- Travel to visit friends. I am already doing this, but many of my online friends live across huge oceans, which makes it a very costly affair as well as one that have to be planned quite well in order to make the most out of it.
- Solutions:
- Requires:
- I want to do things while socializing with my friends
- Requires:
- Friends who want to do something - None I know are as impulsive as me, so everything seems to have to be planned. The fact of the matter, though, is that not many of my friends want to move outside of their comfort zone or do something new or different. Going to a restaurant or the cinema requires a lot of factors and it fucking sucks that it's pretty much impossible to get anyone to do it. This is, however, from gouging interest on Facebook. Next time I'd try texting people. When they do go out, it's to get drunk and be in places with loud music where socializing IS impossible, unless you have your physical appearance speaking for you.
- Solutions:
- Get different friends/more friends/be more upfront - see above.
- Do things alone - see above. Many people consider eating in a restaurant or going to the cinema declaring "social bankruptcy". Apparently I still do care what people think.
- Solutions:
- Friends who want to do something - None I know are as impulsive as me, so everything seems to have to be planned. The fact of the matter, though, is that not many of my friends want to move outside of their comfort zone or do something new or different. Going to a restaurant or the cinema requires a lot of factors and it fucking sucks that it's pretty much impossible to get anyone to do it. This is, however, from gouging interest on Facebook. Next time I'd try texting people. When they do go out, it's to get drunk and be in places with loud music where socializing IS impossible, unless you have your physical appearance speaking for you.
- Requires:
- I want to write stories and generally create
- Requires:
- Motivation - There are times where I just want to sit down and write, but actually doing it takes so much effort it's intense. Why I have no idea, but it certainly requires the right mindset and, since I am a perfectionist, just a few sentences that sound wrong in my head, I'd ditch it.
- Solutions:
- Get a job or feel needed somehow. Motivation comes from self-worth and self-worth comes from feeling you are worth something. Not having a job, girlfriend or friends who seem to care for you can remove any of this. I do my best to keep myself on top, but certain actions or lack there of have a tendency to bring my carefully crafted house of cards tumbling down
- Ask friends to request stories. I'm a people pleaser and there is nothing I love more than to actually write FOR someone.
- Solutions:
- Motivation - There are times where I just want to sit down and write, but actually doing it takes so much effort it's intense. Why I have no idea, but it certainly requires the right mindset and, since I am a perfectionist, just a few sentences that sound wrong in my head, I'd ditch it.
- Requires:
Anyone out there who have some solid advice?
At the End of my Robe – Where to Go?
Ah yes. Unemployment. I told myself I'd be quickly in a new job. Or rather, I told myself that I will be working, hopefully in my own company but alas, things never go the way I want them to. Never. I can't remember once where something actually worked out for me. I might be cynical. In fact, I know I am - since I am writing this in a terrible mood. Okay, the things that do go well, rarely last very long.
So, what's wrong now? Let's start somewhere; jobs. I don't want to be stuck in a job I hate, so I'm quite picky when it comes to job so I start looking.. except, there is essentially nothing and the ones there are, wait for it, expect a huge amount of experience or to be experienced in some odd system. I apply anyway, but it's really enough to kill any mood or hope for quickly coming into a new job.
And to just kill it all, I lack any kind of motivation and energy. I just wake up, sit and watch shows or go on reddit. Sometimes I can get myself to do something else, like cleaning or playing a game. I don't want to sleep, because - what the hell is the point. But when I sleep, I just want to keep sleeping. Yes, I know - this is essentially what depression is but I am really trying my best to get out of it. They say to do something you really burn for, but what is there? I like making website, so I've made a few but received no feedback/help from friends. I like writing, but it's hard to do with no motivation and, again, rarely any feedback/help from friends. I like playing, which puts me out of the funk for awhile but then I just get back into it when I quit. I could socialize but I feel as if I just hate people more when in this state and I don't want to do something I don't feel like and the stuff I do feel like, I can't get any people in on.
I just don't know any more.
Drupal 7: Making an “advanced” event with Ubercart
I had a very specific site I had to built for a client, one that seems to never have been done before, what from me googling myself to death and asking on drupal.org.
Essentially, what they wanted was a system where members can buy a ticket + opt in or out of eating, getting t-shirts and what have you. You'd think this was fairly straightforward, but I found that it was, in the end, quite difficult. I'd tried several approaches and all of them just seemed to fall short.
What they wanted:
- Ticket selling with extra products, such as eating, t-shirts (So must make use of attributes)
- A way to pull out a "list" containing what everyone bought (This could not be done with Signup, as they wanted the possibility to come with several guests if they chose)
- A way to gather additional information, such as what kind of accomendation people required (again, just attributes - webform would have been amazing at this point. I might try and do it again with webform to see if it is possible at all, but at the time I was doing this, the ubercart integration was very basic and not easy to use as a not so tech-savvy person)
- Full calendar system (basic stuff)
- blahblah
This is not meant as a huge tutorial, but rather just to write out how it can be done. If necessary, I could do a step by step tutorial.
What I did was to create a new content type as well as a new product type. I called these "Events" and "Event Products". I set up the event content type with the usual stuff, such as date, description and image. Event Products I just left alone as we didn't need anything except perhaps some attributes later on.
Using Views, I made a table consisting of the event product type with the possibility to add to cart. I then attached this to the content type through Viewfield, a module that let's you attach a specific view. As I wanted to make this site as easy as possible to use, I set it to give a default value. You can expand on this with taxonomy categories and contexual filter if necessary.
To pull out the list, I set up yet another table, using the "ordered products" field as well as grouping, so the entire order and orderer only shows up once.
Finding Gaming News in the Whole Wide Web
Finding news is relatively easy - just go to a news website or turn on the telly, if you have such an atrocity. But finding news that actually matter to you can be a bit of a problem, especially if you've never really felt "in touch" with the industry as a whole. This blog will be about finding news about your favourite games from the world wide web.
Here are the sites/tools I use:
Yes, that's it.
How can this be it, you ask?
The trick here is to figure out just what the hell is interesting to me and, maybe, the viewers. Well, I know that I enjoy certain genres, such as FPS, action, strategy, RPG. I also know I only play on PC, so that is my "market" right there. From having played games, I know who the big players are. Names like Bioware, Infinity Ward, Treyarch, Blizzard are pretty much well known studios. If you're still unsure what exactly is going on in the gaming world, check out VG Releases. It's a bit of a bloated site, but it's good for finding out about new games.
Despite the massive amount of money publishers toss at marketing - today's marketing is actually going on on social media (free!). Not a lot of news comes from the publishers, but rather the developers themselves. The trick, however, is trying to figure out who exactly you should put your ear to, to catch early details on new games, patches, expansions - well before the huge media sites even pick up on it!
You can follow these companies on twitter and facebook. But, usually, these accounts are run by community managers, who answer to both the publisher as well as the developer. That means they will, most likely, only release information that's already readily available from a press conference or they will just try to be a part of the community by sharing fanmade stuff. Not exactly the best way to figure something out about an upcoming game.
Here comes the tricky part. It is quite hard to write this out, as it differs from company to company. But sometimes you can get lucky by just searching for the company's name on Twitter and suddenly you might find someone who's description says they work at studio X. Go in, see if he's written something interesting about a game or if it's just about his genitals or private life. If it's a gold mine, add him. Next, check out who he is following. Odds are that he is following other members of his team. Check their job description, game designers will usually talk about balance, gameplay elements and such. Graphic artists about art style, sound engineers about sound and so on. Some of the tweets from these guys could also include names for other people working at the same studio, so keep a watchful eye. After having done this, check your "suggestions" as well, as they look into similarities in the people you follow and find new ones based on that. Eventually, you'll have a huge network of "informants" and you're ready to play a journalist.
When I have the time for it, my usual "picking up of news" consist of this:
Going around with my normal every day whatevers, I have Tweetdeck (gives me a nice overlay with new updates) open. On this, I have my Facebook and Twitter account, where I've followed several people inside the industry (they're often more reliable to spill some information than an official developer page/account). Every now and then, a developer tosses out some information while he is working away on the game he loves. It's human nature to want to share your accomplishments with people, so it should, eventually happen.
Once I feel that I have enough information or see some sort of breaking news, I will research it a bit more. For this, I make use of wikipedia, where, usually, all the well known informations regarding the game is. This will give me a bit of a background story to write, such as a release date, genre (if I didn't already know this). Then write it out and there you have a newspost.
If I don't have the time for this, I check out news site I respect, such as Rock Paper Shotgun.
TrillIT
Having been "stuck" in a workplace, where there are, more often than not, nothing to do and a dwindling desire to stay at this workplace, I had decided to look into Drupal. Drupal is a relatively famous, module-based and fairly advanced CMS and I wanted to use it to make the "next generation" community site for Havoc, a small community from a guild in World of Warcraft.
I honestly can't remember why I chose Drupal, but I knew I wanted it to be a stepping stone to learn some HTML, CSS and PHP. While I had an extensive knowledge on the first 2, I've never really been able to "click" with programming/scripting. I feel I am unable to write it but can read and, in some languages, rewrite it for my own purposes. I still feel that I can't really write it from the scratch, but I've certainly gained a deeper understanding from the year long dive into Drupal. Having fiddled with it, I realized just how damn powerful this could be for any website that want to be functional and flexible rather than just be a pretty portfolio or blog. The more I dug down into it, the more amazed I was by it's modular structure and I thoroughly enjoyed playing around with it.
It wasn't until my stepdad told me that he might have someone, who is very interested in having a new website made, that an idea hatched in my brain; I could do this as a job. I am still what you can consider an amateur, "but where there is a will, there is a way". Unphased about just how huge the new "client" was, I set to provide them with just what they want, which have been a bit of a challenge. I am about 3000 km away from them and only have my stepdad as contact with them. I am well on my way and I am enjoying every bit of the way, despite the difficulties. Everything is a learning process, which just makes it even more interesting and fun. The more I explore, the more paths open up and even more opportunities for site configuration and features dawn on me. It's fun!
An idea grew on me, sparked by friends: I want to be independent. I knew that it would take some time before I found a job I enjoy, especially with today's economy and an IT industry that wants everyone to have 3+ years of experience for an entry level position. I knew that there was a market back home. My stepdad said that he has constant offers of doing various favours for money, such as fix computers, prepare them and what have you. He's a busy man and told me that he would just tell them to contact me, once I get home. Friends also started contacting me regarding making websites for them or someone they know and it suddenly dawned on me; I just might have a market. It felt like a no brainer.
It scared me at first, but also felt liberating. The fear of no constant income was, quite frankly, a bit daunting. Thankfully, however, we actually have a welfare system that makes sure you can bounce back if everything fails. I was also told that I can actually be independent while applying for jobs, which means I can get paid by the union, while searching and working with my company. I won't tire you with the politics of it, since it will most likely change a few times over the next few years, but it means I have a very last failsafe, so I won't dig myself too far down a hole.
I have the right criterias for doing this and I have the know-how, the ability, the market (apparently) and I believe this will be a trip worth taking. I will be educating myself, which can be used in the future, through jobs I know I love doing.
Say welcome to TrillIT. 
I have some things I want to do as a "company", that I think is sorely lacking from others:
Transparency. I want my prices and my methods to be as transparent as possible. I am tired of all those people trying to sell you the wrong item, just so they can get a bigger bonus or ludicrious support prices. I am one person, I only have one mouth to feed so as long as I can break even, I am quite happy. Fuck, if there is enough work, I might even become a badass boss. Who knows.
Brutal honesty. This is one that has been rough for me in other companies, because you are constantly told to make a "pretty" truth, to cover the company's ass. In my sales techniques, I've never made use of this and I've always received praise for it from costumers. If a customer wants to buy an expensive product, they deserve to know the pros and cons of it before deciding. Selling more or selling specific products to earn more should not be on the agenda at all. Just happy customers who've been told it how it is and received what they were told. This will also be apparent in anything I will take in for repairs or offer support on.
Reliability and flexibility. As a one man company with "no home", I'd want to be constantly available so the customer and I won't be further away than a phonecall. I'd also want my "opening hours" to be outside of normal work hours, so they can pick up or come by when they're actually off of work instead of afterwords. As a nightperson, this suites me very well and also means I can offer that extra edge of support. I only also have myself to answer to and I put a high standard on anything I do or offer.
As you can see, I've had plenty of time to think this all through.
Next step: Coming home.
Dear Diary – Chapter 30
Dear diary,
I.. hm.. well, I left you off at me prostituting myself to a reasonably powerful woman and I enjoyed it. I still enjoy it, I am still doing it and I don't have any interest in stopping. I feel satisfied, sexually - but I am missing a connection emotionally. Not that I ever expected that she could fulfill such a role, but I do miss the tenderness I received from Malene back "in the days".
The "adventures" with her, .. Sheila, as we are to call her, have been pretty adventurous, to say the last. Let me explain just how an average week works out:
Monday to Friday I go to school, but Monday, Wednesday and Friday she tells me to come over immediately after. That is, to her office. During the 1-3 hours I'm there, she's locked the door, we're playing and generally walking around naked - it is essentially an office of lust at this point. Sometimes she has to answer the phone or do something urgently and I am encouraged to continue our "session", or if it drags out, either act as a secretary (she gave me a brief introduction to it, just so I can pass off as it if it came to that) or do homework. The latter 2 becomes increasingly hard, mainly because my mindset is instantly turned into sex freak as soon as I arrive and she loves it. I am all out dominating, which makes for interesting phone conversation (granted, this is only when she gives me the get go to "interrupt"). A lot of toys get used every time and I've even had to replace several, as they just wore down - which is insane, I've never thought that could happen.
But, a few weeks ago, she suddenly had to go out of town for a lot of meetings over the weekend. She asked me to come with as a secretary, with a wink on her face and a smirk, but I wasn't sure if I could spend an entire weekend with someone I barely know (except I know her body almost perfectly - what felt good and what didn't, which I suppose is my job now). I tried to shrug it off with excuses that she would be in meetings all the time and that I wouldn't have anything to do but somehow got me convinced by using the words "Come on, it'll be fun.".. yeah, fun it was.
I had packed my bags, given a convenient lie to Malene, who I barely saw anyway and went with her. The car ride there, in her pretty BMW, was pretty much silent. We've never had the chance to small talk, other than dirty talk or to discuss the arrangement of our "deal". During this ride, I immediately regretted going and knew that this would be the most awkward weekend in my life. I blamed myself, mostly, being terrible at small talk - but someone I knew so intimately and yet rarely knew is a very .. special social encounter. I had little interest in her work, though I admired her since she is essentially the wheel that keeps the business turning, she is pretty, can stand on her own damn legs and has an amazing body for her age (late 30s).
As we rolled up to our destination, I realized I hadn't really asked the important question: Where. That where turned out to be the most prestigious, luxury hotel in the entire country. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention she had given me several business suits, much like hers, to wear at such occasions - but I could not feel more out of place anywhere than right there, as we stood in the reception, checking in. I held my bags, while trying to look as small as possible, as fat business men looked at me in my tight skirt as she checked in. A loud ding pulled me back to the real world as a man asked to take my bags. Reluctantly, I gave them over, thinking they were my last defense in a society run by the richest and horniest of them all. In the elevator, the deafening silence made me make up my mind and come clean about this to her, I know she is reasonable so I figured she'd be able to see it from my point of view. But, as we entered the hotel room, I was hit in the face with just what kind of luxury money can buy.
Thinking back, I probably decided to "abuse" this opportunity, but all I merely did was do what Sheila wanted me to do; enjoy myself as well as take care of her. I got paid a lot of money for this weekend as well as felt luxury close to my body. I do not come from poor qualms, but having a Jacuzzi, sauna, huge shower, huge TV with what-have-you extras, huge bed, huge room, the best kind of food a phone call away and the best view I have ever seen is .. relatively memorable, to say the least. I barely moved outside of the room.
Sheila had to go to a meeting as she arrived, to introduce herself and make sure everyone is here she said, and asked me to go with her. I wasn't sure - I was still extremely shy and didn't really know the agenda that usually happens at such meetings, but she took my hand, gave me a tender, lustful kiss and I followed blindly. The meeting was with some of the guys I saw down in the reception. Sheila and I were the only females there and I immediately felt that everyone was looking at both me and her. I was later told that there isn't much of a professional routine during the introduction meeting, so she usually got a glimpse of just how male dominated and perverted the big suits are, which made her quite happy that she finally had somehow to get these frustrations out with me being there. She also indulged that several of them had tried to get her drunk and sleep with them and had generally received the idea that most of them think that a woman should be in the kitchen or on their dicks.
All of them were from very very big companies and the meeting was apparently about a new law that would change a few things for them. The proper meeting itself would start Saturday morning, which meant Sheila and I had the rest of the day off. This being Friday evening.
Ah hell, might as well explain everything that happened this weekend, if just to relive the memories.
After getting "acquainted" with the room and all it's locations for .. fun and having studied the content of one of my bags, Sheila told me that we needed to loosen up. I agreed and said that I have felt that I don't really know you well enough to small talk or just generally chat. She nodded and agreed and said she also saw me as a friend as well as .. well, what I am. A prostitute, a lover for money. Her lover, though. I was, however, glad to hear that and smiled. I felt the same to her, which isn't hard when you spend 3 days a week with her, especially in the way we spend time together.
We ended up in the hotel's bar downstairs, downing everything the bar had while she was telling stories about the other guys she were meeting her. While I usually don't like backtalk, it was nice to hear them being knocked down a notch, so they don't seem so intimidating to me. We got very drunk very fast. Suddenly she wanted to try out some fun publicly, so we were suddenly kissing madly at one of the hotel's toilets. Thankfully, no one were there, since she was extremely loud for maybe there was just a big echo inside that huge toilet.
At around 3 in the morning, we decided to call it quits, so we slurried our way to an elevator, where we, as intoxicated as we were, kissed passionately. Suddenly, however, I noticed out of the corner of my eyes about 6 of the suits with a big grin on their face, looking at us. They were drunk, most of them, but as Sheila noticed them, she merely winked and smiled at them and kissed me again, fondling my breast. They were visibly affected by this but luckily, our elevator arrived and we hurried in before they could enter. She continued feeling me up, taking the initiative, which she rarely does except if I command it, in the elevator and eventually I found myself in the bed, exhausted, drunk, dizzy yet smiling with Sheila snoring next to me.
Next day, she had a hangover. I was more lucky. But, she then remembered what happened and started to become unlike something I have ever seen in her before; she became uncertain and almost panicked. The woman who is so constantly in control was struck by uncertainty about how her "unprofessional actions" could change her career in the meeting. I hoped she was just speaking out loud because I had absolutely no idea how to help her out in this. I hugged her, however, and gave her a reassuring kiss, like a girlfriend would, rather than a lover. She cooled down a bit, kissed me back and went to the meeting after a quickie in the shower.
Thankfully, according to her, the meeting went professionally. No one questioned her power, but she could feel that everybody there knew her .. tendencies. The uncertainty this gave made her feel powerless and she wasn't sure if it'd stay with them or move around and eventually come back to her own company.
But, here is the amazing thing about Sheila. She only thinks about it a few times before knowing she can't do anything right now. She doesn't break down due to uncertainty, but rather keeps on going until she is forced to stop. I admire that. Oh, I admire that. I wish I could be like that but this just shows how she became so successful and I am fairly certain it took a lot of sacrifice to arrive where she is at. Essentially, this was once I realized that I was very fascinated, even cared for this woman. She was the direct opposite of Malene, didn't need help to stand up, took what she wanted and pushed herself to reach her goals. I didn't need to support her, but granted, we didn't have the emotional connection - this is purely me whoring myself out to her. And getting paid for it. I started to feel bad about getting paid for something I'd do if she asked, at this point. I enjoyed it just as much as she did, I didn't see it as a job and she is my only client.
Saturday went with sex. A lot of sex. Everywhere. Again. It was relaxing and fun. She told me to dominate her completely so she didn't have to think about anything else than please her "mistress", as she called me in those situations. Roomservice was ordered and we ate it while sitting in the jacuzzi, watching TV. It was intense, amazing. I wanted to tell her about my predicaments, but I didn't want to stop this "dream", I was having. This was even better than the best sexual dream I've had. We went at it until we fell asleep in each others arms.
We had to be out reasonably early the next day, so there wasn't a lot of anything, except cleaning my "baggage" and packing. Sheila was mostly quiet, but pinched me every now and then for fun with a wink and a smile. I told myself that I would tell her when we were in the car. And I did. On the way back, I breathed in and told her everything I have been thinking about; regarding her paying me for something I'd do free, telling her that if she needed any sort of emotional help, I'd be there and just .. I dunno. I couldn't stop talking and eventually she pulled over and stopped the car and said: "Look, you're not exactly 18, are you?" I didn't know what to respond to this, other than blush and feel like the most guilty person in the world. She, thankfully, continued "I know that, you're doing school work not exactly at an 18 plus level. But," I had to look away at this point, because I could feel on her that she was emotional - not the calculated genius on two long, pretty legs she usually is. This weekend tore a lot on her and here I am, blabbering teenage shit at her - when I could have just had a regular conversation about this "job". "I think I need to pay you, to cover up my guilt about sleeping with someone who isn't over 18. I know it's not illegal here, but there is a reason I wanted it as distant as possible." She sighed. "But I've taken a liking to you." I looked back at her. She had tears in her eyes. I only muttered "likewise". She sniffled up, took a deep breath and then said in her professional, calculated voice: "I will stop paying you out of my personal pocket, but still keep you on the company's, if that is alright - you'll be paid overtime for accompanying me here, of course. I will keep inviting you to the office when I am able, but other than that, I think you are very welcome in my home." She ended with my name, said very softly. It made my heart beat faster. I think this is the start of our relationship. I nodded.
As I said, this had been a few weeks ago. In this time, quite a few things have been happening. The kiss she shared with me did hit her, as one of the guys attending the meeting contacted her about him "keeping quiet". Sheila, however, have been able to get dirt on all of the ones who saw us, and told him this. She told me later, in confidence, that the dirt on that guy was after a "business" trip to Thailand, he'd been seen with a less than legal prostitute. I still visit her at the office, mainly sex, though the days have been more irregular, since she is the one calling me when she have some time available. This weekend, she asked me if I wanted to get a tour of her house. I happily accepted.
Till next time, dear diary.
Aquaria Review
There are very few games that have drawn me in so quickly as Aquaria did and looking at it, I can’t say anything to that other than it is beyond charming and an exceptionally beautiful ride in a gorgeous world of emotions, song, loneliness and adventure.
At first glance, this indie title seemed a bit technical backwards and limited but that was a short lived thought, as the music, the story, the atmosphere of the ocean, the sounds, the wild life and everything gets together and just brings you into this magical game that can best be described as a mixture between a platform game and Ecco the Dolphin. It is very unique in it’s execution as well, providing an interesting control setup which I have never seen before, which really enhances the beauty of the game, through the slick - yet simple - animations.
Throughout the game, you explore Naija’s travels through figuring out life’s questions, as to why she is, figuring new sides of herself while exploring the ancient and beautiful ocean, defeating it’s more hostile creatures and solving puzzles.
It’s a very long game, especially if you want to figure out all the secrets of the world of Aquaria. I pretty much tried to go straight through it but was often interrupted by the beautiful, awe-inspiring graphics and a sense of exploration. I wanted to explore more, I wanted to see the end of Naija’s journeys and it did not disappoint one bit.
One of it’s very few weakpoints are, however, the very difficult bosses which are enhanced in difficulty as the save points in the game are very far inbetween, meaning a death could mean a lot of backtracking. But the boss fights are unique, interesting and the sense of constant danger in these waters just adds to the lonely atmosphere of the game.
I give it a hearty recommendation to those who appreciate a great story with an amazing and unique presentation, which will haunt you for a very long time. Aquaria is yet another one of those indie games that should be praised as being intuitive, even despite it’s humble engine, which understands the limitations of the small crew and even shines through it.
Pick this up, even if just to support the development of such games that dares to try.