NEW BRUNSWICK IS THE SOURCE OF ALL MY POWER

[damonk13]

So here I am, making a quickie clandestine snatch-n-grab over at Ole Man Cormier's house (no, not ME, you bastards -- the oldER one who spawned me!) and I gotta say that I found myself having a very interesting dream last night, of which I will jot down a very brief summary account.

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[droolfangrrl]

So I guess you should be having New Brunswick stew for supper?

[trpeal]

Hm.... This sounds like either you have admitted that you've given up on Framed! entirely, or that the wheels are beginning to slowly turn again. Either way, man, good. What I mean by that is that if you pick up the pen again that'll be great, because your stuff always rocks hard and long. But if you've decided that you have other priorities, and you're hanging it up for good, well, that's cool too, because you don't have to agonize over it any more. That is, if you ever did (which I think you might have, at least for a while).

I first went through the D&D stuff, and found that I had a dozen dozen worlds and adventures I had written up that were just waiting to be played -- a fortuitous find considering I have been aching to get Mike, Meaghan, Shawn and Chantal to play sometimes soon.
And this just reopens and irritates my slumbering gaming bug. Curse you, Cormier!

[scrubbo]

While you were out of town, I was calling on your lady! ROWR!

(Or at least calling her.)

hey there

[minijaxter]

just stopping by to say hi:)
*waves* HI!!

[polarbee]

So this has nothing to do with this post. But!

Happy Birthday. :)

*throws confetti at you*

[damonk13]

And the scary thing is...

I was *just* logging onto LJ to start writing a post when I got your reply.

Creepy cool! :)