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I like that the Warhammer rpg characters we've made have grown really jaded. Yesterday, when we'd solved the crime and gotten all the bad guys locked up we, instead of trying to leave or finishing our business (because we had to wait till morning if we wanted our payment), decided to get a good night's sleep, just because we knew that probably, come morning, all hell would break loose. And, sure enough, we got woken up by screaming and the entire town we were visiting was infected with chaos. But we were prepared and rested, and thus slayed peasants and hell beasts like there was no tomorrow. Then, we got out with our wagons and a profit. Awesome.

Best scene of the game:

Regina: "Ah, what a jerk. Why do I have to flirt with the guards? Now I had to promise him a date tomorrow."
Waldemar (me, her secret lover): "A date?! I thought you two looked chummy!" *angry*
Regina: "But you were the one who suggested I go talk to him!"
Waldemar: "I wanted you to talk to him yeah, but you didn't have to do it so well!"

This icon is called: Dean no icon

So, I’m finally back at work and it’s awsome. Right now I’m enjoying my breakfast (okay, so this morning wasn’t that awesome and included bringing instant soup with me instead of eating breakfast, but still) of spinach miso soup in my well-earned break after the morning rush. I love Japanese instant soups. Not so much because of the taste as because of the ingridients. This one contains: powdered miso, dehydrated tofu, dehydrated spinach, dehydrated seaweed, modified food starch (whatever that means), flavour enhancer, powdered bonito (that’s fish everyone, I¨’m eating powdered fish), powdered kelp, yeast extract, acidity regulator sodium carbonate. It sounds positively poisonous, I’m loving it! Actually, it doesn’t taste so good, so it’s a typical “there’s nothing else in the cupboard” or “I’m on a diet and these only contain 15 calories per portion” meal. This time, it’s a little bit of both. I could choose between this and an orange this morning, and, since I think I might have gained weight sitting on my ass eating pizza while I was sick, I went for the low calorie soup. Nummy!

( Last night’s rpg session )

I’m regretting my choice of breakfast now. Maybe it’s the knowledge that I’m eating powdered fish, but I’ve sorta lost my taste for the soup, at least right now. At least I can pretend to be full while I wait for the fruit to come. And I mean, everybody knows that coffee is almost as good as food anyways right?

On Friday I said that I kinda hoped I’d get sick just so I could use my fantastically cool Barney is sick icon *points at icon*, but now I regret ever saying it. I refuse to be sick! I refuse to stay home! Instead, I’m totally dizzy and slow at work with a light headache and my bloody lungs in my hands! I’m in fact coughed them all up and are about to suffocate for lack of air. I hate this! When I breathe I get this brrrrr-sound inside my lungs and I have to cough. I’m so tired. But I will prevail. I mean, when I’m sick I just stop being sick and concentrate on being awesome instead!

In other news, this weekend was, despite the brewing cold, awesome! Marie Antoinette was brilliant, afterwards me and [Bad username or site: ”aj_stalin” @ livejournal.com] aj_stalin had to go home to change into something we could be caught dead in, and then we barely made the last subway back down to town (unfortunately after I’d told a friend of mine, Sissel, that we’d gone home and thus that she should stop waiting for us to come out). We thought we were the only ones going out, it being Friday and people being slobs, but when we got to Boylove, there were the old gang. And I mean the old, old gang! Natasha, Rein, Rein, Elin Marius’ sister, Lars Erik and his friends, Annette and her Mikael, Annette’s ex Marius, and not to mention millsnill and misfortuna. Greatness ensued of course and I had a great night!

Saturday was spent in Holmestrand with my parents, and that was when the sickness really kicked in. I tried all the good old tricks: loads of clothes, warm tea, painkillers and no smoking, but alas, it would not give up and I’m still stuck with it. Anyways, that didn’t stop us from celebrating my brother’s 27th birthday an age which apparently terrifies him with loads of goodies. On Sunday I went back to Oslo to play Mage with Eivind, Silje and Martin, which was also awesome.

details of the session ( ”here” )
A short question before I ramble on: Why, oh why, are there so many Supernatural slash fics with Dean/Sam as a pairing? How can there be so many people out there who’d like to read about two brothers getting it on? I mean, it’s oogie! I shun it and yet there must be a lot of people not shunning it since there are a lot of people writing it…Someone enlighten me?

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I finally posted something on my bio (Aksel, you should be proud). :) It's a little bit more faghagy than I usually go for, but hey, it was just that kind of day.

Other news, my job is going great. Too bad it's only for a couple of weeks cause I really like it here. *fingers crossed for the continued misfortune of whoever it is I'm replacing*

Yesterday I played the first session of a new rpg campaign; Deadlands. It was fun, but I still haven't gotten the feel of my new character yet. A few more sessions and I'll probably love her like no other.

The guy sitting next to me watching the counter looks kinda scary. The last guy was done with his shift yesterday, and the new guy hardly smiles. Maybe he's nice, but he looks big, strong and maybe mean. Also, he reads VG and sighed when I asked if I could borrow the Sports section even though he was done reading it.