Everyone else is in KC's AD&D one-shot. I was going to play. I thought it would be fun, seeing everyone all worked up about this game none of them have played since back in the day. Then I remembered. Oh yeah. Tabletop RPG games have simply never held my interest at all. The stories amuse me, and I love being amazed by how clever all my friends are, but the combat mechanics are completely beyond me. I know I'm smart enough. If I really wanted to, I probably could figure it out. But as soon as someone says "2D6 plus DEX" my eyes just glaze over. It's probably the result of some deep-seated psychological neurosis. A D10 bit me, as a child, and I've repressed the memory of that terrible day my entire life.

Josh, damn him, isn't in town this weekend either. The co-founder of the Anti-Champs Bridge League has abandoned me, in this, our darkest hour. Well, no. If they were all playing Champs, then I could maybe claim that alas, The Movement has failed. IOoh, I know. I'm starting an Anti-AD&D Bridge League, and no one is invited but me! Bidding will probably get silly very quickly, but at least I'll know that my heart is pure.

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Hee. Silly gamers. Rijid just called, and said they need me to come over, because there's only one cigarette left among them. Then, he said they'd pay me.

So, I guess I'm now the Anti-AD&D League of, Uh, People Who Bring Forth Cigarettes To Her Dumbass Friends Who Can't Plan Ahead, Even a Little Bit. Kinda catchy.

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