Quest Name: If There’s a Wand, There’s a Way
Short Code: NW-DGUEMTNF4
Quest Description:
Was pretty good. Pay attention to character dialogue - I feel like thaz the best part. He also did a good job with keeping it level through all classes.
Depends on the personality of the individual and how much will power you have. It’s hard no matter what, but the level of HOW isn’t… the same for everyone, naturally.
For me personally, it’s harder than quitting smoking. I have always loathed school for various reasonable reasons. But I also don’t have much personal will power. ;3
Late, but I’m on the bandwagon. Neverwinter character. Half-Orc Guardian.
I had the eye scar before Cry.
It leaves a bad taste in my mouth to see so much mention of Cry and his niece, and so little of his sister/her mother or actual father.
The kid’s not his. Gais. Pull yer pants up. Put on a belt. Control yerselves. ಠ_ಠ
(This is only a message for some. It’s never a good idea to generalize people. Dun misunderstand or exaggerate.)
How would you suggest one could work on one’s confidence in gaming? Just “play more” doesn’t cut it when it’s deprecating. Ideas?
Last time I was unemployed, it lasted a year and a half. My parents had to buy my cigarettes and it was the most degrading thing I have ever lived through. I am scared shitless of having to find another job with all of my bad habits and all the temptation of dependency thrown right into my face.
A lot of people are curious about this. I have said what my job is before, but I keep forgetting how many folks might be new-ish or missed the explanations previous.
My job title is Banquet and Hospitality Attendant. I work for the city that I live in, at their convention/fitness center. The Hall has rooms available to rent publicly where people come for parties, weddings, large business meetings/training, and small-scale conventions. It’s my job to set up for these events. I do a lot of heavy lifting and tossing around of solid wooden furniture, stage platforms, dance floors, buffet equipment, etc. When the event is running, I’m there to represent the city and the facility for the client. I pretty much just try to accommodate the clients’ needs within reason, and within my power. When the event is over, I clean up after it and break down as much of the set as I can before we re-set for the next event.
We’ve gotten really popular lately because our space is very nice and intimate. It’s also one of the more affordable places with the best value in the region. We’ve had politicians celebrities, gatherings of foreign cultures, n’ every kinna person you can imagine pass through.
So yeah, thaaaat’s what I do. Today we joined 3 rooms and set for a long business training session (with lunch) that I will attend to and help manage/run tomorrow, starting at 6 am.
I’m not going to have a lot of time to myself this week. I’ve got 40+ hours at work, mostly in blocks of ten or more hours. With the exception of very very few people, you probably won’t see me around for a bit. Good news is that I’m scheduled off on Saturday night …ssslightly earlier than usual.
Who m’ I kiddin? There’s no good news. I hate my fuckin’ job right now. …And I ain’t no whinin’ pansy. It’s a tough gig.
Edit: Please. I’m a big girl. Appreciate the sentiments, but it… sort of… just makes the bad stuff harder to think about, and I need to think about it. Luv ya gais, but no more blind optimism. Would help me out. Thanks.
