Say Anything.
'Say Anything' is a John Cusak/Cameron Crowe 1989 teen flick. ' A noble underachiever and a beautiful valedictorian fall in love the summer before she goes off to college.' This is actually not what this thread is about, but the message is the same.
Actually no it isn't, I just like imdb.com and the title sounded interesting. /snort
This is not necessarily a vent thread - far from it. This is about saying anything - weather, the bird outside your work window, the fundamental differences between Mormons and catholics, how Law and Order Criminal Intent doesn't get the props it deserves, that I always forget whether it's 'it's' or 'its', that my daughter has a beautiful smile and the first guy that breaks her heart - I'm breaking his knees...it's about anything.
So, say anything.
I miss UO in general. Kinda more than EQ. I joined the UO fan page on facebook cuz im a nerd =D
There are things I miss about EQ, but its more some of the mechanics of the game, like kiting and Mass group buffs... I don't miss the zones, and I don't miss the people, and I don't miss anything particular about eq enough to go back and grind through 25 levels or whatever and whatever questing hell they have lined up for people who want to do raid content.
I DO NOT MISS KITING.
But if I did, I have a druid and a hunter in WoW.
I miss all the other stuff you mentioned, and the people, too. And the fact that if you mistreated people, you paid for it. WoW has no accountability.
I bet that almost all of us who don't use our real names as our board monikers use the name of an EQ character.
Guilty as charged!
I include myself in that!
I thought your RL name was Wystro?? (*srl killz u*)
Why does my 4yr old have to ask me what Santa and the Easter Bunny has to do with Jesus? Wth, blind faith wru?
Guilty as charged!
I thought your RL name was Wystro?? (*srl killz u*)
Yeah...my mom named me Wystro... (*gets rez and srl killz u*)
tonight marks the christmas frenzy get the house and food ready for friday beginning! oh joyous joys
The fact that Skype isn't working today is KILLING my action.
Your action is flopping and flailing like a fish out of water. A life without Skype is like that of a frog shot into outer space, lashing his tongue out at stars thinking they're lightning bugs. It's like a cake without baking powder and bread without yeast. Your action, once proud and radiant, is now wounded and timid - a distorted, hand-shy shadow of its former self.
Somewhere an acorn falls and leaves rustle. Skype is dead and gone from this place, and your action close follows.