>forage for snapdragon stalk
d100(Open): -251
You stumble about in a fruitless attempt at foraging.
1/6/2014: Setheve completes the promotion ritual and says, "Congratulations, Whirlin, for achieving Guild Master status! We trust you'll serve your guild well."
1/11/2014: Grandmaster Alchemist
1/14/2014: Capped, and got Loralaii killed by a GM.
7/11/2016: Founded the Hand of the Arkati
9/20/2016: T5 on my bow (Thanks to Isola)... Managed as far as T4 myself.
>forage for snapdragon stalk
d100(Open): -251
You stumble about in a fruitless attempt at foraging.
1/6/2014: Setheve completes the promotion ritual and says, "Congratulations, Whirlin, for achieving Guild Master status! We trust you'll serve your guild well."
1/11/2014: Grandmaster Alchemist
1/14/2014: Capped, and got Loralaii killed by a GM.
7/11/2016: Founded the Hand of the Arkati
9/20/2016: T5 on my bow (Thanks to Isola)... Managed as far as T4 myself.
My day got off to a wonderful start, actually. Outside of the roughly three minutes that involved you I have done some cleaning, had a delicious omelet, visited my grandma, and spent an hour and a half at the gym. I assure you, you do not have a spot on any list of shit that matters.
Besides, if the mere act of posting means somebody is upset, you have gotten upset almost 37,000 times now. You must be a very sensitive person. Probably explains why it's so important for you to think that you have some impact on somebody's day.
Last edited by Tenlaar; 06-25-2014 at 02:15 PM.
So, you were upset. How awful
It pains me greatly knowing I caused you such emotional distress for those 3 minutes.
No one has made that jump that posting means somebody is upset... except you. Most adults here are generally stable.Besides, if the mere act of posting means somebody is upset, you have gotten upset almost 37,000 times now. You must be a very sensitive person. Probably explains why it's so important for you to think that you have some impact on somebody's day.
I hope you get well soon.
Used to back in my day.....
Climate changed four times a year.... we called them seasons.