Orlion Blight

A rawhide bone?!

I'm sorry Mist There's many things I reference in tough times, this time around I'll reference this John Milton poem: On Time John Milton, 1608 - 1674 Fly envious Time, till thou run out thy race, Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours, Whose speed is but the heavy Plummets pace; And glut thy self with what thy womb devours, Which is no more then what is false and vain, And meerly mortal dross; So little is our loss, So little is thy gain. For when as each thing bad thou hast entomb’d, And last of all, thy greedy self consum’d, Then long Eternity shall greet our bliss With an individual kiss; And Joy shall overtake us as a flood, When every thing that is sincerely good And perfectly divine, With Truth, and Peace, and Love shall ever shine About the supreme Throne Of him, t’whose happy-making sight alone, When once our heav’nly-guided soul shall clime, Then all this Earthy grosnes quit, Attir’d with Stars, we shall for ever sit, Triumphing over Death, and Chance, and thee O Time.

Hmmm... I might be able to get that for some people on my list...

I was actually wondering about the Mistborn board game, thanks for the update!

Fantastic!

The one thing to understand about dating, relationships, and so forth is that it starts out awkward. Having awkward pauses, awkward searching for topics, etc. are natural developments in learning about the other person. As far as actually seeking a date, I prefer the "trick 'em" method. That means you do something like, "oh, hey! I need help studying for Calculus and we're in the same class, so let's study for that test this Blergsday at flem o'clock!" It's a trick, because you have ulterior motives, but it makes for a more relaxed atmosphere... sometimes. You could also get a cat

I know Venus had sulfuric acid, but I'd be very surprised if Mercury had some sort of water.

They can beat a polar bear in a fight!

I told one teacher in high school that I could write an 'A' paper without taking any notes. She said that was impossible, so I sat at the class computer, typity-typed for about forty five minutes and turned in an awesome paper...Well...Not that awesome, but it was an 'A' paper and better than the rest of the class.

Well, you see, Prince Albert was a brand of chewing tobacco that was sold in bags and cans, so naturally stores would get inquiries as to whether or not they sold it in cans. Some delightful skamps decided to prank call a store with this query and when the store responded in the affirmative, they advised the establishment to "let him out"and hung up. Or we're over-thinking this and there wasn't anything to "get"

Tests on my patience are always ongoing... And with that to color my next statement: thanks for the birthday wishes!

That's why I read plenty of Salman Rushdie, Dostoevsky, Camus, and William Golding! I've got plenty of depth perception

Kaymyth: Hey! Do you have Prince Albert in a can? Lark Parent: Huh? What? Kaymyth: Well, you better let him out! *Snickers and then hangs up* Lark Parent:..... Lark, what the hell?!

And now to sleep, to perchance dream... Hopefully not about work, because I've had enough of that this week, and I still have to get through tomorrow.

Talking it out with professionals will help you sort things out. It helped me out. Sure, where I am at now, what I believe and cherish, would make it seem like 27 years of my life was a waste, pointless...And how can I build a life on my new direction with such a nebulous base? Turns out that, in my case, actually finding out who I am, naturally, and making sense of it makes for a much better foundation. All this thanks to some psychological sessions... Sessions which my parents would say were fraudulent at best, but were probably actively evil. So push onward!

Particularly after what happened in Shadows of Self. Not only would it be cliched, it would throw out tons of development with his one true love:

She has about a month to figure it out

Or just knock on their door with cake, greeting them thusly: "Come, celebrate my birthday with me! For I, in my merciful benevolence, have decided not to set fire to thine abode!"If they refuse, you unleash a swarm of locusts into their dwelling.

Absolutely. Other folks' incompetence does not devalue your experience or your view.Continue sticking with professionals and you'll do fine

In exactly one day, I'll be 31.If work doesn't kill me and my cat allows it (he won't) I'll celebrate by taking a nap.

You mean like Snape?

This is perhaps the most sensible response to this travesty

The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant helped me become the pretentious reader that I am today I also happened to like the Last chronicles, but mileage varies. It certainly helps me to wait for Sanderson's books, since I had to wait three years in between installments of the Last Chronicles. The one between Fatal Revenant and Against All Things Ending was particularly cruel.

My avatar is currently Marvel's The Man-Thing, wearing a Christmas hat and white beard. He would make a terrible mall Santa.

Well, I knuckled through the rest of The King's Justice by Stephen R Donaldson. Namely, the novella The Auger's Gambit. It did get better, and has a more satisfying ending than The King's Justice... but it also had some generic...ugh, I hate the word, but it unfortunately fits here... fantasy tropes of the merely escapist variety. So overall all right, if you're a Donaldson fan, check them out. If you plan on starting to read Donaldson... erhm... maybe try something else?