No, no, no. Not "alright". "ALL RIGHT". The former is NOT A WORD.
I've been working on this. Hosted on Annieverse because Thonky doesn't allow PHP. Sometimes mouse clicking is funky for some reason.
I never seem to keep interest in anything for long, even something that was as intense as my Annie craziness. I still love her music, but I'm not the crazy fan I once was.
I'm neglecting my fan site and everything.
I'm pretty bummed about it, really. I hope when her next album comes out my interest will be renewed, like so many library books.
But anyway.
MollyMolly sent me this!
Surely you can't be serious! I am serious.
You know the rest.
I've had a couple of dreams in which I was Link from Legend of Zelda. In the first, I was in Wind Waker, fighting the Helmaroc King atop the Forsaken Fortress. After I killed the bird, I realized I was holding the Master Sword in my right hand, when OH NO Link is left-handed! Only a true nerd would worry about that in a dream, for goodness' sake.
There was another part that looked like a side-scrolling fighting game. My character (not Link) was fighting this huge, stomping, reptilian leg, and had to defeat it before the world (or city, or something) was destroyed. I kept losing, watching all matter around me solidify, crushing me.
Last night I had kind of an odd dream that started off in a very rocky, mountainous area. I was adult Link from Ocarina of Time. I looked like the drawings of Link in the manual, i.e. a cartoon. There was a sequence in which I was running and jumping many miles into the air, then bringing the Master Sword down onto the mountaintops and splitting them in half (kind of like Frog does in Chrono Trigger), opening the way.
Then at a later point something real bad happened to me/Link. He was zapped and held prisoner by some kind of beam. The people in the part after that were trying to find out how to rescue him, I think. I don't remember the later part much.
My new therapist suggested I write down my dreams. I'd like to, but I can't be bothered to pick up my journal and pen when I wake up.
I've been working on this. Hosted on Annieverse because Thonky doesn't allow PHP. Sometimes mouse clicking is funky for some reason.
I never seem to keep interest in anything for long, even something that was as intense as my Annie craziness. I still love her music, but I'm not the crazy fan I once was.
But anyway.
MollyMolly sent me this!
Surely you can't be serious! I am serious.
You know the rest.
I've had a couple of dreams in which I was Link from Legend of Zelda. In the first, I was in Wind Waker, fighting the Helmaroc King atop the Forsaken Fortress. After I killed the bird, I realized I was holding the Master Sword in my right hand, when OH NO Link is left-handed! Only a true nerd would worry about that in a dream, for goodness' sake.
There was another part that looked like a side-scrolling fighting game. My character (not Link) was fighting this huge, stomping, reptilian leg, and had to defeat it before the world (or city, or something) was destroyed. I kept losing, watching all matter around me solidify, crushing me.
Last night I had kind of an odd dream that started off in a very rocky, mountainous area. I was adult Link from Ocarina of Time. I looked like the drawings of Link in the manual, i.e. a cartoon. There was a sequence in which I was running and jumping many miles into the air, then bringing the Master Sword down onto the mountaintops and splitting them in half (kind of like Frog does in Chrono Trigger), opening the way.
Then at a later point something real bad happened to me/Link. He was zapped and held prisoner by some kind of beam. The people in the part after that were trying to find out how to rescue him, I think. I don't remember the later part much.
My new therapist suggested I write down my dreams. I'd like to, but I can't be bothered to pick up my journal and pen when I wake up.
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I hope you don't have a "drinking problem" like Striker.