The Internationale unites the human race.
May. 1st, 2002 08:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cyranoSo happy May Day to all you pinkos out there, and happy Beltane to all you Stag Kings.
I put the Forearm Burrito from La Bamba in the microwave to warm it up for breakfast after unwrapping its foil, and five minutes later I pulled the plate out.... to notice a scrap of foil on the burrito's ass end. Fuck. Well, the oven didn't seem to notice either. No pretty sparklies, no funny ozone smell.
And why do I do this to myself? I established the Alchema game as a change from Ar Noir which was full of enigmas and puzzles and mystery and shadows. It was supposed to be a 'hit things on the head and take their ph4t l00tz' sort of game.
But no. I now have an overarcing storyline, and a mysterious crystal palace with secrets to be divined.
I am a glutton for punishment.
Burrito Update
Augh! It's full of tomatoes and cilantro!
I put the Forearm Burrito from La Bamba in the microwave to warm it up for breakfast after unwrapping its foil, and five minutes later I pulled the plate out.... to notice a scrap of foil on the burrito's ass end. Fuck. Well, the oven didn't seem to notice either. No pretty sparklies, no funny ozone smell.
And why do I do this to myself? I established the Alchema game as a change from Ar Noir which was full of enigmas and puzzles and mystery and shadows. It was supposed to be a 'hit things on the head and take their ph4t l00tz' sort of game.
But no. I now have an overarcing storyline, and a mysterious crystal palace with secrets to be divined.
I am a glutton for punishment.
Burrito Update
Augh! It's full of tomatoes and cilantro!