2009-11-28 12:10
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Ooookay. K & I were partying with some friends, at a house that basically looks like ours, but wasn't. Something cool was about to be on Discovery Channel, so K grabbed the remote in order to program a Tivo/DVR thing at our place to record it (note: we don't have one). We then adjourned to the office, where K, Lexy, and
baobh were doing something on a laptop, and I fired up WoW and logged into K's mage. In Orgrimmar, there were some PvP-flagged alliance toons, which I started attacking, and then subsequently fleeing, all the while shouting at K, "where the fuck is Frost Nova?"
Then, back in reality, my work phone's pager went off. Again. Every half hour, all night, bay-bee. AWESOME. (I slept on top of it so that it wouldn't wake K up, but the vibrations would rouse me to clear the alert and make it not beep reminders.)
Once I fell back asleep, I was in a WoW-like game with a casual female acquaintance as the zombie I was controlling. I had to make them eat various critters, and eventually stunned a crocodile and held its jaws closed while she began to swallow it, python-style. She got its head about halfway down her throat before it woke up (this was kind of on purpose; why I was fucking with my zombie friend was mostly "because I can"), and, after a brief struggle, she led me back against the tide of the freshly-minted undead through this door, and on the other side, everyone was alive and vibrant and vivacious.
We repaired to a very small hotel room, practically a cruise ship cabin, shared the fruit plate that was waiting for us, and then...
My phone went off again, dammit.
Then, back in reality, my work phone's pager went off. Again. Every half hour, all night, bay-bee. AWESOME. (I slept on top of it so that it wouldn't wake K up, but the vibrations would rouse me to clear the alert and make it not beep reminders.)
Once I fell back asleep, I was in a WoW-like game with a casual female acquaintance as the zombie I was controlling. I had to make them eat various critters, and eventually stunned a crocodile and held its jaws closed while she began to swallow it, python-style. She got its head about halfway down her throat before it woke up (this was kind of on purpose; why I was fucking with my zombie friend was mostly "because I can"), and, after a brief struggle, she led me back against the tide of the freshly-minted undead through this door, and on the other side, everyone was alive and vibrant and vivacious.
We repaired to a very small hotel room, practically a cruise ship cabin, shared the fruit plate that was waiting for us, and then...
My phone went off again, dammit.
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