JAWC Volume 2 : Dungeons and Drunken Dragons... I was invited to attempt D&D by some friends, I really have no clue as to what I'm doing... I have a vivid imagination but applying that to become someone that I'm not is insanely difficult... I mean seriously, it's nuts... it's territory I've yet to explore and it's interesting... but it's the second session for this campaign I've entered into... last week would have been more productive but these drunk assholes were pissing on the front lawn and then when confronted about it, they end up taking out a baseball bat out of their trunk... nothing came of it thankfully, but still.. it's annoying that these assholes go to a party, then start shit with someone else's neighbor, and then when they couldn't get away with being assholes, turn around and try to solve the problem with violence... like what the fuck? Seriously, like how fucking drunk do you need to be?... I make allowances now that I had never thought of making a while ago, however I'm starting to get more and more pissed the more I hear and see people drinking... it's like how much damn liquor do you fucking need?... I understand that people have that need to drink so they loosen up, but after that initial loosening, why the hell do you need another drink?... isn't the job already done?... if you're already loosened up with that first drink, why go for that second drink?.. I worry for those people, cause it shows that they need to keep drinking to feel comfortable... Drinking in general confuses me, how ill at ease are you with people that you need to get loose with a drink? and then you have the drinking buddies... wouldn't a buddy tell you that you don't need to drink so much?... or are they to get soused with you... And then those six pack drinking motherfuckers just piss me off... I mean fuck!... you're drinking a six pack.. no thought went into this choice, it's basically I want to accept that I'm an asshole and want to get fucked up with piss water... congratulations... if you have a six pack in your fridge, you should just accept that you're a fucking drunk, cause if you socially drink you should have the ingredients to make a drink, but lazy drunk assholes go to the fridge and take out a "cold one"... really?... listen, you six pack heineken, bud, coor, miller assholes can go fucking kill yourselves for all I care, seriously, go grab a gun, and blow your fucking brains out... you're not helping society and are in turn making it worse for the rest of us... Drinking really bugs me... I'll never get over it, it's like saying to everyone that you're not comfortable wherever you are... cause you need to loosen up... I understand that stress sucks, but it lets us know that the edge is a fine line to walk, and that line is the border between dealing with life and accepting that you can't so you douse the stress in a bottle or a double old fashioned... regardless... it's annoying to see people go the way of lying to themselves and saying that life is great.. how great can your life be if you need something to help you get along with others... and if it's not helping you get along with others, then the reason is you... and if you need to drink to deal with yourself?... wow... then just accept your well on your way to drinking that six pack and you should just off yourself now... cause welcome to the club, you're gonna become a fuckin' drunk. And another thing, people really need to stop making fun of the phrase, "get off of my lawn".. cause it makes sense.. it's not because it's the lawn, it's teh fact that these bastards should be playing on their own damn fucking lawn... seriously, get the fuck offa my fucking lawn cause you don't belong here... go back to your own damn fucked up home... I didn't invite you here so what the fuck are you doing here... I never found that line funny, I found it profound, yet all those crazy bastards are mocking it as if it's the funniest thing on earth.. yeah, like tresspassing is hilarious... fuckers need to go back to where they came and stop fucking around with my damn motherfucking lawn... shitty assholes... fucking drunks and damnable kids... stay the fuck off of my lawn. Anyway, back to the first part of this rant, and that's the fact that I'm not too comfortable in the group of people doing this whole "roleplay" thing... it's sorta creeping me out cause I'm not familiar with all of it, I mean I'm a Gnome Bard named Vex... I'm supposed to be the life of the party sorta deal, supposed to lead and tell stories and be genuinely interesting, when in real life.. I rant like a crazy motherfucker and am cynical and pessimistic... it's a complete departure to who I am, and I find that when I make shit up on the fly, well I forget what I say moments.. that's right.. MOMENTS after I say it... it's annoying cause in this type of game I'm gathering that I should remember what the fuck I'm saying to people cause it shapes the whole character I'm supposed to portray... and well I worry.. I worry a lot... and I guess that's why I'm really nervous about all of this. I just don't want to fuck up... - Tiki Man