Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Dump Stat

I am a big child.

Discussing another insurance company that did a presentation at work today:

Moi:  It was kind of a bummer. They had some good points, but in general, unless you know what's going to happen, or have some prevalent issues, I'm not sure if it'd be worth the cost.  But that's how I feel about all insurance. This is very much 'IF something happens' kind of stuff.

I feel like...the insurance I have is very 'this enables you to take care of yourself and be proactive' and this one feels very much 'well, if you go to the hospital. If you get cancer. If you are disabled. If you die...'

And I've never been one to put a lot of points in DEF.

Diem​: No, no you're not. ATTACK ALL THE THINGS BEFORE THEY TOUCH YOU!

Because Life is an RPG. And DEF is apparently my dump stat? Hm. That's probably not a /good/ thing.

Thursday, July 9, 2015

At Diem's birthday dinner. In public mind you.

Diem: Thank you mistress.
Abel: *feigns a punch to Diem's face* ICK STOP IT!
FireRoan: Whoa! That was quick.
Abel: He's not allowed to call me that, its weird. I dont like it.
Diem: May I have another Mistress?
Abel: ICK!
Diem, aggressively: GIVE ME ANOTHER MISTRESS!
Abel: huh. That's oddly better...
Diem: What would that be? Demanding to get hit.
Abel: Well, you'd need a service top...sooo...
FireRoan: Aggressive bottom?
Diem: Dominant bottom?
GS: Demanding bottom?
Diem: So, every gay man I've ever met?

Friday, July 3, 2015

So, for everyone's general awareness, several years ago, I forbade Diem from drinking mountain dew.  A combination of dental problems, addiction and weight seemed to tell me it was necessary.  He still gets it very rarely, but it's a well-known fact and joke that he was an addict.

Sageling: I just watched mountain dew dissolve a rat. Oh IFLS, you are like an accident I cannot look away from.
Diem: See? That is why mountain dew goes on the /inside/, not the /outside/. Besides, my body is not made of rats, just saying. I was born in the *singing along to 'eye of the tiger'* Year of the Tiger.
Abel: I'm a rat.
Diem: See?! /You/ can't have mountain dew. I'm fine.

Sunday, June 28, 2015

Laying in bed, avoiding things this morning:

Diem: "You're pretty. Not 'hair flip' pretty, either. You are /actually/ pretty. Like...'I want to pick you and slowly watch you die' kind of pretty."
Abel: "So I'm a flower, now?"
Diem: "Sorta."
Abel: "What kind of flower am I?"
Diem: "...an orchid."
Abel laughs: "So I'm the most temperamental, obnoxious flower that everyone tries to get because it's pretty, but ultimately can't figure out how to care for, so it /dies/?"
Diem: "Yep."
Abel: "And you're the guy with the magic touch, huh?"
Diem: "Yep. I get to watch you send up a spike and bloom new flowers all the time, now."
Abel: "What color are my flowers?"
Diem: "You're asking the color-blind guy?"
Abel laughs.
Diem: "Gray, gray, gray and ultra gray."
Abel: "So...rainbow?"
Diem: "Yeah, that's what I said."

I think I'm flattered?


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