I already drank an entire bottle of moscato tonight.I've thrown up three times from drinking in my life. One of those times was due to this very substance and a pound bag of potato chips.
Dude. Moscato is amazing.
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Better ?Damn it Foul, shine my shoes, i got a lot of Zhentarim s+~@ to do, wait! i'm a vampire now aren't i? f~!+! it's so hard to keep track these days, i wish it would all go back to how it was before the Spellplague.....
quiet you.
$39 for new checks? WTF?!? ~grumbles~
I don't write paper checks. Like, ever. Don't even have a checkbook. At work, if you give us a paper check, we put it into a machine that makes a debit transaction like you used a card. If I need to pay a lot of money, I do an echeck to avoid "convenience fees" for using a card. Paper checks are obsolete.
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Dude. Moscato is amazing.I already drank an entire bottle of moscato tonight.I've thrown up three times from drinking in my life. One of those times was due to this very substance and a pound bag of potato chips.
I've never cared for dessert wines. Too cough-syrupy for me.
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$39 for new checks? WTF?!? ~grumbles~I don't write paper checks. Like, ever. Don't even have a checkbook. At work, if you give us a paper check, we put it into a machine that makes a debit transaction like you used a card. If I need to pay a lot of money, I do an echeck to avoid "convenience fees" for using a card. Paper checks are obsolete.
Call me obsessive, but I keep records of absolutely everything financial in both hard copy and on digital file. Ergo, checkbook + scanner. (This came in handy when the National Gridiots f*~+ed up my electric bill last month.)
I've never cared for dessert wines. Too cough-syrupy for me.Dude. Moscato is amazing.I already drank an entire bottle of moscato tonight.I've thrown up three times from drinking in my life. One of those times was due to this very substance and a pound bag of potato chips.
I don't care for dry wines. Not sweet enough for me.
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I've never cared for dessert wines. Too cough-syrupy for me.Dude. Moscato is amazing.I already drank an entire bottle of moscato tonight.I've thrown up three times from drinking in my life. One of those times was due to this very substance and a pound bag of potato chips.
I like dessert wines.
But, as you know, only during cunnilingus.
Indeed.
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I don't care for dry wines. Not sweet enough for me.I've never cared for dessert wines. Too cough-syrupy for me.Dude. Moscato is amazing.I already drank an entire bottle of moscato tonight.I've thrown up three times from drinking in my life. One of those times was due to this very substance and a pound bag of potato chips.
There's a happy medium, like a good Chianti or Pinot.
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I love foggy nights.
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Jacob's LadderA Walk in the ParkRunning in CirclesCold ShoulderSeeker of SecretsShall We Dance?Folding the ForkQuote pyramid was getting too tall to handle. =)
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Hey! I'm mentioned in this video (about fifty- to fifty four-minutes-in)! That means everyone with a YouTube account needs to watch it and give it a Like! >:D
This may be the sleep deprivation and strong drink talking, but this song is really starting to grow on me. I don't know what it means, but it's provocative.
If it ain't syrup, it ain't s&~@.
You're not hardcore until you're chasing your vodka with DayQuil.
a good Chianti
I've heard it goes well with liver and fava beans.
If it ain't syrup, it ain't s&~@.You're not hardcore until you're chasing your vodka with DayQuil.
I've done that the other way around. Knock you right out.
I've done that the other way around. Knock you right out.If it ain't syrup, it ain't s&~@.You're not hardcore until you're chasing your vodka with DayQuil.
What is this I'm drinking? It's like a choc-ice fell into a bottle of bleach. Children's booze!
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Hey! I'm mentioned in this video (about fifty- to fifty four-minutes-in)! That means everyone with a YouTube account needs to watch it and give it a Like! >:D
It's right at 53:10 to be precise. I LOL'd.
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Welcome back to another episode of Orthos's Bizarre Dreams.
This time, I was back in Yoakum and I went to a house I vaguely recognized to talk to a bunch of people about a magical ring I had, one of two. However, after showing it off, the other one I had disappeared and we couldn't find it.
So we searched around the house, backtracked my steps and my drive, which somehow led to getting chased and attacked by shadowy monsters that you could only see, and they could only see you, if you were wearing or looking through some sort of religious symbol; one girl in our group kept getting attacked by stuff the rest of us couldn't see, until we discovered she had a cross necklace under her shirt that none of us knew about, after we'd figured out the holy symbol thing. There was also getting into an argument with Mettaton and riding a forklift made of Lincoln Logs and folding chairs across town while shooting down the shadow-things with rocket-launching Super Scopes.
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Kids are really digging the snow, our yard is slowly but surely becoming overpopulated with snow bunnies with icicles protruding from their foreheads.
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Unibunnies?
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Something like that :-)
We got about 6 inches (of snow)
The dog is beside himself, he cannot accept staying in our yard, as soon as we came inside he burrowed in the blankets on the couch with the kids.
Hot cocoa for all!
You know your new neighbors are from the south or west coast when you see them with a broom trying to clean the ice off her car, of course I immediately went digging in my car for ours to lend her, they seem to be very nice people. This led me to the realization, after living here for ten+ years I've become the neighborhood diplomat, it's kind of weird as someone that moved so frequently growing up.
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Unibunnies?
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~yawn~
~Opens window shades to get some sun~
~Shrieks and hides under covers at the sight of all that snow~
I am just shivering and I haven't even left the house yet.
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Where are you guys? We only got an inch or so last night, though most of Tuesday's foot is still here.
If you are near Dubuque IA, can you go check on my mom? :P
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~yawn~
~Opens window shades to get some sun~
~Shrieks and hides under covers at the sight of all that snow~I am just shivering and I haven't even left the house yet.
I'll be right over.
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Where are you guys? We only got an inch or so last night, though most of Tuesday's foot is still here.
If you are near Dubuque IA, can you go check on my mom? :P
Someone I love very much is near there.
I need to call her for her birthday.
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Something like that :-)
We got about 6 inches (of snow)
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It isn't much I agree.
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Welcome back to another episode of Orthos's Bizarre Dreams.
This time, I was back in Yoakum and I went to a house I vaguely recognized to talk to a bunch of people about a magical ring I had, one of two. However, after showing it off, the other one I had disappeared and we couldn't find it.
So we searched around the house, backtracked my steps and my drive, which somehow led to getting chased and attacked by shadowy monsters that you could only see, and they could only see you, if you were wearing or looking through some sort of religious symbol; one girl in our group kept getting attacked by stuff the rest of us couldn't see, until we discovered she had a cross necklace under her shirt that none of us knew about, after we'd figured out the holy symbol thing. There was also getting into an argument with Mettaton and riding a forklift made of Lincoln Logs and folding chairs across town while shooting down the shadow-things with rocket-launching Super Scopes.
I spent my dream last night searching for Dawn dish soap in a department store, but I never found any.
My dreams f#$@ing suck.
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From Sea to Shining SeaJacob's LadderA Walk in the ParkRunning in CirclesCold ShoulderSeeker of SecretsShall We Dance?Folding the ForkQuote pyramid was getting too tall to handle. =)
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In my most recent dream, I was at a local high school watching an advance screening of the Assassins Creed animated movie. I sat between my wife and Alexander Skarsgaard, who did one of the voices. He was bullying me the entire time, asking to borrow my phone, for me to get him chips and all sorts of things. My wife asked me to stand up to him and I tried with limited success. The part of the movie that was amaing was where the supposed last assassin found a piece of eden that was stolen from him by a templar, who used it, bringing all the templars killed earlier in the movie back to life, who ganged up on the last assassin and killed him. I was really getting into it, but I had to answer the call of nature. I demanded my phone back from Skarsgaard and ran for the facilities. It turns out that the bathroom doorway was quite small, and I had to walk sideways to shimmy through. The facilities themselves were an ancient water closet, filled with water and an old style pulley handle to flush. I realized this was quite difficult to operate, and then I realized I REALLY had to go to the bathroom, so I woke up.
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No snow (or if there was, it'd gone by the time I got up), but it is jolly cold once the sun goes in. So cold, in fact, that my laundry froze before I had a chance to take it inside, so here I am, iced underwear draped all around the living room.
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I am very jealous of people who can remember their dreams at all.
I remember perhaps one dream per 2-3 years.
Imagine if, instead of going to sleep, dreaming, and waking up with odd memories of a doomed search for dish soap, you woke up remembering... nothing at all.
It's pretty boring, let me tell you!
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I think we've reached the time of year I'm not allowed to talk about the weather any more.
I open the windows once it breaks 60 F outside. This morning I opened them at 8:12 am, not too long after sunrise.
And yet the high today won't break 70.
Monotonous, near-perfect weather for eternity.
That's the Bay Area.
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We hope to reach 28 degrees, but I'm dubious, however it's sunny and our house is well defended by snow creatures with icicles protruding from odd, and occasionally surprising angles.
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Caught up on writing projects. It seems my plan is working.
Now to take care of cleaning the house, doing the laundry, preparing for tomorrow's game, and a nice, long, hot relaxing shave.
I think we've reached the time of year I'm not allowed to talk about the weather any more.
I open the windows once it breaks 60 F outside. This morning I opened them at 8:12 am, not too long after sunrise.
And yet the high today won't break 70.
Monotonous, near-perfect weather for eternity.
That's the Bay Area.
That sounds utterly awful.
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That sounds utterly awful.I think we've reached the time of year I'm not allowed to talk about the weather any more.
I open the windows once it breaks 60 F outside. This morning I opened them at 8:12 am, not too long after sunrise.
And yet the high today won't break 70.
Monotonous, near-perfect weather for eternity.
That's the Bay Area.
A lot of transplants complain bitterly about our lack of weather, to which my response is a very cordial, "You should move back home, then!"
No one's taken me up on it, yet...
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In my most recent dream, I was at a local high school watching an advance screening of the Assassins Creed animated movie. I sat between my wife and Alexander Skarsgaard, who did one of the voices. He was bullying me the entire time, asking to borrow my phone, for me to get him chips and all sorts of things. My wife asked me to stand up to him and I tried with limited success. The part of the movie that was amaing was where the supposed last assassin found a piece of eden that was stolen from him by a templar, who used it, bringing all the templars killed earlier in the movie back to life, who ganged up on the last assassin and killed him. I was really getting into it, but I had to answer the call of nature. I demanded my phone back from Skarsgaard and ran for the facilities. It turns out that the bathroom doorway was quite small, and I had to walk sideways to shimmy through. The facilities themselves were an ancient water closet, filled with water and an old style pulley handle to flush. I realized this was quite difficult to operate, and then I realized I REALLY had to go to the bathroom, so I woke up.
No one can say no to Alexander Skarsgard.
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I am very jealous of people who can remember their dreams at all.
I remember perhaps one dream per 2-3 years.
Imagine if, instead of going to sleep, dreaming, and waking up with odd memories of a doomed search for dish soap, you woke up remembering... nothing at all.
It's pretty boring, let me tell you!
I very rarely remember my dreams. Usually when I do, they are boring and stupid.
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That sounds utterly awful.I think we've reached the time of year I'm not allowed to talk about the weather any more.
I open the windows once it breaks 60 F outside. This morning I opened them at 8:12 am, not too long after sunrise.
And yet the high today won't break 70.
Monotonous, near-perfect weather for eternity.
That's the Bay Area.
A lot of transplants complain bitterly about our lack of weather, to which my response is a very cordial, "You should move back home, then!"
No one's taken me up on it, yet...
I think 60s every day sounds divine.
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That sounds utterly awful.I think we've reached the time of year I'm not allowed to talk about the weather any more.
I open the windows once it breaks 60 F outside. This morning I opened them at 8:12 am, not too long after sunrise.
And yet the high today won't break 70.
Monotonous, near-perfect weather for eternity.
That's the Bay Area.
A lot of transplants complain bitterly about our lack of weather, to which my response is a very cordial, "You should move back home, then!"
No one's taken me up on it, yet...
That's how I gave my boss in Seattle two weeks notice to move back to Wisconsin, I hadn't planned to but it lined up perfectly. :-)
Edit: weather or lack thereof had nothing to do with our move back.
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When I first read this I thought it said destroyer of words, which at the moment is a much more terrifying prospect....
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7 hours and 15 minutes tonight, what do they think I'm made of, time.
Then another 30 hours next week >:-/
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We now have Game of Thrones McFarlane building toys (think lego, but ridiculous detail).
They look pretty cool, I like The Walking Dead ones better (tho truth be told, not the show, what little I've seen.)