I just finished running the first session of the D&D campaign I've been prepping for. All of the players had fun and didn't have any complaints, so I guess I did a fine job as DM. I really enjoyed how the players handled it as well. All of that anxiety I had built up over it has now been converted into confidence. This is why I spend time on these things.

(July 6, 2017 at 11:34 pm)Jesster Wrote: I just finished running the first session of the D&D campaign I've been prepping for. All of the players had fun and didn't have any complaints, so I guess I did a fine job as DM. I really enjoyed how the players handled it as well. All of that anxiety I had built up over it has now been converted into confidence. This is why I spend time on these things.

Now for the ultimate question:

Which edition?

(July 7, 2017 at 12:09 am)The Valkyrie Wrote:

(July 6, 2017 at 11:34 pm)Jesster Wrote: I just finished running the first session of the D&D campaign I've been prepping for. All of the players had fun and didn't have any complaints, so I guess I did a fine job as DM. I really enjoyed how the players handled it as well. All of that anxiety I had built up over it has now been converted into confidence. This is why I spend time on these things.

Now for the ultimate question:

Which edition?

5th edition. I used to just stick to 2nd because I wasn't a fan of anything since then. 5th has brought it back for me, though.

Just woke up.

(July 6, 2017 at 9:08 pm)Cthulhu Dreaming Wrote:

(July 5, 2017 at 9:19 pm)Nymphadora Wrote: Still haven't had a cigarette and I quit last week.

Yay..

Excellent, keep up the good work.

I believe it is one week today (officially)

Eating lunch at my desk at work and catching up here.

I am doing Mock Drafts for my big boy fantasy league.

I bought Draft Dominator again this year, and it is better than last year. Only way to mock a Keeper league.

Just got back from eating pho. Last night in the dark I knocked over a glass of koolaid and it splashed on the keyboard. I go to use it and the letters are mostly dead. I don't have a spare keyboard so I had to order one from Amazon. So I'll be without the computer until Monday.

Just visiting my parents. My mum and Rosie, my niece, were watching some stupid ITV piece of shit about posh pets. I walked in to see a wedding for two rat-shaped mutts, in full outfits, in front of this yuppy couple and their handlers friends. According to the budget narrator, it's not a legally-binding ceremony (no! Really?) and it was officaited by some snotty six-year-old larva. "Do you, Pukey (or whatever) take Fluffyjizzball The Third as your 'pawfully' wedded pooch" and "do you Fluffyjizzball The Third take Pukey to be your pedigree chum" ... "You may now sniff the bride" etc etc.

Please kill me.