great, how did it go?

I just finished the WarHammer 40k Space Marine campaign, and I have to say it is by far the best, most awesome WarHammer game I've ever played. It is one of the best in its genre, as well. I love the fact that it managed to combine the best elements of the RTS WH Dawn of War games, along with some great Gears Of War-ish elements, really made for an amazing game

The game gives you a unique feeling of excitement through each of the Campaign's chapters, and really puts you into the WarHammer saga (and thats coming from someone who has never read any related fiction, novels, Wiki stuff etc about WH).

But the best part of the game is that I really felt the Space Marines' valor, courage, and honor throughout the game. I WISH I was General Titus. No seriously. I WISH I WAS

I also finished the Dawn of War II and Dawn of War II Retribution campaigns, and they were both kinda MEH Dawn of War II got really repetitive and boring during the end, and Retribution was....more of the same. They also made me miss Dawn of War: Dark Crusade quite a lot, and thats never a good thing for a game sequel.

Anyways, that was my derp-bump kind of post, hope everyone is doing great, carry on

See ya

P.S. WarHammer games always remind me of Whiskey, probably because he's such a fanatic, and thats why I posted that here.

And why?

What is this downturn of which you speak good sir?

Also, on a cheerful note, I really do think I'm getting somewhere with my guitar friend (a term now used to describe one who plays the guitar that you have romantic designs on). That or I'm hopelessly optimistic.

Limey Chaos Lord: "And to what do you owe this bout of nauseous optimism?"

You're playing volleyball with a poem you wrote.  Just thought I'd point that out.

Morph just can't seem to stay away.    Although I must give him credit, he's lasted longer than the rest of us who respectively decided to try to leave.

Oatesy. 

Whiskey.  What's up?

Krdax.  Hi.  (Just wanted to name everyone currently on this page. 

-Twi

And of course the ancient word that must not be said upon pain of instant interdimensional disembowlment.

Krdax Drkrun wishes you well, though the frequent vain repetition of his excellency's name is somewhat tiresome.

Krdax is a forgiving person, and your forgiveness is with a constant remembrance of the temporary lifespan that you mortals enjoy. Have fun.

Well, I just tried Crysis 2 today and I liked it.

P.S. Godzilla is the true immortal being

I like Crysis and Crysis 2. Better than most of the FPS drivel being spouted these days.

I don't have any advice so...

By far, I am not like that.

My problem is that I have a very close friend, who happens to be a girl. I had/have romantic inclinations towards her- I told her, she said "that's so sweet, but I only see you as a friend." We both want(ed?) to remain friends. Side note- that was the scariest thing I've ever done in my life.

Despite the fact that I have literally jumped off of a moving golf cart (I actually thought that that was pretty awesome rather than scary).

Anyways, with a single exception, every time I see her, and say 'hi' in passing, I come away from the encounter feeling much better. Except this most recent time I saw her. I come away in a complete and total emotional pit.

What I am afraid of right now is that my friendship with her is slipping away. And I'm scared out of my mind at the possibility that it will happen. I don't make very many friends, or even very easily to begin with. To make matters worse, I consider her my closest friend- though I haven't had the opportunity to tell her so.

She only saw me as a friend- I'd already resolved that if she did not have the same inclinations that I did, then I wanted (very much) to remain friends, a sentiment that she also seemed to have.

Yes, my interaction with her has been extremely limited time-wise. Generally I'd see her once a week, though over the summer that went up to around twice/week, before culminating in a week-long 'summer camp' that we both attended. I was able to spend quite a lot of time with her then- though it subsequently dropped off to a "once/week", and then "once/2 weeks" thing, on account of the fact that I work the very same day that I almost invariably used to see her.

.............

I really don't have a response to this off-hand, I'll have to think more in-depth on it.

By far, that isn't the problem.

I agree with you, whenever I'm about to talk to my guitar friend I feel like I'm walking on a glass bridge. Then once I actually start talking I'm fine. It does take guts to be assertive like that, especially when you value your relationship with the person in question so much.

It's going to be bloody terrifying to say it straight to her that I like her, though the way things are going we're sort of "drifting together," if you get what I mean, so hopefully it'll be a kind of mutual thing, and she'll know when I'm about to say it.

At least, that's the hope. If we're talking about love songs and romance films a lot, that's a good sign, right?

I've been in such a shitty mood today. It's taken all my willpower not to unleash my inner selfish prick on the first person who mildly inconvenienced me, but I made it through without upsetting anybody, so it's all good.

Feeling a lot better now too. Sorry to hear about your guitar friend issues Whiskey. It kind of makes me feel guilty that I'm getting increasingly close with my friend, so how about we move on to happier times, yeah?

You... I... What?

So, how's this for a kick in the balls. I've been organising a re-union with my Eton buddies from the renowned (just trust me on this one) Eton Choral Course. I suggested that we meet up and see a film in London, and about fifteen people expressed their interest. I then proceed to ask (this is all on Facebook, on the group we have for those who went on that week of the course, by the way) whether Saturday 22nd or Friday 28th was better.

No response.

So, not disheartened (I asked a relatively open question, which is the first major slip-up of trying to organise anything) I called up my guitar friend and we settled on the Friday, seeing as she couldn't do the Saturday. So, I set up an event on the good ol' book of faces, stating the plan, the date, blah blah blah. Guess what?

We're thus far the only people who can make it. Now, I have no complaints about spending a day in London with her, but you'd have thought that if Friday was completely unmanagable for so many people somebody would have piped up within the rather generous amount of time between suggesting possible dates and finalising.

Sometimes I hate being one of the pro-active few...