Given what has happened with LJ recently, I don't really want to journal here anymore. I've got a blog now at the following url.

http://falar.rowan-oak.net/

I also have an RSS feed on LJ - falar_wp (for a full text of each of my entries) or falar_oak (which shows the first paragraph or so). So. Add that if you want to keep seeing me?

I'll still be reading my friends page and all. I just won't have my stuff on their servers.

Peace.

Hello all you people on the internet. Thank you for your assurances that you read this LJ.

I am also back. With DSL. In the little, little, little town I'm in. It's great to have the wires back.

Now I can stop playing Ascendancy all the time. Or not. It is, after all, TERRIBLY addictive.

So, I'm at the library. 'Cause this morning I found out who I was going to get internet from at my new digs ... well ... happens to have a ONE MONTH WAITING LIST for people. So. Yeah. I'm tracking down other options.

I thought all you people out in internet land might want to know.

Then again, none of you probably read this.

So, ladies and gentlemen, I tried to enter another guild game project lead by the team that brought you Guild Perilous. I thought I'd be able to help and we'd be able to bring you an awesome product. I thought there wouldn't be petty stuff and we'd all be an awesome team working together to produce pure minted gold in the form of Mercenaries Anonymous. I even gave it it's uber-cool name and came up with the kickass ending to the plot.

I was wrong. As soon as we were getting down to the nitty-gritty and it wasn't just us playing in a sandbox so the GMs can take our ideas and use them, WingedCat decided to ban the most intelligent, most adamant person on the team. Unfortunately, he was also the only reason I thought there'd be anything good out of the game. So I left and let Dubs know how disappointed I was in his petty favoritism and playing us like suckers. And I'm out like gangbusters.

Well, maybe Halmar's Hammers will be rocking out shortly after, before, or during Mercenaries Anonymous. Or something even better. Because we're that awesome. Returners people know it. And now the know what MA did to their talent.

As Elisha put it, "Fucker stole your tires while you were in the gas station gettin' smokes!"

What don't you expect to find on the wall of a juvenile delinquent's room when you do room checks?

Furry porn, that's what.

So, we're going to be running with eleven tonight and from here on out.

Just goes to show that writing letters and talking just gets ignored, then something happens and "OH CRAP, LET US COVER OUR REARS." I was trying to get 'em covered for you, but you just had to let it get this far.

BLEAH.

There are times that I actually want to sleep for a long period of time and then there are times that I just want to take a nap so I can get up and do important things. In this case, it was talk to my fiancée, the wonderful, beautiful, sexy, and charming serenadesha, but noooooo ... when Falar actually wants to get up instead of sleeping, he can't set the alarm clock correctly.

Blargh. And now my sleep schedule is going to be all whacked out from sleeping from seven PM to ... what time is this? Six AM. So not only did I miss talking to the most important person in my life for several hours, which I was quite looking forward to, I also totally screwed up my sleep schedule and will have a week or so of getting it back normalized.

Now it's time for some good old beating of the head against the wall. I mean, I didn't even get any good dreams out of it!

I'm glad I have a break after tonight because I've got far too much stuff to talk about.

Including, but not limited to, predictions, humor, queasiness, shutting out the new guy, redoing things right, leadership, having a big vocabulary, cards, paperwork, fear, being late, getting overtime, being John Malkovich, which member of Law And Order I am and being able to kick some righteous donkey.

Today, my new boss called in to say he wouldn't make it. I had to stay for him.

There will be an entry later by the title of, "You always bring me the best violence."

So, for Hallowe'en, we weren't actually to do a full costume at work. It was "Funny Hat Day" and you were supposed to wear a funny hat. On pain of pain. Well ... not much pain. Maybe an expression of displeasure. From whoever sent out the memo, which no one actually knew who said it. But there's a lot of that ... "Please see me in my office" on an unsigned memo. I mean ... what?

I decided to go as far as I probably could and still keep with the dress code. To that end, the following costume was developed:

• Top Hat
  From my sister. Has a carnation made from crepe, a pipecleaner and tape on it.


• Tinted Glasses
  I took my old prescriptions and duct taped yellow transparent plastic to the lenses and covered the frames in duct tape. Black.


• Wig
  It's just a grey hair wig, about down to the shoulders


• Coat
  I call it my dockworker coat. It's nice and leather and kinda old-style gangster.


• Fingerless Gloves
  That cost a buck. Cut off. Knitted so they look nice and unraveled


• Pace Stick
  A three foot dowel covered in black duct tape and has white foam clear taped to the top

I don't have any pictures, but I'm sure that Sha will make me dress up in it when she's here and then you'll get a picture. It was decided by the staff of Liberty and some of the kids that I was obviously dressed up as Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde and had a crowbar to go with the pace stick.

Also, this is some good rap.

So, I have Blockbuster movies and I've had Terry Pratchett's Soul Music and Wyrd Sisters on my queue for so long that it isn't even funny and they were on LONG WAIT, so I knew it would take forever for me to get them. I was okay with that. I would get them though and that would be absolutely awesome.

Until Blockbuster removed them from their inventory. Today.

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Hello, everyone!

This is Sha (aka Paula, serenadesha, etc) hijacking Falar's livejournal to let you all know that he is, indeed, alive.

That is all. Continue on your merry ways. :D

"Hovemeyer probably wrote his own vows. Dirty Harry Potter vows. 'I want to put my wand in your Chamber of Secrets.'"

In other news, I'm now in charge of a dorm at work. It's a bit strange.

EDIT: Also, this comic is pretty great.

I am loved. :)

There's probably lots of just normal news that I could cover in this entry, but instead I'm just going to more or less say that I'm alive and doing well. I love Paula and she loves me and I don't have anything looming over me threatening to take my life away. So. That's really all that I need to be quite content with my life. If I have a flaw, it's the ability to be content with little.

HAY LOOK, in two months I have earned $1.81 dollars on my savings account! Yay for money that accrues without me needing to do a thing.

In other news, I archived all my old LJ entries, which is probably part of why I'm actually making an entry. I used to make entries all the time. Of course, I also used to do a whole lot more memes and quizzes. So, I will take this opportunity to pimp hat_sorting. Go there, read the FAQs and do the questionnaire and they'll sort you into a house from Hogwarts! Be forewarned that the questionnaire is quite long and detailed and the process takes a bit, but it's good value for your time. If you really want to be sorted into a house.

In looking back over my old entries, I read a lot of stuff about the good old Vulpine Imperium. As I read them, I realize more and more how that community (and, indeed, many other of the same type of communities) could have benefited from the GM paradigm. Not to mention how it would have probably worked better if the Ministers and whatnot were NPCs and mods/whatever just had normal-er characters. Well, at least for RPers like me. I never could really RP with the common masses if I was the Mayor or the MinoNice. It just wouldn't have worked.

However, I sincerely doubt many other Ministers would want to give up their positions and powers to be GM types, who only control the entire world and have no real face in the game.

I haven't really updated here in a while. Not a lot of note has happened. That I can think of. I suppose I can talk about a few things though. Oooh! I can put them in cool little topic headings so you can see what you're reading about! I'll even LJ-cut them for those of you who don't want to see what I'm talking about without a warning.

( On Movies )

( On Books )

( On Fate-renity )

( On Work )

( A Piece of Writing )

Thud!, by Terry Pratchett, is an awesome book. I totally forgot how awesome it was since the last time I read it. It really makes me want to get or make a Thud board and set and play with someone. Not that I know anyone to actually play with. And it's probably not even that great of a game, but the book is that good.

Firefly is also a pretty darn great. I haven't watched it in a long time either. Just due to not having watched it in a while. Now that I watch it with the GM part of my mind working, it's almost better. Just seeing all the places where I can say "Oooh, I can use that."

Speaking of which, Fate-renity. I'm attempting to kludge together a ruleset for Serenity based on Fate 3.0 by Evil Hat and the licensed Serenity RPG by Jamie Chambers. It'll probably take a while, seeing as some large chunks of Fate 3.0 have to be mined from Spirit of the Century and lots of details need to be hammered out (skills, stunts, flying), but when it's together, I'll likely be running a game of it.

Slowly but surely catching up on my webcomics list, which I've attacked in a truly random manner, taking comics from the top to the bottom. Some of these comics I don't even remember. Like ... Striptease. Which isn't what it sounds like and I've caught up on. Erfworld is also kinda fun.

Oh! I cleaned out my friends list. Mostly I got rid of communities and people who don't post anymore and people I already had filtered out. And I added some dude who added me who I'd never heard of. Stormy Wulf something or other. You know who you are. Let me know who you are.