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so, it's been forever since I've been on, and I dunno how many of the people I knew are even still here, but I figured as this is a primarily geek-based sight you all might appreciate this.

impishidea.com

it's a site that started as mostly bashing crappy popular writing (mostly inheritance and twilight) and has since moved on to become a "writing tips" type site and a community for those who enjoy writing.

For allll of you llama llovers out there, I've deigned to bring to llife a llama thread! Pllease post your favorite things about llamas, good llama jokes, pictures of your own llama, or just about anything llama rellated. LLAMAFACE!

anything interesting going on? I may have hopped in as an observer, and wanted to know if there was any mischief afoot. :P

anyone else play this game? I just got it this past weekend, and I'm on Beat, Day 5. The whole thing is v. well put together in a way that most new games can't accomplish -- decent story, dialogue that doesn't make you want to gouge your eyes out with a spoon, graphics that are good for the DS and very arty, a fun combat system, and the music, don't even get me started on the music. I have like 8 of the songs on my iPod. :P so yeah. wanted to see if any other nerds on here had it. XD

I have an announcement to make: an announcement that is sure to shake you to the furthest depths of your being, one that will delve to the very center of your heart, and burst outward, flooding your veins with the icy waters of desperation and grief. You may have suspected it before, and even now I am certain that your sense of impending tragedy is culminating to an horrific climax. Unfortunately, I cannot relieve you of this pain, but rather must intensify it.



I am leaving RWL. Forever.



I know, even as you read that terrible sentence, no doubt the ducts of tears opened and their bitter, salty paths made way to your keyboard, creating Venetian canals of sorrow in it. You surely threw up your arms, saying, "Razor, no, no, please no, how could you leave me? I thought things were getting better, I thought we were getting better! What were all of those heartfelt vows of trust and fidelity? Was that some sort of morbid comfort for the soon-to-depart?" or something like that. You surely, even now, can scarcely read the words that I have sadly and slowly typed into this topic, for the blur of vision created by the tears in your eyes. But even as you reach for a tissue, you pause, and the thought comes to you: "for what purpose would I see? Why, why would I clear these, these mourning tears, from my eyes when never again shall I lay sight upon a ridiculously amusing turn-of-phrase, denials of homosexuality to Irishmen, or that Men Without Hats graphic? WHERE SHALL I GET MEN WITHOUT HATS? WHERE?!?!?!? TELL ME! darn you, RazorClaw, darn you to Hell!" or something like that.

But for all your grief, I cannot stay. As you have no doubt noticed, and been mightily distraught by, I have not posted regularly these last few, short years. I must finally confess to you, before I go, the reason for this.



After receiving my dishonorable discharge from Mossad, narrowly avoiding federal prosecution for tax evasion and arms dealing (by which I mean selling arms. like, literally, arms. human arms.), and getting my internship with a professional dealer of Victorian Erotica, I finally hit rock bottom. I fell into depression, financial disarray, and several public water fountains. I knew no purpose, I knew no joy, I knew only the endless monotony of the life of a cockney chimneysweep/graphics designer. I thought there was no way out.


But then, one day, as I stared at my bookshelf, I found the answer. I found a crutch with which I could cope, and eventually rehabilitate. Just... sitting there, among the books and CDs, as if it were one of them -- as if it were mundane. But this was no ordinary object, oh no. It was simple. White and pure, save for the title, in five letters. I think you know the letters of which I speak.

Spice.

How could I not have seen it before? These Girls had all the answers I had been searching for in the depths of my soul, but had been too scared to find. With introspective intellectual probes like, "tell me what you want, what you really really want," I was forced to stop running away from myself and face the beast within. What did I really want, I wondered, and do I "really really" want that? That was a long week indeed, filled with shady cafes, underground philosophers' club meetings, and rare narcotics.

Long story short, I'm moving to Costa Rica to poledance. Later.

hey guys,
I jsut wanted to apologize to anyone who was offended by my previous sig. It was intended only to be comedic, and not to insinuate that anyone should actually do harm to themselves. It was ignorant of me not to think of it in that context.

In an attempt to get some activity...

Right now, "White and Nerdy" by Weird Al.

My siggy is a long string of bizarre and scarcely recognizable text. WHY?

 Habits Are Heard to Break. Bounty is for a kill, I'll send whomever 3 billion.. The reason for this is a retaliation to unprovoked taking of 17K acres, and the overall (smelly stuff)ting up of my economy, troops, leaders, etc.  

 Image It says that it is an invalid file extension? How can I rectify this?

 Please either continue playing or at least let your account be attacked. This is really ridiculous. I'll give you a cinnamon roll if you get out of vacation, even.
Thanks,
RazorClaw

 And so our most avid political member discounting Juby turns lucky 14. Happy Birthday!

 You are to post one Rome-esque-quote.

Example:


STFU, go jack off, jerk!

Sincerely,
New York Cabby

 Same as avi topic, but for sigs.  

 Rate it from 1-10, full numbers. (i.e., no 9.3327583156994322), and state why in 2+ sentences.  

 Methinks is John Cleese. Eric Idle is a close second.  

 Please don't move this to spa, this is serious. I would like this smilie: and this one: as well as these two: to be added to the RWL forum repetoire (sp?). Thank you.  

 Any more elections? I was under the impression that they were two-months per term or something...  

 My name Jose Jimanez.  

 OK, this is rather ridiculous. TJ, I understand you're living your dream, but why bring an old, dead, topic, and close it? It was a joke. People found it funny. And there was really no reason to close it as this point. Explain. Please.