And if I'm not dead from this cold or whatever it is that I have right now, I'm down for hanging with you guys at DP. Give me a call (if you don't have my number, let me know).
Surreal. I never have any good dreams. Last night I dreamt that I was driving along without any idea where I was going. It wasn't very dramatic. Just a desert landscape by night. Then I woke up and had to go pick up a couple of sandblasted wheel cores for this WWII-era Jeep my dad's putting together in the garage. Fabulous day. Next up: resume spamming!
Yee-haw.
I registered Liante as my username on rpg.net, although I'm probably going to be lurking for a while to get a better feel for the community before I try posting much.
(And having work pirated on Limewire is perversely cool. I wish people liked my stuff enough to steal it. I will, however, never download stuff from those networks because they're all riddled with viruses and other nasty things these days.)
My dungeons exist solely for my amusement. Also I do them in pencil on graph paper and my scanner is teh not-so-good. So, alas, that day will be a long time in coming.
One of these days (well, okay, one of these weekends) I will sit down and write a Side Trek-type mini-module and post that somewhere. Then you can steal it for the, oh, 10 cents or so it might net on a PDF 'publication.'
Sweet. I have my daughter Saturday night, but i might be able to hook up a babysitter. I know Jesse would love to hang out with you guys again...as would i.
Yeah, i have a huge crush on her too
She kissed Jesse a few times when we were there.....sometimes i really wish i was a girl. Then i could really get away with anything.
Oh yeah, I know all about the Devils point, until I get my pay check next week I've got about 18 bucks to live on. I'll send you my digits. give me a call if you're going.
I used to laugh when people would say that, but damn if working at night clubs didnt get me all kinds of attention, it was weird. Im just not used to that.
I'm having great fun reading through all the threads about horrible GMs, bonehead players, least spectacular PC deaths and so forth over at rpg.net... but I need to bug you for a translation note, as my Geekerese skills are failing me:
What's a "Mary Sue"? I've seen this term pop up a couple of times now, and the context just isn't giving me enough to figure out the meaning.
I've gotta say, I have actually had the amazing good luck to never encounter a Mary Sue in my roleplaying career. Well, apart from one shortlived GM's talking ferret. He didn't really last long in our campaign.
"Little Ellen dies of the croup because her mother has neglected to get her shoe repaired" sounds like a pretty good end for one, though.
And if I'm not dead from this cold or whatever it is that I have right now, I'm down for hanging with you guys at DP. Give me a call (if you don't have my number, let me know).