Women Who Smoke
Before my father joined the army and was still living at home, when he came back from a date, my Grandmother would ask him only one question: 155 more words
“Follow your dreams” has been popping up in my life with an irritating regularity as of late. Like an ex-boyfriend you never ran into when you were dating but is seemingly unavoidable post-breakup, this phrase is rearing its privileged head in every coffee shop and Facebook post I come across, likely because for the first time in my adult life, I chose to do the opposite: instead of following my dreams, I followed the money. 838 more words
The druids were full of pig shit.
They taught that if you led an honourable life, if you respected the gods and stood by your family, your clan, and your people, you‘d go to Techduinn – Leah’s folk call it Magh Meall – to rest in peace and plenty until your time to live again. 508 more words
Okay, this again is my personal views on the subject, and for those who do not game, this refers to people putting together maps, changes, to the equipment, storylines, or alternate views, directions, and so many other additions and/or corrections to an actual retail game. 1,732 more words