Lead three tours through my School of Computing building today, attended a banquet for some high school females who are interested in computers and CS/IS/IT, and demo'd a digital forensics lab with our ~$5,000 tool kits. I love doing this kinda thing and I'm gonna miss it after I graduate.
I love that the Shadow side Gods/admins are stepping in and smacking them around when they get out of line. It gives me good feels to see things that help my little lines in the sand get more defined.
Now if only we had a leetle moar divine squish on Spirit.
You know how adults spell things in front of little kids so they don't know what they're saying. I taught my mother ASL fingerspelling. We now use it in front of my grandmother, who has Alzheimer's.
I really love how involved the admin are. Since I've come back we've had numerous awesome events like the battle with Grumagh and now we have Abhorash regularly waking and interacting with us. I've never felt so involved in an IRE game before in all my 10+ years of playing them.
Lots of small stuff too like @Iosyne mob possessing her Lair mobs to interact with me even though I had no clue in what direction I was going with it and it kind of jumped all over the place with no real purpose, heh. I just wanted to RP with mobs .
You guys rock!
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We got some thirty-to-forty people involved, we put up fliers and drove around the area. I saw her at 5pm last night, in the community next to ours a few miles away, but she got away from me. It was awful. I was so guilt-stricken, I couldn't eat or sleep. I was sure that I was the last person who'd ever see her. The first night was the hardest, she's not an outdoor dog and never had to fend for herself before. I kept imagining all the worst case scenarios and it made me sick. This morning, my dad was out on a bicycle looking for her. I was too depressed to get up, because I was sure we wouldn't find her. Around 2:30pm, we finally came home, heartsick and hopeless.
Then, thirty minutes later, the phone rings. A neighbor from a few blocks down says she saw a dog running loose. My dad and I got in our cars and flew down the street. We looked around, but didn't see anything. So close, yet so far. I was getting ready to go back to check the community I'd seen her in yesterday when I got another call, someone claiming to have seen her up the road. I gunned it, found my dad searching on foot and pulled him into the car, and we drove down San Vittore and found a bunch of women shouting at each other and pointing like football coaches calling plays. I pulled over, and Missy shot out of the bushes like a bat out of hell, crossing between two houses toward the backyards. One of the women dropped horizontally, trying to act as a barrier, but Missy cleared her like Usain Bolt clears a hurdle. And then I took off after her, chasing her into the backyard past three houses before finally getting in front of her. She was terrified and bit me, but I got her.
We got her.
Some may say we've lost our way, but I believe we've not gone far enough.
Subject related, I'm glad/thankful my parents paid to have a trainer come for our two pups. They're both extremely responsive to calling their names, and both refuse to leave the house unless we give the okay. They'll sit in front of the open door whining, looking up at us with the cutest eyes ever, but until we give them permission they don't move.
I.. admittedly have no idea whatsoever what I'd do if either of them got out, especially with society's stigma with pit bulls. They're two of the most behaved, loving dogs I've seen in my life, but I wouldn't trust anybody to make sure they made it home safe just because of their appearances alone.
I know this isn't the picture thread, but it's related.
^ My big, mean, aggressive, totally evil pit bulls.
Feelings, sensations that you thought were dead. No squealin' remember, that it's all in your head.
I'm glad you got her back, but why would your dog run from you?
Have you been making her sit through Friends reruns again?
She had been lost and alone for over 24 hours and was being cornered by a bunch of people she didn't know. She was terrified and her adrenaline was up and she was in Fight or Flight mode. I'm not surprised that she bit me--she was so scared, she didn't even know me until she'd calmed down later.
Some may say we've lost our way, but I believe we've not gone far enough.
I love all the fun conversations and interactions I've had with Sarita. If it wasn't for her giving me a chance and roleplaying with me, I probably wouldn't be playing again and thus planning to invest so heavily into Aetolia in the future. So, thanks for that.
"Hell hath no hold on a warrior’s mind, see how the snow has made each of us blind. Vibrant colors spray from new dead, staining the earth such a beautiful red."
Love: Dat burn when you get yo azz back in da gym.
Also, this whole vegetarian business, ain't so bad. Who would have thought I could keep meat up out my mouth. I hope to have some epic before and after pics when this is all said and done. Healthy times ahead.
Does much of a stigma still exist? Generally speaking, I haven't heard much about pitbulls since the early 2000s. Maybe I just live under a rock.
"To be awkward or unkempt, to talk or move wrongly is to be a dangerous giant, a destroyer of worlds...any accurately improper move can poke through the thin sleeve of immediate reality." - Erving Goffman
Does much of a stigma still exist? Generally speaking, I haven't heard much about pitbulls since the early 2000s. Maybe I just live under a rock.
Unfortunately, yes. Just last summer I took the white one, Scooby (my 5 year-old sister named him, don't ask) to a local trail for a run. Some lady was gawking at him and bent over and started petting him, then asked what breed he was. When I responded that he was a pit bull, she kinda grimaced, pulled her hand back, and backed up pretty quick despite the dog just sitting there like a brick and enjoying the attention.
Feelings, sensations that you thought were dead. No squealin' remember, that it's all in your head.
IEmelle, thanks for that video. I used to be Medusa to my 4th grade class. If it weren't for my two dogs, I wouldn't have made it through high school. Kids suck.
"Little pig, little pig, let me in, let me in. You look tasty and smell like bacon." *LICKLICKLICK*
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meeting the inlaws ingame.
Inlaws IN-GAME.
Aetolia's Lore. The whole Vampire thing is just awesome.
Ahi hay Abhorash.
(Did I do it right? No idea if I did it right. Someone should tell me if I did it right.)
Gods that was funny.
Have you been making her sit through Friends reruns again?
Seriously though, glad she's safe. I'd die without my Molly.
"The smell of dusty fur, sweet smoke, waiting and patience, a thing that time cannot kill. The moth that candles won't burn."
"To be awkward or unkempt, to talk or move wrongly is to be a dangerous giant, a destroyer of worlds...any accurately improper move can poke through the thin sleeve of immediate reality." - Erving Goffman