The Journey Begins...

Nerdery! Nerdery to the MAX!

Language: So my base's language day was okay. I had some really tasty Indian food. Then I just kind of walked around with the Hooah as she ran about getting her name written down in various languages. We did watch a couple of shows... I missed the fan dance. Bah. The best show we actually watched, I think, was the Hebrew class' show as it actually got all the little kids up on stage and having fun. The most I got out of the day, I think, was seeing some different sides to the Middle Eastern cultures. The bright, colorful, fun sides instead of the dark, exploding one.

Military: So... stupid... Argh! The next few weeks are going to be so dumb.

Combat: One of my Marines, the one I recruited from home to be precise, was looking up knights in the library. So I briefly talked to him about ARMA. I'm thinking that I need to drop the taekwondo after my month is up just because the scheduling is impossible to manage so once I do that I could train my swordsmanship and SCARS with this other Marine on my own time.

Gaming: I was supposed to come home early and clean my apartment... Ha! Instead, the Hooah introduced me to her D&D playing games and I didn't get home until 0140. It was fun. A lot of fun. More fun than I ever had at the Momrine's house to be precise. I think that's because of the absence of the customary never-ending fight between the Momrine and her husband during the game. One of the players was somewhat manic... But he was still focused on the game. Laughter abounded.

I'm playing a wizard this time. A diviner, to be precise, which is a huge jump from me from my standard fare of tanks. I nearly got killed. Our manic player did get killed when his character shouted at us, "Behold as I reach into my pants and grab my rod of wonder!" It's a magic item, I swear. Then he started waving it at us. Turned himself permanently purple. Then he filled the air with butterflies ("AAAH! I'm blind!) and started to spaz. He waved the rod at the butterflies and they sprouted leaves ("AAAH! I can't see AND they itch!"). Then he lit them with faerie fire... which doesn't actually burn but he didn't know that ("OH GOD WHY?!") so he freaked out more and fell off the tree. The butterflies went away and he ran over to try and smite the smoldering troll corpse with his rod. Turned himself to stone.

So our fighter (played by the Airman) made sure to break the rod. Then we went about our business of introductions and evil druid smiting. I, being the only lawful character, am responsible for making sure we don't kill each other first. Adventuring parties never come together like they do in the stories...

Personal: I'm tired. But I haven't laughed so much in a long, long time.