Saw Episode 8 The Last Jedi! biggrin And it was with my bros (2 Star Wars obsessed dudes I've been friends with for a long time) who I saw Rogue One with last year around this time!!! It's amazing, we're planning to get the three of us together now every time a Star Wars movie comes out to see it. Honestly, I cried. The movie was so emotional, so well done, and just... It went beyond all my expectations. It did basically abandon every question left from Episode 7, but the new opportunities it posed and set up make me wonder how they can finish this off with just 1 more movie.
And it's been almost a year. Rest in peace, Carrie Fisher. You live on as stardust forged from your metal space bikini which strangled you to death.
Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2017 7:36 pm
I've gotten Star Wars items from the wheel thingy for 2 days in a row now!!! biggrinbiggrinbiggrin I'm so ******** happy!!!!!!
I keep picking at my fingers. They've been splitting open and bleeding a lot for days now, and I keep using bandaids to stop picking but then I get frustrated at having to wash my hands so carefully and pull the bandaids off. I can't take this... Waterproof bandaids still make me do the same, but not as frequently.
Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2017 7:04 pm
I found..... an entire metal album....... written just for dogs................... It's dogs barking to the tunes of the songs...........................................
I found..... an entire metal album....... written just for dogs................... It's dogs barking to the tunes of the songs...........................................
Now for the real question...
WHO LET THE DOGS OUT!
Seriously though, going to blare it while you are in the car?
Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2017 5:39 pm
I learned a painful thing tonight. I have to wait 2 more weeks added onto these painful 2 months to learn if I'm going to get the testosterone to transition. It's gotten to the legal standpoint. We filed an appeal that will take 2 weeks to get through. Just for a posibility. But everything's been a posibility at this point. One I feel is entirely in vain. People keep telling me I'm gonna get the testosterone eventually, I'll get it someday but damnit, I need it now. I'm so ******** tired of fighting. I really am. I've been fighting for so damn long I just need a break. But I'm not getting one anytime soon, it seems... Gods above, help me...
Trapped inside this paradise still bleeding While there are so many faces in this mask of lies Blinded by the promises and the life in pain Now the time has come for all of us to rise
Through the fires of hell between us Through a lifetime of our dreams Endless tears still burn inside Beneath the sadness of our screams
At the edge of our forsaken lands Sign that we stand here alone Nothing to say when the evil finally burns
We all stand in silence for the wasted and gone One warrior standing, through a thousand years strong Our past lives still shining, the starlight reveals Our glory remembered, with the power of the steel
Sunlight agonizingly peered through cracks between thick clouds. It set beyond ancient mountains, barren and simply twigs where full trees once lay when winter did not reign. The vast valley beneath, once filled with lush grass now browned–deadened–spanned miles, gravestones both cracked and built anew littering its every space even beyond the horizon. Faded names and poorly chiseled dates adorned each stone.
Garrick stepped forth toward one grave. Bitter, brittle wind whirred past and sent out a hollow, ominous ring through spaces in the statue–dull obsidian with a silver-lined base. Rusted medallions more tarnished than shimmering, and wilted flowers whose petals turned nearly to dust adorned the surrounding land.
“Naga,” Garrick said.
He crouched down, brushed one hand across the base lifting the dust away from a small golden plaque.
Our eternal Lord Naga–brave queen of the isles of chaos, warlord everlasting, here you rest in peace, your death valiantly achieved in war to unite all in hell beneath your holy name. Never will you be forgotten, for you lay ‘mongst your valiant warriors who all died in your namesake.
Garrick huffed. “So brave and valiant that they were left in graves destined to rot,” he commented. “You’re surrounded by the forgotten–the undesired. What does that make you, Naga?” He stood up, brushed his hand along the statue’s leg to lift the dust away. Dullness gone, the area now shimmered in the scattered rays of sunlight–the only warmth in a unkempt valley of dead things.
Garrick sighed and stepped away. He gazed to Naga’s statue and narrowed his look directly to its eyes. “It’s ironic, isn’t it?”
Silence.
“The once-reveled queen and warlord, thought to be eternal, you stole everything you had and lost it all only to be left in desolation–in nothing,” he said. “Karma bit your bleeding a** harder than you imagined, I guess.” He grinned and chuckled.
The Soulfinder turned to his satchel and unlatched the leather strap, then dug around through the mounds of ancient parchment paper. One grasped carefully in his palm, he pulled it out and knelt before the statue.
Garrick studied the page. Just a few lines, calligraphy from a song.
“The bones of beasts and the bones of kings Become dust in the wake of the hymn Mighty kingdoms rise, but they all will fall No more than a breath on the wind”
Garrick reached his arm out and set the paper against the base of the grave. He turned his back to it, latched the satchel shut and stood and silently walked away.
Wind blew through the valley and disturbed the dead grass. The lyrical parchment page crackled, corners fell away into the air. Its center landed in pieces upon the grass and quickly turned a damning grey tone. With a rivaling, stronger wind, the pieces disintegrated. Now dust, every last particle lifted freely into the sky only to blow around and disappear into the valley of the forgotten.
I went through all my drawers today to find old clothing I don't wear anymore. A long while ago, my former abuser gave me a shirt, Star Wars plans for the Millennium Falcon. I haven't worn it in at least a year and a half. So today, I put that shirt in a donation pile along with everything I don't wear anymore--collectible shirts and limited edition things, and some epic fandom-art stuff, too! And it's all going to go to children who need them and want them! smile Things once loved will be loved again and appreciated. And maybe inspire those kids to find a new interest in those fandoms like I did. It's a great thing to donate.
I WATCHED BRIGHT WHY THE ******** WASN'T THAT MOVIE PUT IN THEATERS HOLY s**t IT'S POWERFUL WITH A DAMN GOOD STORY AND I NEED A ******** SEQUEL!!!!!
Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2017 8:46 pm
My aunt knows me too well. xd She had me for a grab bag present and so she bought me 2 books: American Gods, and The Age of the Vikings. I'VE BEEN WANTING TO READ AMERICAN GODS FOR YEARS NOW HOLY s**t!!!!!!! AND A BOOK ABOUT VIKINGS HOLY ******** THANK YOU!!!
It's awesome seeing my old martial arts teacher now doing the thing he loves the most. He travels all around the east coast and hosts and participates in TONS of renaissance fairs! biggrin And he's so happy about it and he's become part of numerous organizations which teach martial arts and medieval swordfighting/HEMA. I'm really happy for him, and it's also just... really inspiring, you know? biggrin
Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2017 7:04 pm
There is this house in my town up for sale. It's currently owned by the bank, it's for sale by the owner with no inspections, no up-to-code rooms, the buyer is responsible for the house's damages and costs of repair, the house will be sold so it's off the books (I think? It's so unclear...), and there is only one picture display of the house and the dude wants almost $400k for it. The buyer will be responsible for getting the current resident out who refuses to leave despite having been asked to leave numerous times.
So basically you're buying a sketchy house without any information with some random dude still living in it who won't go away. For ~400k.
In all honesty, though, I do swear to show how passionate and joyful about something I am! biggrin I'm just... really energetic and stuff and I don't know how else to fully display that???
Posted: Sat Dec 30, 2017 7:42 am
I LOVE THE DAWNGUARD STORYLINE MORE THAN THE DRAGONBORN ONE!!!!! crying
Holy s**t that was well-written, and the epicness kept me enthralled the entire time. Not to mention just... all the different options you can choose to make the storyline different! You can refuse vampirism, become a vampire, or start the story as a vampire beforehand. I did it with refusing vampirism, and just... oh my god it's perfect. I've never played anything so epic before with so many twists and turns tbh. I think it's my new favorite storyline of any game ever.
Also... I thought Blackreach was bad. Turns out there's like 3 more of those in the world. RIP
I got a HUGE paycheck this time around so I chose to treat myself. And buy the long coat I've had my eyes on since I was 14. It's expensive as ********, but compared to how much I have saved up, it's nothing. But it's a lot to me because I'm an EXTREME saver. I went waaaayyyy over my usual $20 budget... sweatdrop
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