So I'm at
gencon indy and I'm whooping butt in the lord of the rings tournaments. The unfortunate part about the tournaments this year is that 3/4 of the prize support (winnings) is in decipher dollars.
We have dubbed them "bison bucks". Ever seen the Street Fighter movie where at the end, sagat is carrying out a crate of what he expects to be cold hard cash but he pops it open only to discover that it's currency with M. Bison's face on it and is therebye summarily useless?
Heirgo; bison bucks.
And conventions of course make me think of my love far away, sara. At night I miss her most.
And I just know that she's with someone else far away. Does she think of me?
I've not heard from her in two weeks.
"When you say you love him,
Taste me,
I'm like poison on your tounge.
But when you're tired,
If you're quiet,
(you'll) hear me singing you to sleep."
"
-mewithoutyou ~ bullet to binary