tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33217081.post7654792210490300382..comments2023-11-02T06:22:30.541-04:00Comments on You Are Not Your O's Kote: Morning in Vana'diel: Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want This Time.Ringthreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17647692008983055147noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33217081.post-67888125921262488462009-07-10T14:12:58.260-04:002009-07-10T14:12:58.260-04:00First and foremost, /cheer foxy! Those pants rock!...First and foremost, /cheer foxy! Those pants rock! I'm sure as hell going to wait in line for those =) <br />Secondly, I recall a few times where an old LS of mine went to fight byakko, and everything just failed...tanks were getting face raped, DDs weren't DDing, and mages might as well have been on their cellphones while drinking a cup of coffee and applying makeup (cab driving reference, and yes, I've actually watched someone do that in a car next to me). Anyways, we failed so many times and at one point, I recall losing hope and almost wanting to forget those damn pants...its a game, and we put a shit-ton of time and effort into getting what we want while sometimes being unrealistic about factors that impede our desired progressions. Factors like were playing a video game over a cable modem. There's another unshaved, unshowered, half naked dirtbag playing on the other side of that galka black mage. Don't stress too much =)Sammynoreply@blogger.com