Once again I find myself thoughtful. Once again, possible futures are running through my mind. I’m wondering if I’m simply unable to go with the flow, unless the mood forces itself upon me, or if I can learn to quiet this buzzing flurry of predictions and possibilities.
Yay for vague. :)
Gaming last night had its ups and downs. I’m gonna hafta call Amy on my lunch break to see what she’s planning on doing, because one of the players consistently argues with her when she’s ST’ing, and the other seems hell-bent on simply antagonizing everyone else in the group. That’s not role-playing. That’s rules-lawyering and being a five-year-old, respectively.
Lunch is at a reasonable time today. I wonder if
More results of ruminations to come, I’m sure.