May Cause Indigestion, Fidgety Limbs, and Visions Of Twisted, Previously Unimaginable Horror
A word to the wise; horror (and I mean good horror, not some "oh-my-god-a-guy-with-a-knife-oh-well-i-better-get-naked-and-run-really-clumsy-like" slasher shit, I mean true horror) is like a prescription drug. Don't mix them.
After my rather steady diet of Lovecraft as of late, this afternoon I saw A Clockwork Orange for the first time. An amazing film. I even got to see it on the big screen: sometimes living near Salem, MA around Halloween rocks. The sound wasn't great, but what do you want? This print must have been 36 years old, at least! Not to mention you don't really need super-precise sound, since a lot of the dialogue is gibberish (to us) anyway. You only need to get the gist of what's going on to fully understand it.
But I digress. Lovecraft plus DeLarge equals I now have horror on the brain. Can I run a WoD game for anyone? I've been dealing with madness, alternate dimensions of unthinkable events, and the world not being all that it seems, so Mage or Changeling would be perfect right now.
I've been feeliong really stressed out lately. It's part work, part future, part writing, part money, part money (a lot of it has to do with money), and part not seeming to go anywhere in life. Then there's my birthday coming up, which not only can I not afford to make dinner for my friends, I can't even afford to get appetizers. So in addition to rubbing my nose in my lack of money, I feel like I'm disappointing people because I don't have for them what I promised.
And I can't even afford to take Carolyn out to dinner tomorrow night (again, like I promised), so I'm going to have to cook for her, and it's a new recipe, and I'm worried it's not going to come out right, and she's going to be disappointed (again), and...
And work, and M&M, and writing, and new apartments, and Four Color Cafe, and...
::KA-BOOOOOOOM::
See what I mean about being stressed out? I need a Front Street morning. Badly.
"Cameron is so tight, if you put a piece of coal in his ass, in a week, you'd have a diamond."
--Ferris Bueller
After my rather steady diet of Lovecraft as of late, this afternoon I saw A Clockwork Orange for the first time. An amazing film. I even got to see it on the big screen: sometimes living near Salem, MA around Halloween rocks. The sound wasn't great, but what do you want? This print must have been 36 years old, at least! Not to mention you don't really need super-precise sound, since a lot of the dialogue is gibberish (to us) anyway. You only need to get the gist of what's going on to fully understand it.
But I digress. Lovecraft plus DeLarge equals I now have horror on the brain. Can I run a WoD game for anyone? I've been dealing with madness, alternate dimensions of unthinkable events, and the world not being all that it seems, so Mage or Changeling would be perfect right now.
I've been feeliong really stressed out lately. It's part work, part future, part writing, part money, part money (a lot of it has to do with money), and part not seeming to go anywhere in life. Then there's my birthday coming up, which not only can I not afford to make dinner for my friends, I can't even afford to get appetizers. So in addition to rubbing my nose in my lack of money, I feel like I'm disappointing people because I don't have for them what I promised.
And I can't even afford to take Carolyn out to dinner tomorrow night (again, like I promised), so I'm going to have to cook for her, and it's a new recipe, and I'm worried it's not going to come out right, and she's going to be disappointed (again), and...
And work, and M&M, and writing, and new apartments, and Four Color Cafe, and...
::KA-BOOOOOOOM::
See what I mean about being stressed out? I need a Front Street morning. Badly.
"Cameron is so tight, if you put a piece of coal in his ass, in a week, you'd have a diamond."
--Ferris Bueller