Can I just say I'm disappointing that that link doesn't actually go anywhere? Because I was hoping for entertainment with a name like that.
Can I just say I'm disappointing that that link doesn't actually go anywhere? Because I was hoping for entertainment with a name like that.
.. Oh god. It looks like the original Digimon World.
MMO: Massively Multiplayer Online. Usually has something like RPG, FPS, etc attacted to it. It's an online game. Ventrilo is a VOIP program like Skype, but it's more like a vocal chat room without video, usually used for online game players to interact and coordinate with each other without having to type stuff.
It's hard for us to actually hang out in meatspace. We both work retail (although he is a DM at a different store then the one I work at), so our days off don't match up much. Plus, he has a kid, and only gets to see her on his days off, and I would never think of trying to take that from someone.
Well, part of it could be that in the past, we tried to do something... but it kind of fell on it's head. The last we ever really talked about it at lenght was over a month ago, and he basically said we just needed time to build and that he wasn't really ready for a relationship. I thought, hey, maybe I'd ask, see…
So, I need either some validation or to be talked out of something, depending on how stupid what I'm about to say sounds.
The more I find out about this mmo, the more I get excited for it.
That was fantastic. Completely scripted, but still glorious.
Confession: I've never actually used any kind of toy. I already find it such a hassle to get off because of how uncooperative my body can be, and these can be so expensive and varied that I've never been able to talk myself into actually purchasing anything.
Also, I've calmed down somewhat. The ranting always helps, oh yes. Plus, I have decided that I am going to pretty myself up by wearing a dress out in public, actually wearing some make-up, and going to the coffee shop in my local mall to get one of their bitchin' vanilla chai teas, and fuck anyone who comments at me…
So, I'm about ready to kill the ex of my friend/guy I've been trying to get with. He has a daughter with the ex, and this is one of the few kids that I actually like to be around and play with. For a two year old, she's pretty awesome.
In a very rural area so unless you trust your gps to find your way out here... even then it's a blink and you miss it kind of place.
And not a single soul was shocked at this outcome.
Of course, I fully expect at least one person to come through my checkout line tomorrow with nothing but Hostess products in their arms and the joy of the gods upon their face.
I thought there was something unsettling about that picture. Like I'd somehow been pulled back into hell before my slotted time for tomorrow.
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFfff. There is a reason I don't like Texas. I feel bad for the good friends I have who live there (all female). Fight the good fight for us! (and maybe start a few fires in my name)
I won't lie. I had a few friends who were obsessed with Doctor Who, but I could never understand the point. Sure, I'd seen an episode or two in insomniac watching of Syfi back when they aired some of the Tennant episodes (Unicorn and the Wasp was the first episode I ever saw), but I just didn't see the appeal. Fast…
I'd known about it for ages. I always thought it would be horrid because I associated WB/CW with "tv show with attractive leads that has no plot to speak of/only watchable by stupid tweens".
They're fun to play with if you handle them right. Besides that... can take it or leave it. They're just kinda there.
You sound like the asshole I dated in college that also called himself paladin. Weird how the people who like to use that moniker tend to be jerkasses as opposed to what a paladin classically stands for...