The Perils of the Sacred Bean

Ah I know, make D&D builds. The moment calculation errors are getting the better of you, you know you're ready for bed.

Oh look, it's day already.

Tricky,
lol! Unfortunately I am not great with details, so I suspect that if I tried to calculate D&D builds at that hour my circuits would simply overload and then fry out

The perils of the sacred leaf.

Ha, I know what you're thinking, but no. I'm not actually talking about cannabis. Just plain old tea. Yes, I share your predicament tonight DW. Most ironic.

I am kind of a tea fan. We have this little import store here in town and I'll usually try new things there if I'm out of tea. I've had three particularly strong mugs of Chinese Mao Feng tea this evening, and I swear to god there was enough caffeine in there for me to enter bullet time. But it tasted soo good.

I can feel an addiction coming up here. I've never been much of a coffee drinker, so this is kind of new for me. Wow.

I guess I still have to figure out how to make my Mask of the Betrayer build work.

Oh, and it's past six now. Unbelievable.

*laughs* Actually... Believe it or not I wasn't thinking about cannabis. I was being serious about the fact that I'm terrible with details...and if I try to work out details when insomnia is wreaking havoc... It's just not pretty. I'm still not sure how I managed to do well on all of those papers I wrote overnight...

But yes.. I love Chinese and Japanese teas as well. Apparently, some of those teas contain more caffeine than is present in coffee... so I'm not overly surprised you have been awake all night.

At least you have something to occupy you though.
If you can pick it up cheap, I'd also recommend IWD2... It's great for designing builds, and , if you want, there is even a nice mod out that provides "joinable" NPCs with "real personalities," which makes it sort of like BG2. This is the first time I'm actually appreciating IWD2.

Hm, I'd have to look and see if it uses any custom kits or somesuch. The only reason I'm even dabbling in MotB now is the promise of new classes and races. Something new to tinker with, I love how that can keep my mind off of things.

Ha, I can't believe I'm still pulling it together. It's past eight now, and I'm only feeling a bit drowsy. That will change soon enough, I'm sure.

It'll hit like a ton of bricks, I'm sure

Regarding IWD2, it uses 3 rd edition D&D rules, so think NWN1, but better.
So, you can, for example, have a Cleric with a couple of levels of Paladin (handy for a sword you get late in the game), a Barbarian with a level of ranger (adds automatic ambidexitery feats if the NPC is wearing nothing heavier than studded leather), and so on..
There are limitations, but I find it's a nice compromise between fairly restricted 2nd edition rules and no rules at all like in Morrowind.

As long as I get to play tag.

Ton of Bricks: "Tag, you're it."

Heh!

It seems I have more to say about the sacred bean..
It is an odd thing, but when I am sick, coffee is the last thing on earth I want. I was really ill on Friday, and still queasy yesterday. Maybe it was food poisoning, maybe it was a flu bug, I'm not sure. But, one thing I knew is that I did not want to ingest coffee in any shape or form. Actually, the only things I was able to put into my system with relative safety were chicken soup and electrolyte /energy drinks.
Yet, this morning, feeling considerably better, the first thing I thought of was... "Oh God, I *really* would love some coffee.

Unrelated to coffee, but I noticed another strange thing during my bout of illness. When I was feeling at my absolute worst, I was experiencing cold sweats and everything, just everything seemed to be a rapidly spinning centrifuge. I thought I was going to pass out, but I didn't. In fact, I made the effort to cling to consciousness, when the truth is that descending into oblivion would have been a merciful blessing.
I wonder why this is... Often, I have jokingly commented that food poisoning and similar conditions either make you feel as though you are going die, or make you wish that you could. But, perhaps there is actually a connection here. Is that fear of slipping into oblivion similar to the fear most people have of death?