Having your uberwoojy psychic chick, her twu wuv soulmate and their dickhead friend contribute to breaking my character (supposedly their friend) when "they're such wonderful people" and "everybody likes them" is one thing
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I barely even update this journal anymore. I'm generally pretty good about such things, if I have something to write. But this journal is becoming more and more a gaming-and-communities journal anyway.
I've actually been doing most of my journaling offline of late, and so I haven't even logged onto here. However, I need a game journal. So I guess I'll use this one, for now.
Over on Sages of Chaos, they're having a discussion on hitting ol' Shrub with a bowel disruptor.
I want a bowel disruptor, dammit! Imagine how much more fun the Bay Area would be if all the yuppies and other assorted scumbags spent their days stumbling around with their shorts full?