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Not Allomancy? Being a full Mistborn would be cool, but I’d take being a coin shot.
Hemalurgy is right out of course. Really don’t want spikes sticking in me anywhere.
Not Allomancy? Being a full Mistborn would be cool, but I’d take being a coin shot.
Hemalurgy is right out of course. Really don’t want spikes sticking in me anywhere.
Oh god, the bowling alleys. The stink of cigarettes, soggy fried food, and machine oil that didn’t just destroy your clothes, but actually permeated your soul.
Both of my parents smoked. My two brothers and I would take a pair of scissors and cut the cigarette in front of their faces when they would go and light up.
I don’t remember how long it took to get them to quit, but they finally did.
It’s just not the health aspect, but smoking is just absolutely disgusting. A smoker just stinks to high heaven and they make everything around them stink long after they leave. How they are not completely mortified by that, I will never know.
Then add the expense and the deleterious health impact.
It begs the question…
What the actual fuck?
Just finished the fourth complete rewatch of Faracape for the family. For me personally it was my 8th rewatch. By far my favorite sci Fi series of all time.
After that we watched Firefly.
Just started Stargate SG-1. Second time for the family, 3rd time for me.
I lie about everything… Even this comment is a lie.
In all seriousness, I do enough misdirection that it would be difficult to figure out who I am. But not impossible. Once in a while I’ll post something that is completely out of character for me, just to throw off anyone that may actually know me.
Here is an example of why:
I have a former coworker fishing for me on Reddit and he is unaware that I no longer post on that site, or even have an account. A friend of mine clued me in to one of former coworker’s posts which mixed a bit of truth in with some massive delusional lies. So once in a while I’ll pull up his Reddit account to see if there is anything I need to send to my lawyer. Yeah, it’s one of those situations. The post I was originally made aware of made my lawyer giddy and he was disappointed that I declined to set him loose. Former Coworker is a narcissistic loser that lives credit card payment to credit card payment anyway. The best way to deal with a narcissist is with indifference.
So yeah, my posts are true to the point where identifiable information is needed. Then I mis-direct.
Skydiving is not like being in your mother’s arms. You’ve aimed yourself at a planet and it is you and only you that will save your sorry ass.
That much is true.
I retract my previous statements.