I cried, "Oh, Lady Midnight, I fear that you grow old, the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold." "If we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored."
Yep, and that doesn't include trying to find ways to help get more "Active" members in at BAR, and also I will be going to a small gaming convention (IE drinking and playing games) in April with the Battlebud site. I was only on of ten invited outside of the original group that has been together for the last few years. That makes me feel pretty good honestly considering that in a way they are one of the main competitors to BAR, and also seeing that there are no less than 70 more active members on that site they could have asked. Only issue I have with going is that I will have to go into Wisconson to get there.
I cried, "Oh, Lady Midnight, I fear that you grow old, the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold." "If we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored."
I cried, "Oh, Lady Midnight, I fear that you grow old, the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold." "If we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored."
I cried, "Oh, Lady Midnight, I fear that you grow old, the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold." "If we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored."
I cried, "Oh, Lady Midnight, I fear that you grow old, the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold." "If we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored."
I cried, "Oh, Lady Midnight, I fear that you grow old, the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold." "If we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored."
I cried, "Oh, Lady Midnight, I fear that you grow old, the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold." "If we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored."
I can't even do anything there. The pages won't even load. Go figure.. ABC
the system drives all of us nuts!!! sometimes, if someone else posts in one thread... i can't postin a different one... it's a pain! those with slower computers are screwed!
I cried, "Oh, Lady Midnight, I fear that you grow old, the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold." "If we cry now," she said, "it will just be ignored."