"Faded away like the stars in the morning, Losing their light in the glorious sun, Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling, Only remembered for what we have done."
"Faded away like the stars in the morning, Losing their light in the glorious sun, Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling, Only remembered for what we have done."
My sister (the smart one who likes me) has gone into labor. She was worried about her birth plan and if the doctors would take her seriously. I convinced her to write it on the board anyway:
Ok, so I'm a bit late with my rave for the recent Midwest Meet but it encompasses a bit more than just the meet.
I said it once before, but Achaea has been a part of my life for more than half my life. In that time, I've learned about myself and others. I have had the chance to cultivate a part of myself that most people don't even know exists. I have learned my limits and how to express myself to those limits. You, the players, have helped me through hard times. You helped me gain my confidence and get it back after I was raped. A good portion of who I am is thanks in part to all of you: the players and admin, past and present.
The most profound thing I've learned in my 14 years is that everyone is different and that all we have to do is realize it to be able to coexist and cooperate. Together we can accomplish amazing things and even if Achaea wasn't built to teach life-lessons, it definitely does and has.
Went boating/tubing at some lake with my family, which was, on the whole, a rave. On the upside, it turns out I'm not bad at it; despite every attempt made, I only ended up flipping the tube once, and this was after quite a few tries had already been made.
On the downside, when I did flip, we were going pretty fast, and I landed in such a way that it felt like Neraeos personally falcon-punched me in the junk.
OKAY JEEZ I GET IT I'M SORRY I POACHED YOUR ORDERMEMBERS THAT ONE TIME WHY'S IT GOTTA BE LIKE THAT
After 8 years of world building, writing, writer's block, personal setbacks, financial setbacks, planning, and finally an amazing sprint to the finish line, I have finished the rough draft of my first novel.
The rough draft sits at a mind-boggling 181,741 words, (roughly the length of the Fellowship of the Rings,); much, much too large for a first time author, so I will likely be saving this one for later. However, I did it. I proved it was possible for me, and it leaves me excited and eager to begin other projects while I work on the equally daunting task of editing this sucker.
This is a big deal for me, this was a pet project that helped me realize what I wanted to do with my life, as I continue the course in trying to be a published fiction author.
Achaea was a big inspiration, and help over the years, helping me realize my potential, and teaching me my love of character creation. So a big indirect rave to all the players here.
Now if you excuse me, I got a lot of reading and editing to do...
Having been through a few computer and USB failures, I've lost some important Achaea logs over time - at present, about a year ago my usb I kept all my logs on bricked, and I have so far not been able to recover them (and unable to afford to send off the usb to try and get the information off of it - it's decently expensive).
However, a few days ago I managed to retrieve all of my files off the old laptop (not the stuff that was on the bricked usb, but everything since then at least) I was given as a temporary fix (thank you Tessa for enabling my Achaea habit!) onto this new laptop (thank you - you know who you are ). With dropbox, I just uploaded it up and now I absolutely know I will never lose any logs again, assuming I make sure to remain unlazy and occasionally clean out my mudlet notepad, post the logs into some wordpad files, and then put them in (something I usually do about once a month, but I'm behind on right now). I can also save my mudlet settings as a backup once in a while so that if the worst should happen, it's all there in relatively good shape.
It is nice to not only have this option, but for it to be absolutely free and fantastically easy to use, and very connective with little to no trouble. I know this is kind of a silly rave, but it makes me happy such options are both available, free, and easy to use without me having to consistently sync up so many things.
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
After sending an earlier draft of an assignment accidentally, I'd resigned myself to a lower mark for my mistake, as the course is completed. However, I'd emailed an apology and the completed assignment to the tutor, in the off chance that she wanted to see that I'd finished it.
She was kind enough to take that and bump my mark up for me, which totally made my day.
"Gilgamesh, where are you hurrying to? You will never find that [everlasting] life for which you are looking. When the gods created man they allotted to him death, but life they retained in their own keeping. As for you, Gilgamesh, fill your belly with good things; day and night, night and day, dance and be merry, feast and rejoice. Let your clothes be fresh, bathe yourself in water, cherish the little child that holds your hand, and make your wife happy in your embrace; for this too is the lot of man."
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#hailhydra
Wooo, firework show tonight by the river!
Aloone
The flags surprised me, that's my drive to work. Apparently they do that every year.
A swarm of bees came to work today. It was beautiful to see.
Spotted this dragonfly while I was out teaching kids how to fish.
A little taste of summer. I have no real complaints.
I slept through fireworks, woo!
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
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Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
Those don't look like Kiwis.
My sister (the smart one who likes me) has gone into labor. She was worried about her birth plan and if the doctors would take her seriously. I convinced her to write it on the board anyway:
I think she's going to be a great mom.
Ok, so I'm a bit late with my rave for the recent Midwest Meet but it encompasses a bit more than just the meet.
I said it once before, but Achaea has been a part of my life for more than half my life. In that time, I've learned about myself and others. I have had the chance to cultivate a part of myself that most people don't even know exists. I have learned my limits and how to express myself to those limits. You, the players, have helped me through hard times. You helped me gain my confidence and get it back after I was raped. A good portion of who I am is thanks in part to all of you: the players and admin, past and present.
The most profound thing I've learned in my 14 years is that everyone is different and that all we have to do is realize it to be able to coexist and cooperate. Together we can accomplish amazing things and even if Achaea wasn't built to teach life-lessons, it definitely does and has.
Meeting @Lachlan, @Gibbi, @Tecton, @Valnurana, @Herenicus, @Trey, @Strata, @Yang, @Lianca, @Conslo, @Averi, and the others only helped to confirm my belief that I made the right decision when I clicked 'play now' on Achaea's website.
Went boating/tubing at some lake with my family, which was, on the whole, a rave. On the upside, it turns out I'm not bad at it; despite every attempt made, I only ended up flipping the tube once, and this was after quite a few tries had already been made.
On the downside, when I did flip, we were going pretty fast, and I landed in such a way that it felt like Neraeos personally falcon-punched me in the junk.
OKAY JEEZ I GET IT I'M SORRY I POACHED YOUR ORDERMEMBERS THAT ONE TIME WHY'S IT GOTTA BE LIKE THAT
After 8 years of world building, writing, writer's block, personal setbacks, financial setbacks, planning, and finally an amazing sprint to the finish line, I have finished the rough draft of my first novel.
The rough draft sits at a mind-boggling 181,741 words, (roughly the length of the Fellowship of the Rings,); much, much too large for a first time author, so I will likely be saving this one for later. However, I did it. I proved it was possible for me, and it leaves me excited and eager to begin other projects while I work on the equally daunting task of editing this sucker.
This is a big deal for me, this was a pet project that helped me realize what I wanted to do with my life, as I continue the course in trying to be a published fiction author.
Achaea was a big inspiration, and help over the years, helping me realize my potential, and teaching me my love of character creation. So a big indirect rave to all the players here.
Now if you excuse me, I got a lot of reading and editing to do...
@Alynna I'm so proud of you!
rejoice, the rants are dead.
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
Conceal don't feel
The Rants are dead! Long live the Rants!
Which thread is our next gifbomb target, Dreadlord?
Scott Pilgrim again! Woohoo!!
Today's rave is dropbox.
Having been through a few computer and USB failures, I've lost some important Achaea logs over time - at present, about a year ago my usb I kept all my logs on bricked, and I have so far not been able to recover them (and unable to afford to send off the usb to try and get the information off of it - it's decently expensive).
However, a few days ago I managed to retrieve all of my files off the old laptop (not the stuff that was on the bricked usb, but everything since then at least) I was given as a temporary fix (thank you Tessa for enabling my Achaea habit!) onto this new laptop (thank you - you know who you are ). With dropbox, I just uploaded it up and now I absolutely know I will never lose any logs again, assuming I make sure to remain unlazy and occasionally clean out my mudlet notepad, post the logs into some wordpad files, and then put them in (something I usually do about once a month, but I'm behind on right now). I can also save my mudlet settings as a backup once in a while so that if the worst should happen, it's all there in relatively good shape.
It is nice to not only have this option, but for it to be absolutely free and fantastically easy to use, and very connective with little to no trouble. I know this is kind of a silly rave, but it makes me happy such options are both available, free, and easy to use without me having to consistently sync up so many things.
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
My rave is for Germany. Where is your referee now Brazil, WHERE!?
To all brazilian fans...
Do you need some ointment? Because that beatdown looked fieeeeerce.
Came home to find a letter from my goddaughter She sent me a TMNT card along with some drawings of two horses and a fat cat.
-
One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
After sending an earlier draft of an assignment accidentally, I'd resigned myself to a lower mark for my mistake, as the course is completed. However, I'd emailed an apology and the completed assignment to the tutor, in the off chance that she wanted to see that I'd finished it.
She was kind enough to take that and bump my mark up for me, which totally made my day.
"Gilgamesh, where are you hurrying to? You will never find that [everlasting] life for which you are looking. When the gods created man they allotted to him death, but life they retained in their own keeping. As for you, Gilgamesh, fill your belly with good things; day and night, night and day, dance and be merry, feast and rejoice. Let your clothes be fresh, bathe yourself in water, cherish the little child that holds your hand, and make your wife happy in your embrace; for this too is the lot of man."