Jesus what the fuck GB? Fucking hell
Well, I mean it only happened that way because she determined that it did. Mages become Tranquil if they're killed in The Fade because it severs the connection between their spirit and body - but is that necessarily what happens to non-mages? What if he was put into a coma for a few days instead? Or suffered memory loss? Or simply suffered a version of "decker dump shock" from cyberpunk - nosebleeds, short-term migraine headache, temporary disorientation or memory loss.Sounds like you just have a shitty GM that isn't creative enough to fix things. If I were GM, I'd just look at that and think "PLOT HOOK!"
Maybe she's just mad her Mary Sue character bit the big one, and no one seems to care about it as much as she did.Well, I mean it only happened that way because she determined that it did. Mages become Tranquil if they're killed in The Fade because it severs the connection between their spirit and body - but is that necessarily what happens to non-mages? What if he was put into a coma for a few days instead? Or suffered memory loss? Or simply suffered a version of "decker dump shock" from cyberpunk - nosebleeds, short-term migraine headache, temporary disorientation or memory loss.
Or, since the demon was down to 2 hp because I rolled low, maybe it could have spent a round healing itself or running away instead of continuing to press the attack.
I'm just annoyed that she's being so pissy about something that just kind of happened.
Works for clearing the hairs out of your nose, too.That's one way to shave
Seems like more than a minor rant. I'm really sorry to hear that.FML.
Behind at work. Family drama. Relationship drama. Best friend might have cancer. Can't sleep, haven't slept well in days. Bank account is running dry. Sore all over. Feel like screaming.
No relief in sight.
In related news, our new 19 year old promotions assistant has long platinum hair down to her amazing bubble butt which could launch a quarter into orbit, and a rack that would give a monk a heart attack. And here I am now the dirtiest dirty old fucker what ever needed a good pepper spraying.So, I was sitting in the Tim Horton's listening to a young girl and boy (both apparently just turned 18) talk about how this social group is better than this and how this guy is always talking behind so and sos back. You know, the shit high schoolers talk about. It made me smile and reminded me just how long ago that was for me, but also reminded me how I don't understand how guys my age go for girls that young. Hell, I know cops older than me that only go after the under 20 crowd at bars. I don't get it. Sure, she was plenty attractive, but that's it. What could anyone my age or older possibly get out of that? Other than a terribly awkward lay from someone inexperienced.
I'll stick to women my age. Experience is a good thing.
I work for a business which sees something like 40% college students, 11-12hrs/day including weekends, which means that I am probably surrounded by college students for 5 of my 8 hours.Sometimes it's frustrating being in a college town.
It probably doesn't help that I can count the times I've left the house to go somewhere other than work or the grocery store in the last year on one hand.I work for a business which sees something like 40% college students, 11-12hrs/day including weekends, which means that I am probably surrounded by college students for 5 of my 8 hours.
With that level of exposure, you get used to it. You sound like you're at the stage of more than too little, but less than too much.
I prescribe more Internet.
--Patrick
If you weren't her supervisor, I'd honestly say go for it. Not for a lasting relationship, just something fun to get you back in the game. Unfortunately, since she works for you, that puts the kibosh on that.In related news, our new 19 year old promotions assistant has long platinum hair down to her amazing bubble butt which could launch a quarter into orbit, and a rack that would give a monk a heart attack. And here I am now the dirtiest dirty old fucker what ever needed a good pepper spraying.
Sometimes it's frustrating being in a college town.
When I worked in DC, at the Teddy Roosevelt building, my bus stop was right in front of Thurston Hall (GW University dorm)--it was a special kind of torture/pleasure when spring rolled around.In related news, our new 19 year old promotions assistant has long platinum hair down to her amazing bubble butt which could launch a quarter into orbit, and a rack that would give a monk a heart attack. And here I am now the dirtiest dirty old fucker what ever needed a good pepper spraying.
Sometimes it's frustrating being in a college town.
... where's the other hand?It probably doesn't help that I can count the times I've left the house to go somewhere other than work or the grocery store in the last year on one hand.
Gripping someone's perineum wall.... where's the other hand?
GB's secret word of the day is "Perineum".
Now you all know what to do whenever GB says the secret word, don't you?
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Hey! I was there Monday!!Yeesh, you guys. The best looking woman at my work is the guy from Egypt.
...well, that's awkward, then. I'm sure that guy from Egypt had plastic surgery, though.Hey! I was there Monday!!
I'm sure Squidleybits is lovely, but that guy from Egypt is a certified hottie....well, that's awkward, then. I'm sure that guy from Egypt had plastic surgery, though.
Who, this guy?I'm sure Squidleybits is lovely, but that guy from Egypt is a certified hottie.
I met him today. I have to agreeI'm sure Squidleybits is lovely, but that guy from Egypt is a certified hottie.