Joy!
So, Things = good.
Love the woman.
Start work on Monday.
Fenced for 3 hours today.
I like gaming but fucking hate council and other storytellers. Most of them are still dickless, passive aggressive, chicken shits.
OMG THEY BREACH GENRE!!! So fucking what, are they having fun? It is used to be a game...Have your fun before it becomes One World by Council.
I'm having nightmares about that moment that when it seems to me that my debt will be eliminated and or something is paid off that the carpet will get pulled out from under me. This last one was really fucking direct for a dream.
I'm a sap and I really miss that girlfriend of mine right now.
Thinking time is not no incredibly. Broken english posting to will occurring for posting's duration at finish. Sense made will discretion be at of user. Powerthirst rocket edition!!! Make fencing time awesomely in several hours at park. Smokin' BBQ time will be incredibly. Then to make paper's signed and working shortly commence.
I'll recap in Malkavian:
Thinking and myself have made our departure from one another's company. I believe I shall keep interpreting my thoughts in a manner consistent to this for the time being. Any sense of purpose or logic derived from these works are solely because that is what the mind's eye of anyone reading this wishes to see, and the heavens were gracious enough to part the clouds that hide the truth for but a moment. I need some form of external energy to be made internal shortly. I also think I should attempt to fence Witt in the park sometime around noon, after tonights workout it should be an endurance fight for my betterment. This should occur moments after consuming the flayed flesh lathered the red sauce of the texan. Then I will depart and make final preparations to ensure the proper and safe arrival of my future paycheck and it's little siblings.
Fuck I'm tired and haven't sworn enough today.
I must be getting in a better mood.
-Keith
Love the woman.
Start work on Monday.
Fenced for 3 hours today.
I like gaming but fucking hate council and other storytellers. Most of them are still dickless, passive aggressive, chicken shits.
OMG THEY BREACH GENRE!!! So fucking what, are they having fun? It is used to be a game...Have your fun before it becomes One World by Council.
I'm having nightmares about that moment that when it seems to me that my debt will be eliminated and or something is paid off that the carpet will get pulled out from under me. This last one was really fucking direct for a dream.
I'm a sap and I really miss that girlfriend of mine right now.
Thinking time is not no incredibly. Broken english posting to will occurring for posting's duration at finish. Sense made will discretion be at of user. Powerthirst rocket edition!!! Make fencing time awesomely in several hours at park. Smokin' BBQ time will be incredibly. Then to make paper's signed and working shortly commence.
I'll recap in Malkavian:
Thinking and myself have made our departure from one another's company. I believe I shall keep interpreting my thoughts in a manner consistent to this for the time being. Any sense of purpose or logic derived from these works are solely because that is what the mind's eye of anyone reading this wishes to see, and the heavens were gracious enough to part the clouds that hide the truth for but a moment. I need some form of external energy to be made internal shortly. I also think I should attempt to fence Witt in the park sometime around noon, after tonights workout it should be an endurance fight for my betterment. This should occur moments after consuming the flayed flesh lathered the red sauce of the texan. Then I will depart and make final preparations to ensure the proper and safe arrival of my future paycheck and it's little siblings.
Fuck I'm tired and haven't sworn enough today.
I must be getting in a better mood.
-Keith