Subject: Ah, indeed. I christen thee the Space Case.
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Posted on: 2009-05-09 08:20:00 UTC
Which is actually not a reference to having your head in the clouds, with what I'm considering as an inspiration for that name.
Thanks!
As of 11:30 PM today, I am officially 19. It feels a rather hollow victory, though.
I did finish that interlude I was working on, so hooray for progress! If anyone would be willing to beta-read it for me, please e-mail me at novakrazny@gmail.com.
Have a glass longsword that sucks the life out of opponents. Don't worry about breakage; it's from the Elder Scrolls-verse, where glass is stronger than steel and bright green.
I always preferred light armor over the heavy stuff. Much obliged!
Have a Staff of Napalm.
What's the home universe? D&D?
I'm guessing I don't really need a manual to know what it does, though. Many thanks!
Munchkin is a hilarious card game which originated as a spoof of DnD, though there's also Star Munchkin, Munchkin Fu, Munchkin Cthulhu, etc. Oh, and then there's the expander packs, like Clerical Errors and The Call Of Cowthulhu. Cheating is part of the rules. It's fun.
Have a Skitty (and Wailord)!
In return, have a Magnemite egg.
Now I shall leave you to ponder exactly how the mechanics of that work.
(Thanks and best regards!)
Pondering!
I present you with a special dagger from the Raven Armory.
Like, D&D +5 special, or Go-on Wings Swiss Army Dagger special?
No matter how exactly, thank you!
Here, have an otter plushie. ^_^
Many thanks! He's going to meet all the others straight away.
I still have this huge collection of plushies and dolls from my childhood I've kept around for sake of nostalgia. One more can't hurt, right?
Although, due to the unfortunate typo, I appear to have gotten a mini K-9 instead.
Oh well, he'll make good friends for knucklejoe.
Ah, nineteen. A good age to be, or so I thought while desperately clinging on to it as twenty loomed.
What is it about May? There's yours and Sedri's, and mine and Fynn's are both next week. And it's just the same in Real Life - got four in a row to celebrate next week. Honestly, this month's almost as bad as the 28th of March (upon which about seven people I know have birthdays).
Then, on average, we can conclude that August is the month for love around here. Or maybe heat-crazed lust.
And I'm not sure how hard I can cling, anymore. It's all starting to blend together.
Oh well; my tastes haven't changed a whit! Give me books, video games, and historical stuffs and I'm as happy as a clam!
(Plus, a bonus: the Traveling Titanic Exhibit is finally coming back to the Twin Cities this June, so I'll get the chance to see it again for the first time in almost a decade! And, I'll have a chance to buy that lump of coal again; I missed out last time because money was tight. Best Birthday Gift Ever!)
Your parents must love you. Easiest birthday present ever. Me, I'm still badgering Pater for an etymological dictionary, and he's doing his damndest to weasel out of it.
Speaking of blending, not to distress you but nineteen is about where it really kicks in, I found. What with time going faster the older you get, and what with you now having had eighteen different ages to remember already, by the time you get your head round the fact you're nineteen you'll be practically twenty. And it only gets worse every year.
I was going to say "but how do you explain Sedri?" but then I realised she probably wasn't actually conceived down under. Clearly the only way to deal with August heat is to make like a rabbit and get it on.
Which historical stuffs, by the way?
This is coal from the Titanic. The only actual Titanic artifacts that are allowed to be sold are lumps of coal from the ship's bunkers, now scattered across the seabed (obviously; the rest of the ship can be effectively considered a mass maritime graveyard).
So I want one. And the problem is that I can only get one from this traveling exhibit, when it comes around. So I have been unable to get one for like a decade.
I'm mostly into 20th Century history; World War II in particular is my forte, but (as you might have guessed) I'm also big on the Titanic. And the Hindenburg disaster, while not quite as interesting of a human interest story as either of those two, did happen to occur on my birthday, so yeah.
So are you going to burn this coal? Or just... keep it, forever?
I like the human interest part of WWII - last story I got off my grandparents was about when the docks burnt, and my dad found an unexploded grenade in the cupboard under the stairs once. But at school it was all just dates and battles and yawn. And my grandparents were all born at the end of the twenties, so the really entertaining stories have come down from WWI and my great-grandparents instead. So I'll stick with the Vikings for now, because they're being surprisingly fun.
I have a space on my shelf I had intended to use for my subwoofer before I found out the cables couldn't reach there, and had to put it on the floor. Nice-sized lump of coal would fit there perfectly.
Have a sword of Valyrian steel.
I'm not too good with swords, but I'll see what I can do!
One more year of teenagerhood... scary thought, hm?
In recognition of this day, I present you with a sack of pebbles, your own sling, and a basket of Bleeprin-berries - delicious, memory-erasing, and healthy. :)
Now let's see how much damage I can cause and then subsequently know nothing about when they come asking!
;)
Which is actually not a reference to having your head in the clouds, with what I'm considering as an inspiration for that name.
Thanks!
*hands you a platter of birthday lembas*
Do enjoy!
[mouthfullspeak]Munny fanks. Dijoo makem yurshef?[/mouthfullspeak]
... if the lembas makes you zone out a bit and the world suddenly seems pretty bloody awesome but, like, you can't move your hands properly, and then you get REALLY hungry ... uh, it wasn't me ...
*mutters* I *did* specify that this batch wasn't to be 'special' ...
Happy Birthday!!
That would be 11:30 Central Standard Time. B-day is May 6.