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Late holidays post is late.
Alright kiddos, you're probably not wondering how my holidays went. I'm going to tell you anyway, deal with it. Being my nocturnal self, I ended up staying up all night Xmas Eve in order to watch my nephew open his gifts. Went to bed after. It was rough, I tell ya. In the end though, it preempted my shifting of sleeping time for this week's 3 days of hellish 1st shift. After I finally drug myself out of bed, I drove north to give my dad and youngest sister a surprise visit. The rest of the time has been spent mostly between playing with the nephew and hanging out with T&A and the gang. New Years Eve was summarily spent gaming at T&A's. I don't really drink, but I did try some Green Apple Smirnoff Ice. It tasted pretty darn good with the first few sips, then with every sip after kind of went to, "I don't really want this anymore, but I'll be damned if I waste it." So, one singular drink was all I'd had. And you know, gaming with friends was just as fun as it always is. Drinking =/= Always making things more fun.
As I've previously mentioned, I don't like receiving gifts. Okay, I lied, I do like gifts, I just feel very awkward accepting them. I don't know why. And it's doubly so if I don't have a gift for the gifter. So, when people start thinking about buying me presents, I tell them not to. And the bastards decide not to listen and buy me shit anyway. Why? Why must you people torment me?! The Dirty Santa thing, that's different. Again, I don't know why, it just IS. So, for the people who gave me gifts despite my protests, I now give you a list of my Xmas loot. From the 'rents I received two insulated, zip-up, flannel hoodies, which I was in need of and had been in search for. I apparently shop in the wrong stores. Lil' sis and boyfriend gifted upon me a plain black long-sleeved t-shirt, a beanie with an Xmas themed sequined-esque skull motif thing, and a $20 gas station gift card. Nimnix, despite many protests and bitching, sent me a what-seems-to-be-handmade dragon sculpture. And at the Dirty Santa exchange, I walked away with a McFarlane's Dragons figure (Series 2, Berserker Clan, for those curious. My love for you is ticking clock. BERSERKER. Would you like to suck my cock? BERSERKER. ...sorry).
On the game front, I've picked up a few things for myself. No, I don't feel awkward buying gifts for myself, smartass. Settlers of Catan, for those who've yet to try it, is a fun game that seems difficult at first, but is easy to learn. Strategizing is where it gets you. It's not in our usual theme of fantasy boardgames, but a great diversion all the same. I highly recommend it. I also picked up Killer Bunnies, which despite the simple look, has complicated rules. This could be because I haven't played it yet, though. I also picked up a Critical Fumble Deck for use during out D&D sessions. Rolling that 1 has always yielded interesting results among our group, but usually along the lines of hurting your allies or yourself. I figured this would shake things up a bit, and it did. Also picked up some Dragonlance D&D books from Troll and Toad as a holiday basket. Oh, and Munchkin 6: Demented Dungeons, which we haven't tried out yet either. So far, all good buys.
Thanks to T&A, I got to play Fantasy Flight Games' Talisman Revised 4th Ed. and The Reaper expansion. LOADS of new stuff. I can no longer look at 99% of the cards or hear their names and be able to quote their text verbatim. The Grim Reaper and Fate Tokens are cool new features that add to the game's fun, at least for us.
Also got to play Monty Python Fluxx. I own regular ol' Fluxx, which is a great game. Adding Monty Python elements to it made it hilarious. Especially cards that give you bonuses for quoting lines or just talking with an accent. I really need to pick up Zombie Fluxx, really. Really really. Really really really.
Yes, my sleep-deprived mind is slipping on me. I can feel it. No.. Wait.. That's just my contact lense deciding to roll up in my eye after I rubbed it. Damnit, damnit, damnit, damnit. I hate that. Alright, I'm leaving you all at that. Oh, right, the whole obligitory "2008 in Retrospect" comment. It sucked Aunt Jemima's baby daddy's balls. Go 2009 awesome action stuff! It will be better because I deem it so. DEEM!
Alright kiddos, you're probably not wondering how my holidays went. I'm going to tell you anyway, deal with it. Being my nocturnal self, I ended up staying up all night Xmas Eve in order to watch my nephew open his gifts. Went to bed after. It was rough, I tell ya. In the end though, it preempted my shifting of sleeping time for this week's 3 days of hellish 1st shift. After I finally drug myself out of bed, I drove north to give my dad and youngest sister a surprise visit. The rest of the time has been spent mostly between playing with the nephew and hanging out with T&A and the gang. New Years Eve was summarily spent gaming at T&A's. I don't really drink, but I did try some Green Apple Smirnoff Ice. It tasted pretty darn good with the first few sips, then with every sip after kind of went to, "I don't really want this anymore, but I'll be damned if I waste it." So, one singular drink was all I'd had. And you know, gaming with friends was just as fun as it always is. Drinking =/= Always making things more fun.
As I've previously mentioned, I don't like receiving gifts. Okay, I lied, I do like gifts, I just feel very awkward accepting them. I don't know why. And it's doubly so if I don't have a gift for the gifter. So, when people start thinking about buying me presents, I tell them not to. And the bastards decide not to listen and buy me shit anyway. Why? Why must you people torment me?! The Dirty Santa thing, that's different. Again, I don't know why, it just IS. So, for the people who gave me gifts despite my protests, I now give you a list of my Xmas loot. From the 'rents I received two insulated, zip-up, flannel hoodies, which I was in need of and had been in search for. I apparently shop in the wrong stores. Lil' sis and boyfriend gifted upon me a plain black long-sleeved t-shirt, a beanie with an Xmas themed sequined-esque skull motif thing, and a $20 gas station gift card. Nimnix, despite many protests and bitching, sent me a what-seems-to-be-handmade dragon sculpture. And at the Dirty Santa exchange, I walked away with a McFarlane's Dragons figure (Series 2, Berserker Clan, for those curious. My love for you is ticking clock. BERSERKER. Would you like to suck my cock? BERSERKER. ...sorry).
On the game front, I've picked up a few things for myself. No, I don't feel awkward buying gifts for myself, smartass. Settlers of Catan, for those who've yet to try it, is a fun game that seems difficult at first, but is easy to learn. Strategizing is where it gets you. It's not in our usual theme of fantasy boardgames, but a great diversion all the same. I highly recommend it. I also picked up Killer Bunnies, which despite the simple look, has complicated rules. This could be because I haven't played it yet, though. I also picked up a Critical Fumble Deck for use during out D&D sessions. Rolling that 1 has always yielded interesting results among our group, but usually along the lines of hurting your allies or yourself. I figured this would shake things up a bit, and it did. Also picked up some Dragonlance D&D books from Troll and Toad as a holiday basket. Oh, and Munchkin 6: Demented Dungeons, which we haven't tried out yet either. So far, all good buys.
Thanks to T&A, I got to play Fantasy Flight Games' Talisman Revised 4th Ed. and The Reaper expansion. LOADS of new stuff. I can no longer look at 99% of the cards or hear their names and be able to quote their text verbatim. The Grim Reaper and Fate Tokens are cool new features that add to the game's fun, at least for us.
Also got to play Monty Python Fluxx. I own regular ol' Fluxx, which is a great game. Adding Monty Python elements to it made it hilarious. Especially cards that give you bonuses for quoting lines or just talking with an accent. I really need to pick up Zombie Fluxx, really. Really really. Really really really.
Yes, my sleep-deprived mind is slipping on me. I can feel it. No.. Wait.. That's just my contact lense deciding to roll up in my eye after I rubbed it. Damnit, damnit, damnit, damnit. I hate that. Alright, I'm leaving you all at that. Oh, right, the whole obligitory "2008 in Retrospect" comment. It sucked Aunt Jemima's baby daddy's balls. Go 2009 awesome action stuff! It will be better because I deem it so. DEEM!