Pause.

I take the time out of roleplaying to think again. One scene is paused due to some questions about how powers work, which is cool and all. The other was interrupted by someone's OOC troubles, and them needing to vent. That's okay, too. Sometimes, I wish I could do so as easily.

Got my normal game tomorrow, and one kinda starting up Saturday. Trying a monk this time, to see what happens. If he gets killed, I might bow out, and cross one off the list to ease my mind.

Heard a pretty song on the radio today, and wished it were for me.

work, there were people out, and everyone was so happy I showed up. WHich is odd, because I try to be there as much as I can, and didn't have any vaca planned. Besides, it made me feel...used, when they said 'Thank God you're here.' Like I can always be depended on, which I never really liked. Because when people depend on me like that, they always push me into doing things, especially if I din't want to do them, and I'm stuck every time.

Tired again. Really tired.

Countdown.

Ok, I'm about halfway through lunch about now, then back to work until 8. After that, I go gaming.

Now, the current sitch in this D&D game. We're injured. One healer is very very dead, the other is out of spells. We're out of magic users. We just fought off an advance army while holding a small tower. The army was some...ghost-but-not-undead thing, a few elementals, a trio of giant Spiders, and Clerics than can cast lots of Flame Strikes. Add to this about 70 Gnolls and more human soldiers. The player of the Dwarf Fighter won't be there tonight, and I'll be late due to work. We're hurt bad, and the sun's setting, and my character has Lycanthropy.

And the rest of the army just showed up.

The GM thinks this is it. The End. We're dead. And, seeing the odds, and no divine intervention to help, I'm inclined to agree with him.

And part of me couldn't ba happier. Closing a book on a campaign that I don't think I ever really took to. Maybe start anew, maybe give myself some more free time, I dunno.

Maybe afte tonight, the choice will, for once, be mine.