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I'm a little light-headed. No breakfast, early day, and coffee's the combination that enforces that. I bought breakfast for mornings to improve my eating habits, but I only had 15 minutes to get ready today, so it's a miracle that I'm even shaved and clean for work.
Man, there's a phrase that inspires confidence, I'm sure.
It's been kind of an interesting week for me. My PS3 is ordered and should find its way to my doorstop probably tomorrow. It's a 120 GB slim model, which means it's not backwards compatible, to my frustration. I'm in possession of a PS2 though, so aside from being irritating to have to use two machines when the hardware and software both exists to do it in one, my gaming shouldn't expect to find itself curtailed. My friends are excited about Rock Band. I'm excited about resuming Dead Space.
Abyssals is still going smoothly, but the game has reverted to something that is very close to our traditional model of play just for the moment. Our ST intentionally throws divisive moments at us then wonders why games become bogged down in in-character discussions, and at the end of this mini-arc, he said to expect it again. That's not really all that fun, so it's my hope that there's a clear option to stay working together.
Changeling had to be called a little early, on account of having to restructure the adventure. Neither the PCs nor the NPCs really knew what to expect, and a decisive collaberation between a friendly NPC and the players gave both sides a little breathing room. The priveteers haven't revealed themselves yet, and have decided to stay their hand to wait for a safer time. The court has been thrown into confusion by the PCs who first revealed a fake mole then rescued him. The game ended with the motley somewhere near Columbia, MO. standing in front of an unmarked radio tower and detecting an aggressive, industrial type hedge present locked somewhere inside at 3:30 AM.
Yesterday's dinner was fantastic, incidently. The weather turned nice later on in the day, and I'd bought sausages and steaks, so there was grilling and broccoli salad. After the game, wine and talking about dressing as the 9 Ringwraiths for next October's Archon.
Man, there's a phrase that inspires confidence, I'm sure.
It's been kind of an interesting week for me. My PS3 is ordered and should find its way to my doorstop probably tomorrow. It's a 120 GB slim model, which means it's not backwards compatible, to my frustration. I'm in possession of a PS2 though, so aside from being irritating to have to use two machines when the hardware and software both exists to do it in one, my gaming shouldn't expect to find itself curtailed. My friends are excited about Rock Band. I'm excited about resuming Dead Space.
Abyssals is still going smoothly, but the game has reverted to something that is very close to our traditional model of play just for the moment. Our ST intentionally throws divisive moments at us then wonders why games become bogged down in in-character discussions, and at the end of this mini-arc, he said to expect it again. That's not really all that fun, so it's my hope that there's a clear option to stay working together.
Changeling had to be called a little early, on account of having to restructure the adventure. Neither the PCs nor the NPCs really knew what to expect, and a decisive collaberation between a friendly NPC and the players gave both sides a little breathing room. The priveteers haven't revealed themselves yet, and have decided to stay their hand to wait for a safer time. The court has been thrown into confusion by the PCs who first revealed a fake mole then rescued him. The game ended with the motley somewhere near Columbia, MO. standing in front of an unmarked radio tower and detecting an aggressive, industrial type hedge present locked somewhere inside at 3:30 AM.
Yesterday's dinner was fantastic, incidently. The weather turned nice later on in the day, and I'd bought sausages and steaks, so there was grilling and broccoli salad. After the game, wine and talking about dressing as the 9 Ringwraiths for next October's Archon.
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