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between being in turbo clean mode with purging my resources/"future projects" folders, and having a spot of KOTOR 2 nolstagia thanks to one of neotula's reblogs, i found my last KOTOR 2 loveblog text post, while playing through it for the first time.

( it's unfinished! but there's enough meat in here that i think y'all would appreciate. )

tl;dr - sudden keen need to replay it. the text post doesn't capture how much how its atmosphere stuck with me, much like Myst. some screenshots I get a visceral feeling of forbidding terror and yearning immersion, the highest compliment I can give a game.

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this might be a 'your brain is uniquely quirky' thing but every now and then i get a need to deep clean my computer (files wise). it's the anxiety, maybe? or perhaps wanting to digitally reach my hand out and grab exactly what I need, like an old project from 2019. (had to dig for a contract template that i made recently).

i'm not a data hoarder by any means -- my book/music/picture collections are carefully curated versus mass-downloaded -- but i think this is exacerbated with regular data backups ever since the middle school days (kinda get the sense a lot of people only ""delete"" files unintentionally when they have a hard drive wipe or crash). personally also like everything to be useful in some ways. if i don't see myself reading/using it for later, or if it's not a part of the art archive, out the door it goes. feel like the older i get the more dependable/accessible i want my file system to be, instead of things thrown around willy-nilly.

anyway, today was tackling my resources dump, parts of which hadn't been touched since high school. textures, stock photos, style guides, etc. also converted a shit ton of legacy skp (sketchup) files to blender files, because i also want to start building up a offline library of sketchfab environments of real historical places (some featured here in a previous post) in case if the creators take them down.

everything in its place.