Only Desert Combat players need see

Just as the title said

http://uploads.ungrounded.net/content.php?id=183380&name=183380_dc.swf&title=Real%20DC&date=1090900800&quality=b&uj=0&w=455&h=338

And finally this. 

Hope noone gets insulted. I just thought it looks funny. 

This always stirs my imagination 

Rusty gears

Tiring day. over. Fun day. over.  I had fun... just rp'ed a very lighthearted session over in Kats place with some guys.  First time that combat was so... minimal. Rp was actually quite heavy ( and weird).  The usual bloodthirsty noob rush occasionally happened. "I slash him" was uttered several times. Memories of older players commiting atrocities in thankfully fantasy realms started rushing in. it was good. Laughs were aplenty and eyebrows were constantly raised.

Anyone who played Dnd with me would probably strangle me if they knew how relaxed the rules were. 2 levels in less than 3 hours. ANyways. Enough dnd rambling.

Heres a really weird game I found
http://www.gluelondon.com/creativeshowcase/hysterical_girlfriend/main.html

 
Have a nice weekend peeps.

Driver!

I saw this video and just cant believe it. People do drive great. Somewhere.

http://www.cyberonic.net/~marcin/wmpembed.html

Capitabliss

The beginning of a hospitality week in beloved Taylors. Today is Professional Day. Beautiful monday. What does professional day mean? Well... we all get to dress up in jackets, suits and so on so that we can look. yep. professional. Its purely cosmetic. Got on my favourite (only) jacket and drove to college. Feels weird driving to your everyday occupation/responsibility with a jacket. 
 
Everyone I knew off walked with an extra bounce in their feet I noticed. The ones who forgot about this significant day acted almost meek. Strange day. 
 
A few days ago I managed to test my beautiful 4 wheeler for its amphibious capabilities. it rained really heavy. The road outside my college got flooded. High enough that it flooded a car right in front of me. With an ecstatic grin and a swelling of chest I flicked the gear to low and after assuring my passengers (fellow college hitchikers not wanting to get wet in mentioned heavy rain) I drove into the flood waters at a stately steady 30 kmph.  All seemed fine. All went fine. I got through.  Sorry to disappoint anyone expecting a disaster story. I just love driving through water.
 
 

Tag basket

Didnt realize getting a tagboard is this easy. Now I shall ponder on the mysteries of pic uploading. Anyone knows if theres a way to change the background wallpaper?
 
Sunday sleepy afternoon. No comments. Enjoy yourself. SHouldnt be looking at my blog on a sunday. shame on you

Midnight cough

Its midnight. 12:28. I'm sleepless. Coughing. nursing a flu. And a happy collection of aches in my joints. A head full of gloomy thoughts. A reminder of more fun days to come. And a whole library of bad literature. Crickets outside. I can hear only one or two rather than the whole goddamn chorus today. Almost muted. Clicking of the goddamn keyboard sounds depressing. Not in the mood to play the usual game. Eyes burning. Melodramatic ranting ensues.
 
Well. I'm bored. Let me write a story. I'll see how its greeted by anyone seeing it. If they think its weak and bad I'll do something else.
 
The rain pelted down on him. The rich invading smell of refuse and rain filling his senses. He shifts uneasily against the brick wall nuzzling his butt against the garbage getting himself comfortable. His eyes blink. Watering. He rubs at it. Legs splayed out in front of him. A smile at the passing people. He inches against the wall and the garbage. He smiles up at the rain. The stinging slap of rain drops on his weathered face. He wipes at his face thought it still remains wet. He makes himself comfortable. He knows at least its raining on him.
 
didnt come out as intended. I think its going nowhere and vague. Any suggestions how to continue this? Or is it that bad?
 
 

Gloomy afternoon syndrome

Well its another gloomy afternoon (check the title). Its that time of day where its just bright enough to wake you up but dark enough to encourage inactivity. Result? Me being gloomy. So to cheer myself up I have decided to play a few rounds of BF: Pirates saying really bad phrase lines over the net involving rum and cutlasses. 
 
              My cats still sleeping since I kept bugging her last night.. came down for something to eat at night and she kept on trying to sleep as she gets washed by the harsh refrigerator light and the constant flicking of lights made by an unclear head and hungry stomach.
 
              Must stop before I rant. More pirates!
 
 

Cute

After noting the mushrooming of blogs around... kinda wondered what is the attraction to setting up blogs. I dont write really well though... but maybe keeping a life journal of somesort will come in handy some day. Always wanted to keep a diary. Thanks for dropping over.