take me for what I am, who I was meant to be
Though it was my day off, I only spent a few short hours at home. Left early to go pick up Chris and drive to some forboding place (bagelboy13's home) to start the Star Wars RPG that Mike has been putting together. We were there for over three hours, but probably only got thirty minutes or so of good gaming in. Of course, we spent the rest of the time messing around and getting off topic. For example, my character (who is a Jedi), ended up drunk at a bar. I apparently have a secret gay lover, and my character is disguised as a fat male policeman.
I need a life in the worst way.
Music practice from five to nine. Bleh. Why do I still do this? I'm not enthusiastic about it like I used to be, and I don't like it anymore.
The jumpsuit I ordered for my Kaylee costume two weeks ago still hasn't come. It should have shipped, since the company already charged me for it. Dammit.
I need a life in the worst way.
Music practice from five to nine. Bleh. Why do I still do this? I'm not enthusiastic about it like I used to be, and I don't like it anymore.
The jumpsuit I ordered for my Kaylee costume two weeks ago still hasn't come. It should have shipped, since the company already charged me for it. Dammit.