Well, have a beer on me FE!
And cheer up! It could be worse. . .
I haven't been invited to a birthday party in years. . . there have been parties that I organized, for people I care deeply about, that I was uninvited to . . . not just not invited, explicitly told not to come. And not just birthday parties. An aunt once called and described the wonderful meal they had planned for Xmas dinner and how much everyone looked forward to seeing me and then asked that I not come, since there would not be enough food for me. Good times.
On that note, I'll have an Arrogant Bastard.
Due to the HD crash, I lost the work I was doing on NPCs. Maybe it's time for some more research, namely: starting up a new toon and listening to the full intro text from everyone in the Rogue Encampment. Perhaps I'll make this a part of my Socket tourney char: she must listen to the full speeches from every NPC at least once, and maybe once in every difficulty. . . woo. Sounds like fun, huh. You jealous?
And I sort of like qwerty for a name, but hummm. . . There's a character in a couple of Calvino books: qfwfq, which might work (even though I can't pronounce 'qfwfq'). Oh well. I'll come up with something.
Arrogant Bastard here I come!
