The Fault in Our Stars is the title of my new book, which you can preorder here.
(The publication date on that page is wrong, although I don’t yet know how wrong.)
The title is inspired by a famous line from Shakespeare’s play Julius Caesar. The nobleman Cassius says to Brutus, “The fault, dear Brutus is not in our stars, / But in ourselves, that we are underlings.”
I hope you got home without trouble, and I hope you were able to afford the taxi I called for you. You were a long way from home last night, and I wonder why you thought it was a good idea to sleep on the ground in the drive thru.
I hope you learn your limit, and don’t drink quite so much next time.
I was having a pretty good day, I bought a coat for LARP, I watched the Hunchback of Notre Dame with most of the gargoyles edited out (it makes it such a better movie) And hung out with Lionel, who I haven’t seen in a couple months.
It can be pretty lame if you're not in on all the politicking and backstabbery. I recently made a character for the vampire larp that I'm a part of who is made of asshole and dickery. My last character died cause of some people playing for power, so its my turn to be an ass. It's a lot less direct than a lot of other rpgs that I've played.
I really like throwing mana packets at people and running away from orcs on elf thumping day.
Hitting people with boffers > backstabbery and politics