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So some of the college generation before me are planning a reunion and it made me think about all the people I knew over the years and lost touch with. What made me think of even it even more though … Continue reading
Tonight I am writing about my gaming hobby so feel free to skip reading this unless you are a tabletop rpg gamer or very curious! I will be back tomorrow to normal topics (whatever they are?) Well another Image from … Continue reading
WARNING: Many links contain sound. Don’t click on them if at work. Last week was spent on my annual holiday, this time spent visiting my parents in Suffolk and from Friday to Monday at Continuum, a bi-annual games convention in … Continue reading
“West of Arkham the hills rise wild, and there are valleys with deep woods that no axe has ever cut. There are dark narrow glens where the trees slope fantastically, and where thin brooklets trickle without ever having caught the … Continue reading