Explorers in the outer realms of experience. Demons to some. Angels to others...

Today I did nothing. Today I slept the sleep of the ancients. Today I went to bed in daylight and woke up in darkness. Today was gooood...

I've been burying myself in my shiny new copy of Exalted: The Abyssals, which is about as close to a bona fide Hellraiser roleplaying game as we're ever likely to come. Body-piercing bondage freaks from the depths of the labyrinths of hell come to slice 'n dice the living. Good stuff. Once again my imaginary bloodlust is sated.

Tonight I've got to get my butt in gear and write up my 7th Sea game for tomorrow. I thought about just cancelling again, but I cancelled last week. Sure it's been a long week and I really don't feel like messing with it, but it's not fair to my players. Trouble is, I keep coming up with great ideas for games but I hate the actuall process of GM'ing. Maybe I should just start writing game supplements and live vicariously through the others who will be running and enjoying my games. Oh, the travails of a gamer geek. Woe are we.

Meanwhile, back in what the naieve and superstitious foolishly refer to as "the real world," I got a copy of my credit report today and found that only about 13% of U.S. Consumers have worse credit than I do! So much for getting a low interest rate on my car. And probably so much for getting a loan from a bank, too >:( But, I'm not composing my death haiku just yet. In a few months I won't have to worry about rent or utilities anymore and I'll be able to unload all my financial guns on all my debt, meaning I should be able to rapidly pay down an auto loan even with a higher interest rate. I've decided that is my goal: Get all my non-student loan debt paid off, then return to school. I don't have much compared to some people, but I've got enough to form a ball and chain that I want gone. That's my goal so far, now if I can just get my car...

But for now, I must set sail. 7th Sea beckons.

Things to Do While Being a Corporate Security Guard #247

I discovered this one yesterday morning. While patrolling the company parking lot early in the morning, line your shadow up with that of a stop sign, throw your arms up and exclaim "My head is a giant octagon!" Hilarity will ensue.

Nobody'd happen to have $1500 lying around, would they?

Don't worry, I didn't have a bad day at the dog track. What did happen is that my parents found this magnificent house, the best we've seen so far. All that's needed is first and last month's rent, a total of fifteen hundred. We thought it'd be no problem to secure a short-term loan in that amount, right? Wrong! The bank turned us down, even for that paltry amount, (paltry for a bank, that is, not for us.) We'd talked about me taking out the loan, but with my credit as it is, they wouldn't approve me either. And advancing the money from my credit cards would bring problems of its own even if I immediately paid the money back. (My dad gets his first full retirement check next month, with which he would pay back the bulk of the money.) So now here we are with until Saturday to find a way to get the deposit and no way of getting it.

Banks. Who needs them? No wonder our economy sucks. You'd think in Kansas City, a town with a long and prestigious mafia history, finding a someone willing to advance you some cash would be easy. Grr.

Now granted this is more my parents' problem then my own, so technically I shouldn't be angry, but moving here will make them happy and I want them to be happy. Plus, it's a house I'm going to be living in too and I really liked this one. To say nothing of the fact that once housing is taken care of, concentrating on a new car will be much easier. Oh well, I'm sure God has a plan. Saturday's not here yet so I'm not giving up hope on this yet.