Dreaming Once More...

There was a group of people that came to an old castle. Inside they met with a family of strange individuals with the ability to change their forms. They quickly learned this power was causing them to become less human and more like the beasts they were emulating. Thus they decided to come up with a plan to strip the family of their powers before the world would have to deal with mythical beasts come to life. The eldest son who was a dragon seemed to have a thing for one of the girls, so she climbed a tree to his balcony to talk about love. While climbing she found a strange glowing pill of which the dragon was afraid and as they kissed, she slipped it into his mouth. The man convulsed in pain and reverted back to his human form, from which he could not escape. Life as such for him was not worth living any more. The similar thing happened to other family members until the scene shifted to their matriarchal mother who didn't look like she cared about being stripped of her supernatural powers. Instead she wanted to talk about what is it in the human brain that makes us above animals.

I am a monster, rampaging through a city and then I shrink down, turning into the usual form of a human. I go home and with a stern look from my mother (who is also a monster since it's an inherent trait) I go to take a bath. There are some tablets lying around that my mom uses for bubbles so I try using them as a soap. I rub them into my toes and it burns. The water starts to spill from the bathtub and onto the floor as I soap further to cover my whole body. The two substances meet and form bubbles, soon the whole bathroom is filled with water and bubbles to the extent there is no air left. I'm only wondering if my mom will find out I took her stuff...

I'm out and about when I see a store. I go inside to see no one is there and look at what's in stock. Various fruits are inside and I consider stealing some as I notice apples. The shopkeeper shows himself just in time for two girls to enter. I want to pay for the apple with pounds. The girls laugh saying they're only worth 0.9 of the current currency. I try to get enough for the apple but fail and have to leave without one. I notice my friend from high school and since I have nothing better to do, I try to catch up with him. He sits down near some building and as I approach I notice it's my old secondary school's grounds with primary pupils all around me. I jump into the air and float in the usual fashion, jumping high and falling slow as if denying the pull earth had on me. I land on a tall sit, jump again making a swirl in the air so I land on the grass with my feet and then I sit down next to the guy.

I Rant Thee

There's always something wrong going on... I'm behind on keeping in touch with people, blogging, game updating, writing and studying... it's not that it's too much for me, I can deal with it all and still have the time to read a book or post on the forums but with not having a laptop for a week my sleep pattern just plain died under the attack of extreme anxiety. It didn't help I had a week off school afterwards, I only get depressed about not going to university and frankly, the time I went to class this Monday put a sincere smile on my face.

It's slightly pathetic to actually like studying more than being around people and going out on a drink but I can't say I care that much. I do need to gather myself up because without a pattern of things to do I'm a mess that just gets piled up on things that I should be doing. Like making my room not being a mess, I guess I'll put some time off my usual IM schedule. At least I have some more money to spend thanks to a bursary arrival, which means I can relax a bit in the kitchen cooking... even if the kitchen looks awful... I am a guy, and as such I hate cleaning but that doesn't mean I'm incapable of keeping my living space clean... in fact, it's easier to just wash the dishes after the meal and make sure nothing spills from your cup of tea on the floor rather than cleaning everything each week, for which I plainly don't have time... I really need to be living alone for once in my life.

I haven't written anything in quite a substantial amount of time... so here goes nothing...

I'm now a Godfather and I have in plans making a video with pictures of the event... I'm amazed at how my mind is able to go from not knowing why I joined YouTube due to not having any ideas for videos to having a dozen ideas just by making one video... my creativity astonishes even myself...

Shortly after the Orthodox Christmas (which I could finally spend with my family unlike the previous year) I went back to England. Naturally, my laptop was somehow misplaced at the repairs so I had nothing to work on for a week. This was during assignment month thus it caused a lot of angst and anxiety to gather. There were computers I could work on in the university's library but I hate the atmosphere there...

With the start of the New Year, I begot a new project. Vampir's Writing Monthly which is a mere list of email addresses to which I send out some of my writing each month. I originally intended it to be just for the selected few of whom I knew they'd enjoy something like this. After a while, I decided to change that and put up a thread about it... suddenly I have 30 people on my list... now this is really going to make me write regularly.

After I regained my laptop it was not so difficult to get myself into the essay writing mood. Thus I've created an essay analysing language use in a lego catalogue and another on the whole polysemy vs monosemy of modal verbs in English semi-flamewar... I can't say I'm proud of either but they were the best I could come up with considering the circumstances.

I'm noticing that I really do not fit into the Polish RPG community. They are focused on rules to the extent I find plainly degrading. I always found that the moment you apply physics and whatever laws you can think of into a game, you stop playing it... and a roleplaying game is kind of pointless if you aren't playing it... This of course makes writing for the websites a bit harder... I guess my view of rpg rules is more in terms of guidelines rather than laws, it might be an incorrect view but with the way people regard me when I'm making a new game or running one, I come to believe I'm doing what I'm supposed to do.
Making a game enjoyable...

I've created a Scion game called The Second Age of Myth. It sort of becomes my theme for my games to attract attention. I'm amazed when I'm telling someone I'd rather not see them in this game due to how they left one I was running previously and instead of being offended and telling me off, they calmly explain themselves and say they really want to be in my game because of my storytelling. I know this is going to sound egocentric, but I'm really glad people enjoy what I create... and want to see more...

Apparently, since I find this to be funnier than this, I'm immature and not intelligent enough to laugh at jokes above farts...

My sister sent me DVDs of One Piece... 133 episodes... I think I may be in Heaven...