Does anyone here T-Rex when they sleep? Because I do. And that stinks when you sleep on your wrist and wake up with this lingering ache. PTSD seems an inevitable future for all people who work with their hands but goshdarnit, the twinges stink, anyway. Wait for my fifties please, cartilage! This week’s crop feels slightly “meh,” especially since Gamersgate had unfortunate pricing accidents a few days ago. (Which was guiltily good.) P.S: I am currently obsessed with Darkest Dungeon. It rocks.