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You know the problem with ideas like that? As I get older, I understand better the logistics that might occur in such a situation.

Let's face it, I'm a fat, lazy internet addict who has zero fighting skills to my name. I'm fine in my normal modern world life, but dump me in some of the worlds I am a fan of? I'd be Extra #3 who ends up a smear on the landscape.

Now if this trip to Fantasy Land included me having awesome magic skills downloaded into my brain so I had some way to survive the perils of such places while I was there, that'd be a bit different.

As for where, probably my favourite world is Faerûn, but not if I have to go to 4E Faerûn. Other than that, send me to a generic "Modern Earth But With Magic". That'd be fun.

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T-shirts.

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The idea of having a different name is not one I really seriously consider - at least not now.

Oh, I used to think about it when I was younger, but I'm used to the name I have now, and if I were to change it, I'd probably just add another name, not change the one I already have.

Besides, the internet allows the luxury of being able to wear whatever name you want anyway. Here I get to be Merryweather Kyla Sardinia, instead of the name I don't tell anyone (except maybe PayPal). That works just fine for me, and that other name remains what I get called when I'm not online (or when I'm buying stuff through PayPal, because they need it to send me my stuff).

Anyway, it apparently cost an absolute bitch to change your first name. Surnames are easier to change (women still change them a lot when they get married), but first names are legally sacred or some such.

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I didn't even notice it was the 29th until it got mentioned on The Project (Aussie current affairs commentary show, 6:00 PM channel Ten) while I was on the compy downstairs.

So... the usual I guess, slept in 'til midday, had food, read fanfic.

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Oooh, this is a doozy for me!

I have a very mixed up body clock. Part of that is because I don't have a job or classes to force me into a regular routine. It means though that I slowly cycle from being awake during normal daylight hours to being totally nocturnal.

At the moment it is 2.48 AM, and I am not planning to go to bed until maybe 10 to 11 AM. I got up some time after 8.30 PM, after going to bed well after midday.

So half the time my "midnight munchies" are really replacements for breakfast or lunch, since I was asleep at the traditional time for those meals.

As for what, well I am rather a carnivore, despite my upbringing (the Seventh-day Adventist church encourages healthy living, including a vegetarian diet). These days I regularly buy chicken thigh fillets, and semi-regularly buy beef steak (usually cheaper cuts, but ones with little or easy to remove fat). Usually in the day or two after shopping day, most of that gets covered in seasoned flour, wrapped in plastic, and put in the freezer.

So my late night meals often consist of a couple of pieces of that, maybe with a couple of blocks of frozen spinach if I am feeling obligated to have some sort of vegetables.

Usually this is accompanied by my ever-present home-made iced tea. Boiling water, tea bags, sugar, lemon juice, ice, and either frozen fruit, home made fruit syrup (frozen fruit, water and sugar, boiled until liquid is very red/purple) or store bought blackcurrent syrup. Sometimes I add other things, like ginger ale, or, if I have the ingredients, make up apple and ginger tea (apple juice and ginger ale), or pineapple lemon tea (the juice of a can of pineapple slices in the lemon tea base). I usually make it up in a 2 litre jug and drink it gradually. I get through two of those jugs in one day, if I'm feeling like it.

But mostly, as long as I can keep it quiet so I don't wake Mum. She sleeps downstairs these day, in her recliner. She never quite adjusted to using her bed again after summer last year.

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Quiet mediocrity with a distinctly unfortunate lack of cats.

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Win lotto, buy a nice house, have a lot of cats.

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I was raised pretty strongly Christian, and in amongst all that was a belief that superstition in general was a way the Devil gets to us.

Most of the common superstitions? I find them amusing, but pointless. Something to laugh at. In fact I consider the number 13 to be one of my favourites, behind 4, 16, and 47. Black cats are cute. Walking under ladders is just bad because the guy on top of it may drop something.

In fact, one Friday the 13th, I was at a shopping centre. They were handing out free scratchies. I won $2. Nice luck for a supposedly unlucky day.

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Magic - it's versatile.

especially healing spells - the games I've usually played have that healing spells damage undead. They have a bonus that on the living, they heal. Also, fire spells as a fallback.


...Or I could just hire Slenderman as a bodyguard. He'd probably turn all the zombies into his minions.

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Actually, I am fairly regular at giving my thanks to shop attendants. It doesn't hurt to be politely grateful when you get good service.

On the other hand, I am not too sure about At Home thanks, which is a bit of a worry - there's a saying "Charity starts at home", but I think it can also apply to courtesy as well.