Why is Dungeons and Dragons 3.5 so fucking complicated?

Why do I always focus on creating an interesting character, instead of making somebody I can fucking play in the system?

Rokugan is easy. Deadlands is easy. Tales from the Wood is easy.

Fuck you, DnD 3.5

*sobs*

New computer! Her name is Pepper, and she is very sleek and pretty, and she does whatever I need her to do, and she makes sure that I'm organized, and it's all so very nice ( Read more... )

So, not only is my computer on the slow side to death (third fuckterrible virus this year; I'd be surprised it lived another two months), but my Kindle randomly died today. Like, the screen fucked up beyond recognition ( Read more... )

( This is--of course--an RP story. )

God dammit, why do I have to be so dammed candid?

So. As many of you know, I have a vast quantity of internet friends. (Y'all know this because, well half of you are said friends). I also really love getting to know people--online and offline. There are few things I like more than chatting away with some nifty person, particularly if they're ( Read more... )

So instead of having a long post about the semester in retrospect (Awesome with some really hard parts) and my general feelings towards half my friends graduating in a month (oh shit), we have... a post about a random pet peeve of mine. YAAAAAAY!

LOL. Ell oh ell. It's perhaps one of the most used and most known acronyms on the internet: ( Read more... )

DEAR SELF:

Using livejournal properly helps to not make you look like an idiot. Especially on a ranting site.

Fuck.

These pants are too big for me. They fall down a bit on my waist, and my legs vanish into them.

How the hell are they ripping at the knee?

Dammit, these are my last pair of black pants, too.

Dear coworker:

Your shift is over. You can go now.

Additionally, you're not supposed to have friends behind the desk with you. We went over this at the meeting last fucking night.

Additionally additionally, I wouldn't be bitching as much if one of you gave me a dammed chair to sit in and take off my coat ( Read more... )

In the past twenty-four hours, I've realized that electronics really, really hate me.

1--Last night, I somehow managed to fry my mouse (cordless, but there's a plug-in receptor thingy) into a useless wire.  Which is a shame, because I had had it for...about a month and a half, or so?
2--About ten minutes ago, I saw that my cell phone had randomly run ( Read more... )