My subconscious drove me to buy pencil lead and an eraser the other day. And my hand has been sketching out details on scrap paper for hours now.

Apparently, I'm drawing again.

I'm worried about going to Vestival for a number of reasons.

One, all we have written for the game is the bluesheet, which, admittedly, is the only thing we can write without knowing how many players we'll have. At least with Intercon, you can assume a full game, but Vestival is hard to fill. elenuial will be freezing the numbers soon, so that will help ( Read more... )

I killed a mouse tonight ( Read more... )

I really hope I'm a good dog mama.

Seriously, I'm worried about this.

I want to give this dog the best life possible. But I also need to work, have a social life, spend time with elenuial, and have other pursuits. Ideally, I want this dog to be completely happy and healthy and have a fulfilling role in our family. My mother has offered (read: practically ( Read more... )

So, with me, a large percentage of how a player gets cast is how they respond to the questionnaire ( Read more... )

Seriously.

In five panels.


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I have a hatred of those facebook memes where you take an image and tag it with your friends to suit, like a series of smiley faces with "The grumpy one" and "The silly one," etc. They had one for Disney. They had one for the casts of movies. They had one for everythingEvery other day, I get tagged in one of those obnoxious things. Normally, I ( Read more... )

I think I'm subconsciously starting to write another game.

I have all of the symptoms.

God-freaking-damnit. You all fail at talking me out of these things.

I didn't sleep well last night at all. But I did manage to remember some spectacularly bizarre dreams.

One, David Bowie was helping me pick out clothes in an artsy marketplace. He dressed me like a gypsy.

Two, Tyra Banks started talking like Tia Dalma from Pirates of the Caribbean.There was a third one that trumped all, involving a fight in Macy ( Read more... )