C'mon bank!
I hate waiting on call backs!
EDIT: naked banking!? No wonder they won't call be back! O_o
hi everyone
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<Snort!>
LOL!
<Cough!>
Must, stop, reading, top, of, page, while, drinking, coffee!
Oh, that burns,.... :/
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C'mon bank!
I hate waiting on call backs!
EDIT: naked banking!? No wonder they won't call be back! O_o
"I'll stamp your damn check!"
"I'll stamp your damn check!"C'mon bank!
I hate waiting on call backs!
EDIT: naked banking!? No wonder they won't call be back! O_o
LOL!
hi everyone
Howdy!
(Diane says hi to you and Sabine also!)
I've gotta go. I'll see you guys in a month or two. Y'all take care!
PS is someone has HD's contact info FHDM and Jess have my recreational email.
Good luck BT!
F-ing snow? I give up.
EDIT: naked banking!? No wonder they won't call be back! O_o
Damn, I really dislike Adele's so-called music.
I'm sorry to hear that. I love her smoky voice.
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Electricity is some sort of weird magic which is totally unpredictable. I stay far away from it whenever possible.
I had a deathtrap of a car that, everytime you drove at any speed over a puddle or slush, the water would wash up under the car, and short out the battery. I would lose lights, power steering, all electricity.
O.o
This all reminds me, there was some minor electical work I need to get done on the house. We've finally got light when I get home from work...I can shut the house off and fix it.
*sigh* the money pit...there's always something.
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Electricity? Nah. When me and my brother were kids we found an AC power plug with lose piece of cord and put it into the socket. The lose cord was very short and lacked isolation on the very end shocking the person holding the plug... (this was part of city grid with 220V and 50 Hz)
Ay!
Let me try!
Ayy!
Now me!
Ay!
It was fun but parents took the plug from us for some strange reason...
When I was in grade school (I was probably about 7), our science class was doing a little workshop making circuits by connecting two wires between a battery and a small lightbulb. Mine wouldn't work, so I tried to determine if the lightbulb was burned out by attaching both wires to the bulb and then sticking them into an electrical socket. I was fine, but the small explosion was rather startling.
And then, of course, there was the period of 5 years or so where I would routinely get shocks off of USB cables and short out portable electronics by touching them...
Just tell the girl at the counter that you want to make a sizable deposit.C'mon bank!
I hate waiting on call backs!
EDIT: naked banking!? No wonder they won't call be back! O_o
Awright.
Just tell the girl at the counter that you want to make a sizable deposit.C'mon bank!
I hate waiting on call backs!
EDIT: naked banking!? No wonder they won't call be back! O_o
*chokes on coffee*
Well played.
A buddy of mine once got a comically large jolt off of a can of spray-cheez at the grocery store. I could see the arc from 10 feet away.
Holy s!$#. How did THAT one happen?
Sometime relatively soonish I really need to sit down with Ebon and Scint and do a detailed, scale- and size-appropriate map of our homebrew setting. There's a ton of territory that we've yet to develop that's getting kind of ignored due to not being dreamed up yet.
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OI used to do power line clearance for the local co-op, one summer I was up in the bucket, pouring sweat, I had it arc from the power line to the back of my neck. Knocked me out, and knocked me out of the bucket.
Electricity is like a junkyard dog, it can serve you well, until it decides to bite your ass.
YOWCH!!! Glad you didn't hurt yourself in the fall!! >_<
(Or if you did, that the injuries weren't permanently debilitating!)
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YOWCH!!! Glad you didn't hurt yourself in the fall!! >_<
(Or if you did, that the injuries weren't permanently debilitating!)
Strapped in with the safety harness. The other guy had to lower the boom from the "rescue" controls with me dangling from the lanyard like a redneck piñata.
I wish he'd taken a pic, I'll bet I looked pretty funny like that. :P
Sometime relatively soonish I really need to sit down with Ebon and Scint and do a detailed, scale- and size-appropriate map of our homebrew setting. There's a ton of territory that we've yet to develop that's getting kind of ignored due to not being dreamed up yet.
I can see my campaign setting in my head sometimes on a map. But I am terrible with drawing(I can't draw ANYTHING), and I have only an idea of what lies in the direction of the compass rose with the main city of the setting at its heart. I wish my mind worked in such a way that I could draw it out, but I have trouble putting words to paper even. The mind...such an enigma. So infinite yet made of such crude electric sponge-pudding. Ah...
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Sometime relatively soonish I really need to sit down with Ebon and Scint and do a detailed, scale- and size-appropriate map of our homebrew setting. There's a ton of territory that we've yet to develop that's getting kind of ignored due to not being dreamed up yet.I can see my campaign setting in my head sometimes on a map. But I am terrible with drawing(I can't draw ANYTHING), and I have only an idea of what lies in the direction of the compass rose with the main city of the setting at its heart. I wish my mind worked in such a way that I could draw it out, but I have trouble putting words to paper even. The mind...such an enigma. So infinite yet made of such crude electric sponge-pudding. Ah...
Mmmmm... pudding.
Sometime relatively soonish I really need to sit down with Ebon and Scint and do a detailed, scale- and size-appropriate map of our homebrew setting. There's a ton of territory that we've yet to develop that's getting kind of ignored due to not being dreamed up yet.I can see my campaign setting in my head sometimes on a map. But I am terrible with drawing(I can't draw ANYTHING), and I have only an idea of what lies in the direction of the compass rose with the main city of the setting at its heart. I wish my mind worked in such a way that I could draw it out, but I have trouble putting words to paper even. The mind...such an enigma. So infinite yet made of such crude electric sponge-pudding. Ah...
Yeah I know that feeling. One of my players - Faceless here, though he only posts in my PbP (Harroc) and my KM journal (Errol) - drew an awesome-looking picture of his Magus, and has been doodling the cast on and off. And Scint's really good with Photoshop and GIMP, and she'd done some mapmaking for us in the past (including one gaming map, an AWESOME theatre map that I'm hoping will see a return in our CoT game as we're now in Sixfold Trial).
I still need to request my MapperZombie map though. Just need to decide on design and such and type up the description for him.
In any event, working on setting and stuff is contingent on both of them having a free day/night and not being overly stressed. I know Ebon's in the middle of a mess of school stuff, and Scint's busy with work and her interviews and all the travel involved.
I was in the high school library one day working on a research paper, looking for a book on the metal shelves on carpeted floor. All was well until I needed both hands to reshelve a book, so I clamped my wooden pencil between my molars and bent over to get the book back in its proper place. The pencil tip approached the metal shelf, a spark arced to it, ran through the lead and through the metal band holding on the eraser, right into my fillings.
Pudding... Yum.
After a greyish, rainy noon we got surprising beautiful afternoon so I went to library. I also stopped for a little shopping spending more than I should (yay, icecream cone, also APPLES!).
I think the interview went all right, especially for a first one. Turns out I sort of know one of the interviewer's relatives - teaches physics at my old high school, and I run into him on occasion while subbing. Sincerely doubt that'll make or break my chances, though.
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Honestly, even if I don't get the position (for today's or Monday's), at least it's a little interviewing experience under my belt. At least it means people are actually getting my applications!
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Even better, after school activities. They asked me what I'd be interested in, and I said the usual artsy type things...and brought up a gaming club because "It's great for creative writing and improving mental math skills among other things," and they actually seemed interested.
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Huzzah for the indoctrination of more young gamers! One of us! One of us! One of us!
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Okay guys. I did it. One resume sent. Another to go.
Good luck man!
Mmmmm... pudding.Sometime relatively soonish I really need to sit down with Ebon and Scint and do a detailed, scale- and size-appropriate map of our homebrew setting. There's a ton of territory that we've yet to develop that's getting kind of ignored due to not being dreamed up yet.I can see my campaign setting in my head sometimes on a map. But I am terrible with drawing(I can't draw ANYTHING), and I have only an idea of what lies in the direction of the compass rose with the main city of the setting at its heart. I wish my mind worked in such a way that I could draw it out, but I have trouble putting words to paper even. The mind...such an enigma. So infinite yet made of such crude electric sponge-pudding. Ah...
Been spending time with AZ, have we?
I was in the high school library one day working on a research paper, looking for a book on the metal shelves on carpeted floor. All was well until I needed both hands to reshelve a book, so I clamped my wooden pencil between my molars and bent over to get the book back in its proper place. The pencil tip approached the metal shelf, a spark arced to it, ran through the lead and through the metal band holding on the eraser, right into my fillings.
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WOOOOOOOW....
Still, in a library with a pencil between your teeth? This started off so right and ended so wrong...
Pudding... Yum.
Drejk, you too? Does noone desire to hold on to their humanity?!
Good luck man!
I'm so...I don't know how I feel. Things had been going so poorly of late, but show some signs of improvement. I can only pray my fortunes continue to rise.
I love milky soft texture of a pudding (or rather milk kissel that here is the most commonly called budyń or pudding).
Wait... Hold to whose humanity?!
I am holding to humanity tightly with my teeth...
Flan is where it's at!
How could I replenish my own humanity otherwise?