The trials and tribulations of a man that just wanted to play vidya gaems.
And thus 2018 comes to an end. Without a doubt, this was the longest and most complex year of my life. I lost my mother and my life was turned upside down, everything just fell apart. Venezuela continued its rapid descent into madness with each passing day; everyone just keeps Read more…
Here we are, December at last! Deck the halls with boughs of holly, t’is the season to be jolly; I wish I could say that without sarcasm. I really wish from the bottom of my heart that we could exclaim that out loud in this small corner of the world—you Read more…
Six months. It has been six whole months since the worst day of our lives took place, the tragic day when we lost the most precious and pure thing in our lives—our mom. It only dawned me that a whole half year had passed when I walked into our local Read more…
Ah, video games, an ever-stable plateau in my otherwise turbulent and unstable life. It was through them that I was able to learn the majority of the broken English that I wield today (along with bootleg Disney VHS copies and surprisingly easy to pirate cable back in the day); through Read more…
Life is complicated, it is coalesced randomness in its purest and most distilled form, it is both fair and unfair at the same time; a conciliation of warring forces and often uncontrollable circumstances that when mixed together have the power to shake down everything you know with the blink of Read more…
We’re approaching the twentieth anniversary of the rise to power of the Bolivarian Revolution. Twenty years, something that’s easy to say, but those words convey a heavy toll on every Venezuelan. I can’t believe two whole decades have come and gone like a snap, and boy let me tell ya—it’s Read more…
This past month has been quite taxing for me, both physically and mentally. From bureaucracy, depression, a little bit of anxiety with regards to the whole panorama, some personal regrets of my own, other personal life stuff (my asshole father for example), to the ever-growing hyperinflation and ongoing Venezuelan disaster, Read more…
It has been one month since my mother passed away, I still can’t believe it’s been a month already, time is certainly fleeting; while I’m glad she’s finally resting in Heaven after three long torturous years, coping with all of it hasn’t been easier for neither my brother or myself, Read more…
I don’t know how to begin writing this, I’m also writing this as I suffer through chickenpox. March 2018 was the most complex month for my mother’s health, it was also her last. Over the past days my mind has gone through the events of that last week over and Read more…
I’ve never had a ‘normal’ life—far from it rather. Back when I lived with my Father his family despised me, my mother, and eventually my brother for the unforgivable sin of existing; I was scorned and execrated by almost all of them and their supermarket empire—which in recent times became Read more…