Railroad of Doom
Nov. 19th, 2005 03:50 pmOr as Murdock put it, futility.
Despite Snowwy's abrupt absence, we did sort of have a session of the Shadake game. A new player was there, 'Fidget' who's apparently in the area now. He showed a bunch of pictures from a job up in Alaska, but the implication was that he'd be here for a while at least, since we went to all the trouble of making him a character and all. That took a while.
Then, Lazar and Fidget stepped out to discuss things privately, and when I got back from the bathroom Murdock told me that we were supposed to decide how to deal with 'Perrel being shot in the back and falling unconscious'.
"Er... shot by who, the weasel? And wasn't he already unconscious from the electric doorknob?"
( game summary )
On the way home, I was contemplaying the growing piles of comics on my coffee table, and thinking about how awful it would be if the apartment manager decided to schedule an inspection. When I got home, I found a notice on the door, telling me they were going to do an inspection Monday.
But it's okay, when I picked up comics today I also bought some comic-book boxes, which should at least let me get the extraneous piles under control. And it isn't really an inspection of cleanliness anyway, they're inspecting the plumbing to make sure it wasn't damaged by recent repairs. Plus, the current managers aren't complete nazi jerks like the last set.
Still means I have to clean though. Foo.
Despite Snowwy's abrupt absence, we did sort of have a session of the Shadake game. A new player was there, 'Fidget' who's apparently in the area now. He showed a bunch of pictures from a job up in Alaska, but the implication was that he'd be here for a while at least, since we went to all the trouble of making him a character and all. That took a while.
Then, Lazar and Fidget stepped out to discuss things privately, and when I got back from the bathroom Murdock told me that we were supposed to decide how to deal with 'Perrel being shot in the back and falling unconscious'.
"Er... shot by who, the weasel? And wasn't he already unconscious from the electric doorknob?"
( game summary )
On the way home, I was contemplaying the growing piles of comics on my coffee table, and thinking about how awful it would be if the apartment manager decided to schedule an inspection. When I got home, I found a notice on the door, telling me they were going to do an inspection Monday.
But it's okay, when I picked up comics today I also bought some comic-book boxes, which should at least let me get the extraneous piles under control. And it isn't really an inspection of cleanliness anyway, they're inspecting the plumbing to make sure it wasn't damaged by recent repairs. Plus, the current managers aren't complete nazi jerks like the last set.
Still means I have to clean though. Foo.