update

jet plane made of biceps!

~ Bon Steele ~ 13 Comments

Nightbane game was this past weekend. It ran kind of late (we had another game after) and His High Potentate, the GM stated that we would receive the XP in email format.

The email came in this morning.

Appropriate roleplaying – 420
Using skills – 125
Not getting angry with XX-otherplayer-XX every time he interrupted your turn – 150
Being cooperative with GM in getting the group together – 200
TOTAL – 795

*bwuahahaha* I ❤ my GM.

My home computer no longer wants the interwebs. D made some changes – I presume security – and now its suddenly unable to find the web. I spent four hours wrangling with it last night. *growl* Tres frustrating. I am pretty sure its just a setting that I need to adjust on my system – maybe WEP settings? *shrug* I have no clue.

Oh, and I cannot remember if I posted these links or not :

PowerThirst!

PowerThirst, Ad number 2

Grace!

~ Bon Steele ~ 2 Comments

Note to self…

When you are exiting the bathroom after setting up the Girl’s bathtub, please to not be ramming toes into the doorjamb. This causes us pain and general jumping about on one foot while cursing. For the record, this is in fact, NOT good role model behavior.
Also, the likelihood is that you will wake up with a little toe roughly the size and shape of a Denny’s sausage link. But instead of grease-sweated brown, it will be a lovely rotted plum color which is a whole new level of “argh!”. Again, no leaping about or cursing. That whole role model thing. The Girlie is impressionable. She has already dropped the F-bomb in front of company. Let’s keep that sort of thing for special occasions. But, I digress.
Ice is your friend. Keep the ice ON the injury. The swelling, pain and bruising will go away with the proper application of ice and some anti-inflammatory meds.

In the meantime, watch where you are walking.

Love,
~The Mgmt.

not enough pastries to save them

~ Bon Steele ~ 2 Comments

Sometimes, I hate my lab-mates. They’re loud and obnoxious at 8 freaking AM. I know its uncharitable of me but I haven’t even had a full cup of coffee and they’re shouting and chortling at top volume. Could you please STFU, already? Its too early to be that damn boisterous.

*sigh* go-go gadget-earbuds!

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Pumpkin bread. Homemade pumpkin bread. Sitting next to me. It may well save their lives.

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On my commute to work this morning – I take Anderson Mill (two lane road, tons of construction) a couple of people had a head on collision in the middle of the road. Traffic was backed up in both directions as they were taking up two lanes. It looked pretty bad from what I could see but, I didn’t linger.

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Oh, ferfuckssakes…now they’re *whistling*. DOFabDIA*

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Note to self….yay, you mailed out the majority of the cards. NOW, you must wrap, box up and ship the prezzies & cookies for those what are getting them.

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*cranky*


*die on fire after being dipped in acid