I’m tired. Not sleeping properly is really getting to me. I think I’ll just leave things there. See you later.
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sleep well crave, may your dreams be peaceful and you wake rested
wow, I forgot, cleared cache, cleared my name…oops.
Guessing game is not my favorite game, more so when you weren’t planning to play at all.
I just guess really absurd answers until they get annoyed and just tell me. “Guess what I did today?” Did you win a million dollars? Did you go on a round-trip pleasure cruise to Pluto?
Very few people still bother me with the guessing game these days.
I still fall on the old schoolyard standby. “Guess what!” “Chicken butt?” “No! Why do you always say that?!?!”
NOIIICE!
I don’t forsee this going well. Call it intuition but I feel like our favorite librarian wont share Evrina’s enthusiasm.
Probably not. But maybe John will be the one to answer Thomas’ question about old grudges, rather than Jo.
I feel the same. Guessing is for chumps.
Well at least the Imperial March wasn’t playing when she walked in….
Hee hee hee! :) To my taste, Evrina is more like “Ming The Merciless”, than Darth Vader. And, as an aside- I think Evrina’s health is much better than old Darthy’s. :)
If I could arrange it, you can bet your bunions that it would play whenever I walked in. Nothin’ makes you feel as important as striding purposely through a door while humming John Williams, and everyone needs to share in the experience.
Heh heh heh, that reminds me of a story about a role play session – horror by gaslight – 3.5 system – deep in the bowels of a super secret Russian Leviathan class battleship that had mysteriously become grounded on a sandbar – The stoic military officer strode purposefully though the door …. straight into a gelatinous cube – the first one ever encountered in a six year long campaign arc and he HAD to be the one who HAD to walk into it.
And yes the campaign directors have a very sick sense of humor which is why there was a Leviathan built into a battleship in the first place – tentacles, so many tentacles.
Huh. I wonder what she’ll think of John being Nina’s co-worker…
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sleep well crave, may your dreams be peaceful and you wake rested
wow, I forgot, cleared cache, cleared my name…oops.
Guessing game is not my favorite game, more so when you weren’t planning to play at all.
I just guess really absurd answers until they get annoyed and just tell me. “Guess what I did today?” Did you win a million dollars? Did you go on a round-trip pleasure cruise to Pluto?
Very few people still bother me with the guessing game these days.
I still fall on the old schoolyard standby.
“Guess what!”
“Chicken butt?”
“No! Why do you always say that?!?!”
NOIIICE!
I don’t forsee this going well. Call it intuition but I feel like our favorite librarian wont share Evrina’s enthusiasm.
Probably not. But maybe John will be the one to answer Thomas’ question about old grudges, rather than Jo.
I feel the same. Guessing is for chumps.
Well at least the Imperial March wasn’t playing when she walked in….
Hee hee hee! :)
To my taste, Evrina is more like “Ming The Merciless”, than Darth Vader.
And, as an aside- I think Evrina’s health is much better than old Darthy’s. :)
If I could arrange it, you can bet your bunions that it would play whenever I walked in. Nothin’ makes you feel as important as striding purposely through a door while humming John Williams, and everyone needs to share in the experience.
Heh heh heh, that reminds me of a story about a role play session – horror by gaslight – 3.5 system – deep in the bowels of a super secret Russian Leviathan class battleship that had mysteriously become grounded on a sandbar – The stoic military officer strode purposefully though the door …. straight into a gelatinous cube – the first one ever encountered in a six year long campaign arc and he HAD to be the one who HAD to walk into it.
And yes the campaign directors have a very sick sense of humor which is why there was a Leviathan built into a battleship in the first place – tentacles, so many tentacles.
Huh. I wonder what she’ll think of John being Nina’s co-worker…