Ugh.

The game went real late. Even though I said staying late even if it was Daylight Savings Time was not what I wanted to do, I got press-ganged into staying, and my 16th level character got killed. They mentioned a True Res, and I did say that's exactly what they were going to do. I am not going to lose a level or anything just because these little shits don't respect other people's wishes.

I will talk to the mailing list: Never Again.

And, my time frame is all fucked up, almost No One is on right now even with the extra hour to talk to. Cranky, and I'm never going to get enough of the right rest and I'm going to end up fucked over for Monday at work.

I think I have to make some decisions tomorrow as to what I want to RP. Will work on that when I wake up, whenever the hell that is.

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Need to work out stuff with Mom. With everyone going away next weekend on, we need to work out what we're going to do for meals and such, considering Mom has trouble cooking. Not all the time; we're having roast beef tonight, and my room is right off the kitchen and I'm practically drooling on my keyboard right now.

The Yankees lost. Dad hasn't started kvetching yet, but give it time. And he's going to Florida next weekend? Might be dangerous.

And, Mike's munchkin-level D&D game? Friday night...I was takned on coffee and still falling asleep at the table. Little John had his laptop and was playing temple of Elemental Evil during the fight scene-er, game. The whole night was one fight, and we're not even done, and Mike didn't care who was playing what, and he played 'arbitrarily' with the rules. In other words, he changed stuff in the middle of the round because we were winning. People quoted him the rules, and it wasn't like little minor things, but major ones, and he just ignored it.

So, people are pissed, and most of them have told me or others they want a new game. Finally, I don't feel like a villain...