I Haven't Seen Dancing Pumpkin Guy ONCE This Year, Are You Guys Okay?

I haven't seen dancing pumpkin guy ONCE this year, are you guys okay?

my blog is a safe space for me. the rest of you are in danger i think

Me: I am in love!

Friend: No you're not

Me: Yes, I am

Friend: That's a fictional character

Me: I don't care. I love her

Friend: She was accused of murder

Me: Yeah, 'accused', not convicted. She was innocent

Friend: You know nothing about her

Me: I just told you that she was accused of murder

Friend: She's dating a terrorist who was, by the way, imprisoned for his crimes

Me: It's complicated. Besides, I like him, too

Friend: Again: Fictional characters

You can if ya want, but I don't think I'll be playing for a while

I'd love to play DnD, but I don't think I ever will again.

The first and only time I ever played a proper game of DnD, no one bothered to help me build a character, figure out stats, nothing. I was left high and dry. Every time I asked for advice or help on something I was told "It's pretty easy, you'll figure it out." And when I finally did get to the actual game part, the DM (and the rest of the party) made it seem like getting excited over my first ever Nat 20 was a bad thing.

Anyway, I love the Tiny Epic Dungeon games, and I love interacting with the DnD community online, but I don't think I'll ever even try to play a proper game again

I had to take some throat medicine so that I can actually project at work today. I had to take it like a shot.

That stuff is vile. Rank. Nasty. Disgusting. And it burned for a solid 15 seconds.

Taking it like a shot (🥃) did nothing to help

Gag

I was gonna say something else, but I don't wanna jinx it. Instead, I'll tell ya that I survived the train. Also, my parents did, in fact, get me sick, so I don't expect to be able to talk well tomorrow