Game tonight

When adeana wakes up we'll make some calls, not just this post. But adeana and I are going to pass on game tonight.

She starts a 6 day, 24hr shift this week. Starting tomorrow. So we want a night to ourselves. Sorry guys, and gals. It's been a long time since we've had some us time. Next weekend we'll be back, and ready to game.

Feel free to PM me during the week. Also, as a reminder, if you want to BS with me or get a hold of me I'll make it a habit of having aim messenger up when I get home from work each day from....I don't know roughly 5pm to 10pm. I play a lot of video games, so expect some delay between that first message and when I respond. Once I see it, I'll stop gaming long enough to shoot the shit with you guys.

Have a great weekend!

I think it would be better to host the next part of my game when at least half of the players can make it. I understand that Jim has other obligations tonight too, so let's run my D&D game in two weeks.

So next week is LARP right?

Yep Next week is Larp

I look forward too it already. I'll be pretty amped up for game by then after this break.

I had a hilarious accident while cleaning the closet that belonged in a three stooges movie. The cover for the fusebox smacked me on the head, my cat tried to run into the closet, I tried to stop him with my foot and wound up kicking the rollerskate that I was using to hold the door open hard enough to pretty seriously injure my little toe. This was almost a week ago, and it's still black and blue.

Anyway, hopefully I'll be all better by Saturday, but if not, I might plunk myself down somewhere and refuse to move.

I'm sorry to hear that Michelle. Was it an evil cat plot? Or just an accident? With cats you can never be too sure.

I vote for evil cat plot. Had the plan come to fruition, you would ended up locked in the closet while the cats plundered the food supply. Perhaps even inviting other cats over for a cat party, I can see it, kitty sized beer bongs, bowls full of ex and kitty viagra...

We call the cat responsible 'The Evil', so I have no doubt. He probably just wanted to get into a back corner of the closet and poop so we'd be wandering around going 'where is that smell coming from?' for weeks, or some other such tomfoolery.

He's really freaking adorable, though, so I always wind up forgiving him.

Till one day, it's you in the back corner of the closet getting ripe in your cat induced deadness with Sam walking around going "What's that smell?" Evil I say, evil!