damn blogger

OK, it's busy as shit here, and blogger just ate the D&D reveiw I'd been working on for the last 2 fucking hours.

So here's the brief summary. Party strife resulted in the DM ruling that a Diplomacy/Will opposed roll was gonna equal our actions, so an adventure that could have been derailed was saved. Druidic magic came through and we swam around an army of ogres, not rescuing some penned in orcs and hobgoblins. Then we fought a tendriculus, Durbik got eaten, and we got roughed up, but came through. Then it was 4am.

G-leaf left the chuul shell behind, but only after spelling "jizz" in the dirt with it. The monk turned out to be a little too uptight in the eyes of Ollie and G-leaf, and nobody can remember his name. Somehow Durbik survived being eaten by the plant monster, and in retrospect, we missed a prime opportunity just to let him die. Granted, G-leaf was a bit touched by the poor guy's confusion, and doesn't hate him nearly as much as Ollie does.

Regardless, it was a fun night, but I'm pretty sure most of us are too damn tired today. Maybe sometime I'll blog it in full, but prolly night. Stupid blogger. Stupid patients that don't need to be here. Stupid coworker that always seem to be dealing with some other patient when it's time to do some real work...