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Sunday, November 30, 2003

I accidently found the unofficial published 3rd edition rules for Birthright. It's a PDF made by the original TSR staff and a bunch of fans (since the team lead was the guy who actually created the world, he has the rights to it or somesuch and can publish stuff on it unofficially as long as he's not making a profit).

So, that 10 second download took a lot of the prep away...weee!

Posted a little more info on the play-by-mail campaign in the projects section on the nega board. The actual rules for Birthright are pretty easy to blend into 3.5 edition because almost all the dice rolls use the d20 or d100. Just a matter of converting the DCs for everything.

DisorderRating
Paranoid:Moderate
Schizoid:Low
Schizotypal:Low
Antisocial:High
Borderline:Low
Histrionic:Low
Narcissistic:Low
Avoidant:Moderate
Dependent:Low
Obsessive-Compulsive:Low

-- Personality Disorder Test - Take It! --



Antisocial and Avoidant....never saw those coming. I'll just go back to illegally downloading source material for another one of my escapist realms.

Ofcourse, if I plan on using that antisocial, avoidant material to create a situation in which I will increase my social activity with people by a massive amount, what does that make me?

Saturday, November 29, 2003

Using the 3.5 rules, ofcourse.

If I was to say that I was downloading all the out of print Birthright rule books and thinking of potentially running an email campaign, would anyone be interested?

Friday, November 28, 2003

The rain has finally turned to snow. And now I become a desicated corpse because of how dry it is here in London.

In the future, think twice about torching any mummies you encounter, as I may closely resemble one.

Thursday, November 27, 2003

Today is the 'merican Thanks Givin' so our call volume is at such a level as that I get to wait at least 15 minutes between each call. I pass the time by drawing the grizzly deaths of endless stickmen on, over, and frequently involving the written information I take from customers. So far, the guy with the letter P is dominating, but I figure he'll get dropped by the stickman that has just figured out that he can throw the letter O like a deadly chakrum.

Also: Sometimes the customers ask us why we're working this holiday. I tell them the office is in Canada. "Oh," they say "You guys don't have Thanks Givin'?"

Also, also: Some of the employees here are bitching that it's boring. Boring to be paid to sit at a desk for a few hours and not do anything while still making 10$ an hour and you can talk to everyone, have access to email and also fully interneted computers.
Why the fuck did it take me so long to find a job with so many people that can apparently do without one?

Wednesday, November 26, 2003

Dear Mother Nature,
There seems to be some confusion: I am not a reptile, and as such, would not like to shed my skin like one.

Please tell Old Man Winter to slip on a patch of ice and crack his skull, for me. He doesn't answer the phone anymore...I think he must have Call Display now.

Buhbye,
Joshy

Sunday, November 16, 2003

Today I grappled and pinned an invisible halfling mayor in a sleeper hold while my paladin buddy righteously punched him in the kidneys.

Shane then hog-tied him and we placed him in a loot sac.

We then delivered him to the local back-water sheriff, collected the bounty and grabbed a beer at the local tavern.

Wednesday, November 12, 2003

Most Filling Sandwich I've Had in a Month:
1 6oz baccon and cheddar cheese stuffed hamburger patty
2 thick slices of whole grain-multigrain bread (I had no buns left, so I used bread. TAKE IT UP A NOTCH)
5 thick slices of cheddar (the block of cheese was almost done so I cut thick to use it all)
1/2 cooking onion
lots of mustard
little bit o ketchup

Broil hamburger (crunchier the better if you ask me).
Stick cheddar (say it! say cheddah! shehdaaaarrrrrrrrrrr) on one side of bread.
Microwave bread with cheese on it until it starts to melt
Hack up onion into whatever size of pieces you want; sprinkle on melted cheddar
Mircowave bread again for about half the time. This melds the cheese and the bread and the onions together in some sort unholy triple union that would make an American Bible Thumper faint. It also takes a bit of the zing and heartburn out of the onions.
Put wellcooked patty on the cheesy side, microwave for about 10 seconds so it all melts together and cannot escape until it's too late (feel free to say aloud "There will be no escape until it's too late. Muha ha ha haaa". It adds flava. BAM!)
Smother with mustard. Attempt to smother with ketchup, but then remember that you are down to the last couple ketchup molecules. Now look sad and say "Doh".
Devour.

It has an odd flavour because of the multigrain. I would call it something like 'grainy' and 'beefy', similar to butchering a cow in a field of grain, making a barbeque out of impromptu items and then eatting your burger with a fist full o' grain.

Delicious, healthy, hearty. I made 2 thinking I would eat them both, but the first one made me feel like I had killed (with anti-terrorist sonar) and eatten a whole whale. The second one was wrapped up and will be reheated for lunch tomorrow. I will update, with colourfull commentary, the reheated flavour.

Until next time. Remember: Meat is murder. Just shut the fuck up and eat it.

Tuesday, November 11, 2003

So far, this is the most I've read/heard about Revolutions:

"Personally, I think it's a cinematic landmark, as this film is the first time someone has managed to construct a narrative entirely out of plot holes."

It's a mainstream action movie attempting to tie in the metaphysical and philosophy...what the crap do you expect? I gave up on the story the first time I saw the first movie and have since focused on bitching about the excessive use of slow motion and ackward acrobatics.

And now for something completely different.

This month I'm paying off my new bed. Next month I will have money for Christmas AND most of a new computer. Having money is so fucking AWESOME.

Related:
If Satan went shopping for computers to torture the eternally damned souls of hell with, he'd buy HP/Compaq. That is, if they aren't forged in the blackest flames of hell to begin with.

Stop reading this and get back to work.

Saturday, November 08, 2003

IAFT!

I'm at home and I'm using the INTERNET. It's funny because I never really take it for granted and I am constantly deprived of it for stupid reasons. Can I please have some more spite with my Murphy's Laws? Mmmm, delicious, thanks.

Did you play D&D last weekend? I did. And it was fun. It would have been FUN if my character was smart enough to NOT follow the rest of the party into an OBVIOUSLY EVIL monastary previously inhabited by an ICE WIGHT in the middle the NIGHT OF A FULL MOON while we KNEW that there were ORC WEREWOLF MONKS around and subsequently get AMBUSHED by a DOZEN of them.

It didnt help that the effects of a few spells had changed (see Shield spell, now listed under 'F" for 'Fuckn Useless') and I had hastily thrown my spellcaster together while the DM fed the rest of the party to a Dire Bear.

Next time we play, there's gonna be some victim-less crimes going down (I'll be punching people in the back in the dark).

Wednesday, November 05, 2003

Can't talk now. No internet at home and working is insane.

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