Now who's being a Mr. Grumpypants?
Am HHOS about being pissy at certain friends choosing to vacation in NZ during times when it is inconvenient for me. How dare they. (And leaving themselves somehow logged into AIM and set as constantly unidle. The hell.)
Last [weekend + week] was really strange, and while it was fun and I gained many social-tactical experience points, I'm glad it's over. My life is a little bigger for it all now, and I think stably so.
I'm a sixth-level expert. Don't I immediately get 1d6+2 followers, according to the PHB? Why does
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Spammers are attacking both my media log (leaving dozens of porn/gambling links in the comments) and the Volity Wiki (replacing entire pages with porn/gambling links). This is not a motivator.
And you ask why I give a Strongbad-style double-deuce to anyone who suggests I immediately aim Volity at gambling. Gambling is this country's number-one cause of broken homes, wrecked lives, and fucked-up community websites.
The whole media log thing is a failed experiment anyway, since it's long been shown that I have zero ability to hold myself to writing anything, and all my friends apparently take example from this, and so nobody except the spammers have posted in months. I'd just pull the whole dumb thing down, except that it has other peoples' writing on it, and I'd have to archive it for them first, and I'm just too lazy for it.
The part of my brain that has been in bed sick for a while sez: I actually do keep up with it if I'm doing well in other creative endeavors. So you say, so you say.
Lazy: I owe
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