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Whee. Stayed up until 2 a.m. last night playing Diablo over modem with Peter. We started new characters, but I got fed up with trying to get a sorcerer to a decent level. I left and came back in with my level 25 sorc Archaen. I then promptly forgot that your spells can frag your friends as well in D1. 20 or 30 chain lightnings later, what was left of peter's level 26 warrior was being chewed on by an acid spitter on the cave floor. A resurrection scroll later, and we spent the rest of the night hacking away in the caves with our high-level warriors. Good times.
Anyway, New year's is coming up. Reflecting upon the past year, it was actually pretty damned good. We can only hope that the next year won't royally suck ass to compensate. Or we can perform an elaborately complex and dark ritual on new year's eve to make sure it doesn't. Speaking of which, I still need two albino squirrels, 300 gallons of mountain dew, and a copy of the Necronomicon. Not to mention a copy of the game Afterlife to burn as a sacrifice.
What?
Okay, so we're just using it as an excuse to stay up all night on a caffeinated high and play RPGs. Although we still need the mountain dew.
Alright, I'd better get going. I have to be at work by 5.
Anyway, New year's is coming up. Reflecting upon the past year, it was actually pretty damned good. We can only hope that the next year won't royally suck ass to compensate. Or we can perform an elaborately complex and dark ritual on new year's eve to make sure it doesn't. Speaking of which, I still need two albino squirrels, 300 gallons of mountain dew, and a copy of the Necronomicon. Not to mention a copy of the game Afterlife to burn as a sacrifice.
What?
Okay, so we're just using it as an excuse to stay up all night on a caffeinated high and play RPGs. Although we still need the mountain dew.
Alright, I'd better get going. I have to be at work by 5.