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Last Updated: 11/17/2009

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Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 21
Sign: Leo

Tuesday, August 04, 2009 

Category: Life
I turned 21 on Sunday, and so the final age-related barriers are now nothing to me. I can stand for parliament!

Needless to say, Sundays are rubbish for birthdays. Not to mention being the absolute worst night of the week for an outing at the best of times...

The problem I have with birthdays is that there's nothing to get anymore. You know, when you were ten that giant Lego set that you could never afford on your own -- that's what you get for your birthday. The big base with twelve guys and hundreds of pieces and built-in mini-vehicles.

Except that, as a fully-grown adult, it would be a breach of protocol to ask for such a thing, no matter how badly my heart yearns for it.

The only items I concretely asked for this year were Dungeons and Dragons rulebooks; the core Player's Handbook and the supplement Martial Power. Since we've been playing DnD for quite a while now (not to mention my owning of two sets of polydice committing me to the game as it is), I felt that now was as good a time as any to get my own books (so I don't have to ask "Jack, how does stealth work? Oh-Em-Gee that's so under-powered!" every five minutes).

I picked Martial Power as my supplement of choice because I'm all about the fighters and the rogues and none of that magical nonsense these days. I've already played as a "beastmaster ranger" in two previous mini-adventures, and that's been pretty good banter (when I can get both my character and his pet into position for combo-kills, that is, instead of spending all my time just missing every damn attack). Then there's some kind of acrobatic rogue build in there, and since we love our cunning stunt bonuses during combat, that sounds like something amusing to aim at for the next adventure.

Otherwise, miscellaneous items abound (including the obligatory new long-sleeved T-shirts). And monies.

In other news, my summer placement drew to a close on Friday. So now I have six weeks of summer in which to fart about, lying in until the unearthly hour of 9am...

Sadly, despite working above a "healthcare centre" for ten weeks, I ultimately did not manage to get a massage during lunch hour.

Yes, personal project time. On the cards are making This Wreckage work with the new Warcraft patch (plus additional content, miscellaneous bug-fixing and other improvements), Dazzle Mechs (the audio-visual OMD covers // RDZ Industries 3D animation project) and accepting all mid-week outing invitations (because I couldn't do that with three hours a day of commuting).

So yeah.