So I was in my first LOTRO raid in awhile a few hours ago, against the Turtle (A GIANT TURTLE IN MORIA =O), and, even though I've been in about 5 times, WE NEVER WIN! WTF is up with that? I know I'm doing MY job (healing the losers in front), but why can't we kill the MFer?!
IT'S A GIANT TURTLE FOR BOB'S SAKE!!!!!
I will make you into turtle soup, you stupid animal!
Anyway, Daddy's got his surgery tomorrow, and I've got my Endo appointment around the time he gets out...let's see how bad my body's doing! =D
I just hope they're able to get the damn stones out this time >_< Please Lord let them get them out...
I can't say I'm really working on anything at the moment. I'm having to move my files back to the laptop, sort them out a little. I've got sooo many projects:
Rewriting Sinful Rose, Crimson King
Writing Zel/Wordsnatcher's fic (I promise it'll get written, hon, but it is slow in coming together in me poor brain...Gomen nasai
Maybe a MST3K style fic of some TR members reviewing/playing the drinking game to The Eye of Argon
"Only after you have kissed the fleeting stead of death, wretch!" returned Grignr.
Giovanni: "stead"? How the hell do you kiss a "stead"? I know what that word means...that's not it. *drinks because of the "misused words" rule*
Meowth: 'ow many sentences are we inta this ting?
: "Returned"? Can't they just say "parried" or, oh I don't know, "SAID"?
Seren: Why does everyone think that word needs replacing?
Jessie: This guy's worse than GxS...A sweeping blade of flashing steel riveted from the massive barbarians hide enameled shield
Seren: Wait....hide enameled shield.
.. *downs a large glass* that doesn't...tha...that's not how enamel works! It doesn't make sense!
Jessie: Aren't you asking a bit much for this to "Make sense", ma'am?
falling....*stares blankly off into space*
Giovanni: I do believe you killed the hamster in there. I'm not sure whether to congratulate you or fire you.sending a steel shod blade to the hilt into the soldiers vital organs.
James: No! I just had those pipes restored! We won't be able to use them for Madame Rocket's Brain hamster's funeral dirge!
Giovanni: It's not dead yet!
...as he faced the attack of the defeated soldier's fellow in arms. "Damn you, barbarian" Shrieked the soldier
"He died as he lived, draped in the arms of another man..." *sees The Boss biting his lip* What?
Giovanni: *under breath* Must. not. make. joke...
Jessie: What sort of guy shri... *looks at James* never mind.
I have no idea if that was any good, I was coming with what came to mind... :/ Thoughts?
Alright, it's almost 3, I'm going to watch some of the My Immortal reading on TGWTG
("What the hell are you doing you motherfukers!?!" `Dumblydore)
and then I must be off to bed... Night!