blahLong have people tried in vain to convince me to join the D&D group that meets every Friday, and long were the days where they had not realized that the simple key was to answer "yes" when I asked "can I be a Tonberry?"
Being a two-foot tall Tonberry with a grudge against everyone in the world is both amusing and endlessly fun. I am a damn smart (smarter than any other character in the group ... : D), not-too-speedy, frighteningly magical Tonberry, with an Elecrum Chef's Knife, a lantern, and bad luck. I have a helluva lot of spells ... I feel so spoiled. But since I have horribly bad luck with dice, my basic pattern during a fight is waddle, waddle, stab. Waddle, stab. Waddle, stab.
What about damage, you say? God rolls the dice and:
"He swipes at you and misses because you're too damn short."
And for the times when blows connect, I have the pity of my party to lighten them:
"Bless Shield on the suicidal Tonberry."
(Hey, if anyone wants to get me a Christmas/Birthday/Whatever present, help me find a Tonberry plushie! That, and the D statue ... mmm, D ...)
Yesterday was kind of crazy.
Preparing For/Taking Final: 9:30 - 11:15.
Solitary Lunch: 11:30 - 11:45.
Bought Sketchbook: 11:46 - 12:00.
Work: 1 - 4.
Sat Around Watching FFX: 4:15 - 5:10 (sad, I know ... XD).
Dinner: 5:15 - 5:30.
Kirkland: 5:45 - 9:00.
D&D: 9 - 12:00.
Kirkland: 12:05 - 1:30.
This is why you could not reach me, John and Stacy, when you called at 3:55, 6:28, 7:27, and at 9:20. This is why your email went unanswered until I called you when I got back from Kirkland. : P
I wore flipflops today. The number of people who asked me "Why are you wearing flipflops?? Don't you realize how cold it is??" amused me. Believe you me, I am very well aware of the temperature, especially considering I got locked outside of Kirkland without my coat. (Yes, I got locked out. Walked all the way around Kirkland, walked over to Safety & Security, got the swipe doors unlocked, walked back. All in a long-sleeve t-shirt, jeans with a massive rip in the right knee, and flipflops, while carrying a can of spray fix and an 18x24 tablet with three gelatinous heads on it.)
What The Nightmare Before Christmas character are you?
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Well, I'll be damned. The washers at school can't wash things properly nor fit a full load in them, but they can tell the difference between an American quarter and a Canadian one.
