I love my kutti mouse

it has a blue light. and it’s smaller than my cell phone.

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*sigh* first post? did i get everybody all right? Having decided not to tax the pink plastic pearl rattling around in the cavernous recesses of my skull, i have resorted to cosmetics to cover up for (or compliment, you choose) incompetence.

Can I be the human? Tash’we is an elven thief, and Maamuh is giant grunting fighter who keeps dying and forcing me to restart my game. Windrea, strangely, is now a girl, a cleric, and a lifesaver when s/he is not trodding over Urek’s genitalia. The Old Man, Jalal and the Fat Man, Rushta are actually the same person, or so this apocryphal chronicler says so: This is MY story, so keep your facts out of it. Which leaves the self-styled ABerdeen – a freak – to wrap up this completely incomplete list of Jolly Good Fellows who frequent my humble adobe called Treeoven.

We remain Kasewa.

And now we are tired. This creativity stuff shore drains us. 2bcontinued…