Sign Up for free (or Log In if you already have an account) to be able to post messages, change how messages are displayed, and view media in posts. Not that competition scares me cause I can hold my own, but I rather be where the girls treat me like a celebrity. Imagine if the heretic gets out there, or even successful in their ritual, not only Argenta but the whole crew will be lost or possessed.

I finally came up to the reception desk and expressed my disappointment, as this was the worst massage that I have ever received. All that tortured teen routine; the sensitive outsider; so different from hety-stereotypes Ron and Hermione; haunted by his inner demons; half-heartedly making out with safe good-girl Ginny Weasley.

If the record feels like PUP’s most forward-looking, optimistic music ever, it may be an attempt to reckon with this new role-model status. Worth hanging out in those places and for the beach I'd say Coronado (LESS douches and frat type bros there).

I was given a living social voucher as a gift and the paid value had not yet expired so I decided to schedule an appointment. But it was an actual full stop with the car making that little jerk back that a car makes if you stop fully and everything. i have to say, i'm not a big fan of san diego, but others seem to like it just fine and the europeans think it's the bees knees. It’s a remarkable shift for a band whose previous therapeutic suggestions involved going “numb, and losing feeling” before barreling ramsquaddled down the Don Valley Parkway at 180 kilometers per hour.I was first told the business would not accept the voucher which I responded that the paid value had not yet expired. I was born and raised up here, and I'm not sure I could ever live in SD (mainly because my SF skin fries in temps higher than 67 degrees farenheit), but I love visiting.

The bending of the muggle reductionist consensus reality into the mind-bending cosmic rabbit-hole that opens like a bottomless cauldron to anyone willing to lift even just the hem of the Universe.Rowling’s works, I may as well go the whole Hogwarts and propose that in fact Voldemort is an analogy for Harry’s emerging gay sexuality. Reeling from a break-up on “Nothing Changes,” Babcock requests “a quiet lull, some books, and alcohol,” before promising to “begin again” in the morning. We don’t share your credit card details with third-party sellers, and we don’t sell your information to others. Four years ago, an average evening looked like “knocking back Jell-O shooters till I puked in the kitchen;” these days, he makes do with a glass of wine and a good book. One of the most annoying things in any RPG “let’s put everyone in jail and take away all the equipment, it’s so fun to dress up the characters again and remember who was wearing what” and here it's no different.

And just like sexuality, no matter how much they tried to kill him/it off, no matter how they denied his/its existence, as Harry swells into adolescence, Voldemort emerges with a vengeance. Super disappointed by this narratively, especially given how the writing is pretty strong in this game. Anyway, I like it - the ridiculously corrupt municipal government and military conservative legislative lean are what really sucks about SD. Originally posted by blaque_czar:More buildup would have helped and a lot of off-screen deaths happening as they did were just weird (or maybe my game is bugged and I missed it) but I liked the meat of it, the only thing that annoyed me is the lack of objective markers and vague hints on what to do to proceed, made some of it a slog. Shoot the captain of a ship right during an enemy attack without a single thought about what will happen next.

That'll give the young'uns something to do, and say bye bye to chav "scum" as they'll be hiding in the trenches. But are you as tired and frustrated as I am with this binary Patriarchal bullshit that keeps peddling us stories of a duality reality? I felt like the game writing didn't honour or respect the relationships you built with characters, and this arc felt like it just came out of nowhere. And as I slowly break that cycle of shame and silence, I understand even more deeply the importance of recovering our voices, bravely putting our stories out there.