But you still don't like to leave before the end of the movie
Band camp was atrocious. My breakfast kept coming back to kick me in the ribs again and again. It wasn't blazingly hot, but it did make me sit out because I kept blacking out when I tried to do my drill. I took a day off today because my stomach is still haywire. I guess I was out of the swing for two long. In other news, we have so many new freshman. And they're getting taller. It's bad news for me more than anything. I want my three inches, damn it!
I made a new website for your enjoying purposes. I hope the color scheme's less ugly than some of my other sites (and I have made many, I assure you). This time around, I assured that the site was complient by validating it. You can see those pretty little tags on my index page. The images are still a work in progress, but they're simple enough for my liking. The text on the header is a quote from my story. Or one that I'm thinking of implementing. My favorite image, however, is definitely my 404 image:
I'm nearly level 56 and I can't wait to start raiding in some real dungeons. BRD was kind of iffy because the priest dragging us through the instance skipped so many places and got so frustrated at the Lyceum (basically, you have to kill flame keepers and get torches from them to light beacons on one end of the room. However, the room is filled with at least a hundred non-elite dwarves that spawn in groups of five, ten, or fifteen. You have to be able to get to the beacons pretty fast because the dwarves respawn every fifteen to twenty seconds. I offered to run to the middle and kill the flamekeeper myself and then stealth to the beacons to light them, but the priest insisted upon fighting every mob that came his way. Needless to say, he died and on our second attempt, our mage broke all her gear and had to leave the instance. And there I was, hyped for another go.
Sandy's 3rd birthday is coming up. With that, she's officially older than I am. I love my little poggie. She communicates to me more than Keyur does. Also, Keyur just got back from Orlando. I haven't been to Orlando since I was 7, and we all know how horrible 7 year olds can be on trips - especially to theme parks.
People you love will turn their backs on you,
You'll lose your hair, your teeth,
Your knife will fall out of it's sheath,
But you still don't like to leave before the end of the movie.
People you hate will get their hooks into you,
They'll pull you down, you'll frown,
They'll tar you and drag you through town,
But you still don't like to leave before the end of the movie,
No, You still don't like to leave before the end of the show.
I made a new website for your enjoying purposes. I hope the color scheme's less ugly than some of my other sites (and I have made many, I assure you). This time around, I assured that the site was complient by validating it. You can see those pretty little tags on my index page. The images are still a work in progress, but they're simple enough for my liking. The text on the header is a quote from my story. Or one that I'm thinking of implementing. My favorite image, however, is definitely my 404 image:
I'm nearly level 56 and I can't wait to start raiding in some real dungeons. BRD was kind of iffy because the priest dragging us through the instance skipped so many places and got so frustrated at the Lyceum (basically, you have to kill flame keepers and get torches from them to light beacons on one end of the room. However, the room is filled with at least a hundred non-elite dwarves that spawn in groups of five, ten, or fifteen. You have to be able to get to the beacons pretty fast because the dwarves respawn every fifteen to twenty seconds. I offered to run to the middle and kill the flamekeeper myself and then stealth to the beacons to light them, but the priest insisted upon fighting every mob that came his way. Needless to say, he died and on our second attempt, our mage broke all her gear and had to leave the instance. And there I was, hyped for another go.
Sandy's 3rd birthday is coming up. With that, she's officially older than I am. I love my little poggie. She communicates to me more than Keyur does. Also, Keyur just got back from Orlando. I haven't been to Orlando since I was 7, and we all know how horrible 7 year olds can be on trips - especially to theme parks.
People you love will turn their backs on you,
You'll lose your hair, your teeth,
Your knife will fall out of it's sheath,
But you still don't like to leave before the end of the movie.
People you hate will get their hooks into you,
They'll pull you down, you'll frown,
They'll tar you and drag you through town,
But you still don't like to leave before the end of the movie,
No, You still don't like to leave before the end of the show.