HNY/Spiders in my head
Jan. 3rd, 2005 02:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Oh, have I not done that yet? Oooops... um, *clears throat* A Very Happy New Year to everyone! Last year was pretty hellish in every respect, and I know lots of people who agree with me. So I wish everyone a better year than last year. May it bring a fresh wind to blow away the cobwebs, and fresh mountain springs of joy and jubilation. May errant twenty pound notes stick to your shoes, attractive strangers proposition you on the bus, bluebirds sing you awake every morning and roses scatter petals on you everywhere you walk. Although that could get a little tiresome. Something along those lines, anyway.
Speaking of cobwebs, what is wrong with me? I feel like I've been asleep since New Year's. Neither my brain nor my body are functioning as they should. WAKE UP!
I had the lovely Naomi over for a day... hello evil nomi!... not had in that sense, you understand. Unfortunately she decided to be very ill when she was here... hope you're feeling better now hon.
spintrian and Vicky came over and we played my new game Munchkin which is great and very funny but only if you've ever roleplayed. It's based on Dork Tower, a nerdy roleplayer spoof comic. One of my favourite cards is 'Invoke Obscure Rule, go up a level'... cackles hysterically... if I'm leaving you cold, pity me.
New Years Eve suffered from a lack of forward thinking on my part and some bad luck... I went to
spintrian's friend Anna's for the night, and unfortunately ALL the other people she invited over called to cancel! Which I thought was appalling, really, and would have left me distraught. As it happens, we had a very good night, if a little quiet. Champagne and bon bons, a little Jools Holland for the countdown, some fireworks visible from the front door afterwards... yeah, it was a nice night. Anna was kind enough to let
spintrian and I collapse on her living room floor afterwards.
But since then, nothing. I am seriously brain dead, and fatigued. And bored.
Speaking of cobwebs, what is wrong with me? I feel like I've been asleep since New Year's. Neither my brain nor my body are functioning as they should. WAKE UP!
I had the lovely Naomi over for a day... hello evil nomi!... not had in that sense, you understand. Unfortunately she decided to be very ill when she was here... hope you're feeling better now hon.
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New Years Eve suffered from a lack of forward thinking on my part and some bad luck... I went to
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But since then, nothing. I am seriously brain dead, and fatigued. And bored.
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Date: 2005-01-03 07:07 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-01-03 07:15 am (UTC)Feh, more coffe...
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Date: 2005-01-03 10:00 am (UTC)Hee hee... There is a 'Hammer of Kneecapping' usable by dwarves only... Snicker...
'Bribe the GM with junk food. Go up a level...'
*Laughs very loudly and then looks around, redfaced*
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Date: 2005-01-03 06:41 pm (UTC)Our AD&D sessions were never terribly serious.
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Date: 2005-01-04 03:45 am (UTC)Great... I love it. Mine were always terribly serious... until I played Vampire with Rob and Selena, we were always cracking up then. Like in our last game there was an ancient mystical seal in an abandoned church which was integral to the plot. This became known as the Seal of Doom, complete with ARF ARF noises and flipper clapping...
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Date: 2005-01-04 05:03 am (UTC)I'm trying to remember what other pointless magical items I had. It was my very high level mage character, and with high level magicians, and a GM who never read the rulebook, it was possible to achieve all sorts of mystical affects, particularly with the transfer enchantment spell. THere was a pair of +3 magical socks. There was the +2 levitated armchair of death, which, being levitated, made for a perfect frictionless missile. The Stone Of INstant Teleportation To 2 Feet Behind Marks Character.
Then there was the time my high level mage was taken over by an evil alien brain control entity, turned on the group, cast disintegrate, everybody failed their saves, and the entire adventuring group was disintegrated. Oops.