Thursday, May 29, 1997 -- Catching up, and Getting Started
Cool, eh?		Little things I forgot yesterday. Got a two line phone (now I can use both lines..Yaay!) When I picked up the phone, the lady at the office told me I could pay half my petfee now, and half next time. I raised her back up a notch towards human. I mean, what the heck is the purpose behind a 300 dollar pet fee? I don't mind a combination petfee/deposit where the fee goes for flea bombing, and deposit for pet damage problems...I don't intend to have major pet damage problems, though. Well, because of Memorial Day yesterday wasn't really comics day. Tonight we are supposed to game again, but I doubt it since Jason's now in Raleigh. Pat won't come unless Khim does, and she doesn't really like to game. One could hope, I guess. I'd care more, if I was looking forward to it, but we've been doing this one long combat for the past couple of weeks..and I'm bored out of my mind. AD&D has all kinds of problems with this, most of which I agree with, but we started two new players, and AD&D is a good way to learn basics, especially since everyone else in our group knows it backwards and forwards. So I'd have plenty of help. Then my players decided they wanted me to run a module, actually a long boxed set. Whatever, it looked like fun at the time. I really like doing that stuff myself, but since they wanted to chip in for it, we split it three ways and bought the thing. We're about two-fifths the way throught it, and the rest of the module is one long combat after another. What had looked like a nice fleshed out module turned into a long boring (for me) dungeon crawl. Ginger suggested that I just re-write the thing, and I will. I prefer more role-playing and puzzles to fights. D&D Fights are boring for everyone, eventually. Came up with an idea for a fictionalized journal yesterday. Going to start working on it soon. I need to get my pages better designed first, but I can't stop the writing from coming. That much is a good sign from this journal. Also I'm working on a personal to post to the alt.personals hierarchy. Actually two different ones. I've tried just one, but I don't quite get the responses I want. Women never respond to my BiM seeking... ad. So I'll write a special one for them. It can't be too wrong, and one of the first things I'll point people to is this webpage. So they will know the whole truth. I just want somebody to love. Oh drat, song lyrics. But true. Someone to cuddle up with at night, and tell my day to. Someone to shower with love, and affection. Someone to cook for, to hold, to laugh with. To be with. Is that too much to ask? I have so much love to give (another lyric?) and no one nearby who can take it. All the people I know are far away, or not available. I love them, but our lives aren't such that we can be together. Most of us are beyond the "anything for love" stage, and have responsibilities we can't give up. But I am so lonely, and don't know where to start to fix it. Lots of people give me advice, but I'm missing some vital piece. I missed some basic socialization that most everyone else figures out. If I was typical, I'd be married now. Heather or some other co-ed would be my wife, and we'd be making it. I'd have a little kid. I'd be Carl, my workmate. Maybe i'm Un-American, but I'm really glad that didn't happen. But as a result, i'm alone. If Maggie Cat wasn't with me, and if the 'net didn't exist, who knows where I'd be. The 'net giveth all that is good... I found my job here. I found my home here. I hope to find my heart here, too. Wish me luck.
Generic Joe's A Typical Male