April 30, 2003
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
|Purgatory (Repenting Believers)||Low|
|Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)||Very Low|
|Level 2 (Lustful)||Very High|
|Level 3 (Gluttonous)||High|
|Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)||Low|
|Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)||Moderate|
|Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)||Very Low|
|Level 7 (Violent)||Very High|
|Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)||High|
|Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)||Low|
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
April 29, 2003
My friends are weird...
Haylon just ate a Crispy Cream double glazed raspberry filled doughnut and screamed in pain as the ungodly sweetness stabbed his tongue like a silver spear.
Cinderella says "Okay.... so was this a good thing or a bad thing?"
Robbie says "Dude."
Haylon says "Nothing that is of God could be that sweet."
Cinderella repeats... good thing or bad thing? ;)
Haylon says "I know whereof I speak. I used to eat double glazed doughnuts with chocolate syrup and washed them down with Mountain Dew spiked with Pixie sticks. Nothing has ever made me scream in pain from being sweet before though."
Robbie says "Dear god - how are you not -dead-?"
Cinderella blinks. Jesus.
Haylon says "It was sweet to the point that it was not actually sweet. It was a whole different sensation that has more to do with rapture or damnation or being fucked to death by 1000 satyrs than with anything you normally associate with the word "Sweet""
Cinderella whoas. "Now that's a doughnut."
Haylon is afraid of it.
Cinderella says "Fear the doughnut."
April 28, 2003
I have to say, "I Only Have Eyes for You" is one of the single most heart-wrenching episodes of Buffy ever. I don't think I've ever seen a more effective layering of past and present. It reminds me of what I've tried to do in the past in Changeling games, only much more skillful. Every time I see this episode it just gets better.
April 23, 2003
I have crackers and I
I have crackers and I have Gatorade. You know you envy me.
April 22, 2003
I have chills (but apparently no fever), stomach cramps, and my digestive system is in full revolt. Shoot me. Shoot me now.
Take a good look at the date of this entry. April 22. APRIL FREAKING 22! And yet, what did I see driving around town this morning? Snow. Big fluffy snowflakes falling down from an April sky.
I so hate Michigan.
April 21, 2003
So we were talking about
So we were talking about this test online. By we, I mean like every person I ever hang out with online, practically. We were discussing the test's validity.
Aiser says "What I mean is, that can't be all that SQ boils down to - wondering how things work."
Paige says "Yes it can! Because that's all men think about! That, and sex."
Paige says "And that's it."
Paige says "Nothing else ever."
Paige says "Bow chicka bow bow!"
Don John thinks about how sex works.
Haylon thinks about how to have sex at work.
Don John says "Brand, you're a substitute teacher. Don't go there."
Cinderella falls over.
Paige says "Ew."
Cinderella is SO quoting that.
My results, for the curious: EQ was 31, SQ was 30. I apparently have an asexual brain.
April 18, 2003
So here I am...
3 am. Awake again, as I have been for the past several nights. Not feeling the least bit sleepy. Jonesing hard core for the sort of intense, in-depth roleplay I used to do all the time. (I've spent way too much time reading old old MUSH scene logs lately, and remembering the good old days.) The good news with that is, my creative juices are starting to rumble around again.
The other good news, this song blows my socks off.
April 16, 2003
Rumpus has a problem. He
Rumpus has a problem. He needs help. You see, he is physically and psychologically incapable of passing a glass or cup without reaching out and tipping it over. It's an addiction. A tragic addiction.
April 15, 2003
This is me, falling off
This is me, falling off the couch. Nathan Fillion's character on Buffy sounds EXACTLY like Mal. Guess Joss really hasn't given up on Firefly yet.
April 14, 2003
Sad but true
It feels really good to be back at work, planning things. Planning anything. I mean, plannning indicates that I'm forming some sort of interest in what's ahead, right? That's a good feeling. Now if I can just dig out of the pile of paperwork on my desk...
April 13, 2003
Comcast can just bite me. My cable modem connection has been getting steadily worse and worse. I get dropped off all the time, I can't reconnect. Then last night while I was talking to
Every time I see those stupid Comcast internet commercials about how awesome their service is, I want to barf.
This is turning out to be one of the best weekends I've had in a long, long time. It got off to a rousing start with Buffy on Thursday, then Friday I went to Dawn and Jason's, where we started the new 7th Sea game that Jason is running. Dawn and I are playing sisters (I'm a stuffy prissy scholar, she's a Sea Dog), and we're being joined by Bill and Joelle, a couple Jason and I play Werewolf with.
However, before the gaming goodness started, since I got there early, I went to the park with Dawn and Jason and Justin, who just had his 2nd birthday last week. Justin and I played on the swings while Dawn pushed him--I discovered that under no circumstances was I allowed to leave my swing. I got up once or twice, and Justin yelled, "No no! Whee!" (Translation: "Don't leave, sit down on the swing, which is clearly a lot of fun.")
7th Sea was an absolute blast. My character is going to be a hoot (think Evie from The Mummy, only more reserved and proper), and watching Bill and Jason play off each other left me in stitches. I ended up crashing at Dawn and Jason's for the night, planning to come home this morning.
Well, that didn't happen. We spent the morning lazing around and playing with Justin, then Jason twisted my arm and got me to pick up a PS2 game I'd played there once before, called Pirates. It's not a big state-of-the-art game or anything, but it's a lot of fun a la Legend of Zelda. I spent the entire afternoon playing, pretty much. At dinnertime, I realized I should probably get home, but we got started talking about the Changeling campaign I've been talking about starting up again for just Dawn and Jason, and sure enough, by 7:30, we were talking character creation and background info, since this chronicle takes place five years after my last Changeling chronicle. I have the seeds of a plot, so I am happy.
Finally, I left their house about 12:30 or so. I hadn't gotten ten minutes from their house when I see flashing lights behind me. I was pulled over for the third time in my life--unlike last time, I didn't get arrested. However, I did get my first speeding ticket. It was worth it, though. After weeks of increasing isolation and crushing depression, it feels SO GOOD to be back among the living.
ETA: Of course, I realized when I got home that I missed Mer's birthday dinner tonight, ack. Sorry Mer, happy birthday anyway!
April 10, 2003
I am exquisitely tired, down to my very nerve endings. I am not, however, the least bit drowsy. I haven't been to sleep yet. There's no time to sleep all day today. Maybe if I can stay up most of the day I can go back to sleeping at night like normal people.