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Today a woman played this for me and I cried basically the entire time. It’s a man talking about his wife and loving someone who is suicidal. This is a perspective I understand, but it’s not one I’ve heard other people talk about much. I recognized so many things while he was speaking
My players are going to be breaking out of prison. Here are the packets I made them with their character sheets and information about their powers
I made four 4th edition dnd characters today
And sheets to tell my players all about their cool powers
The characters took about 4 hours? The power sheets like 2 hours.
I’m not sure I want to make power sheets again but I’m willing to bet I thank myself later
remember when homestuck was a thing where you would go to school and talk about the latest update with your friends?
apparently the shipping name for iron man/captain america/the hulk is “stark spangled banner.”
i’m not even that into iron man, captain america, or the hulk
but i loooove the name
blah blah complaint
looking into off-campus summer housing around my college because my friend who’s a student at another school (ergo not eligible for on-campus housing) MIGHT be offered an unpaid position (doubly not eligible for on-campus housing) (and can’t necessarily chip in for rent). MIGHT
the on-campus housing deadline is coming up fast and furious
what the fuck is a lease what is a sublet why does no one sublet what the hell is a craigslist jesus christ if i could drive this would be so much easier
i generally don’t hold with being ashamed of one’s natural urges
but i just wrote a fucking paragraph about how pretty the sky is
AND i put paragraph breaks in weird places so it looks kind of like one of those poems that doesn’t have any meter and doesn’t rhyme
you know like most of the poems i’ve ever written ever
today i mentioned to someone that i was (as in “used to be before ended up on the concussion train”) on the women’s rugby team
and a girl across the room was like “you can’t play rugby you’re too small”
and I actually shouted across the room at her “FUCK YOU!”
and then added “sorry. but actually yes. fuck you.”
of course i can take anything you can throw at me, but it’s also worth remembering that one time i cut my lip in a passing drill. caught the ball, but still. i’m making no promises about grace, beauty, or poise here.