Ask Drew.

[Chozon1]

Umm...yeah. XD

I almost wrote "I'm going to hell in Morrowind"...but that felt almost dirty.

What have you been doing lately?

[Drewsov]

Umm...yeah. XD

I almost wrote "I'm going to hell in Morrowind"...but that felt almost dirty.

What have you been doing lately?

Working and sleeping.

No, seriously.

[Chozon1]

That's cool. What have you been working on?

I mean, it'd be cooler if you ate and drank, maybe mixed some gaming in. But those two things are important.

[Drewsov]

That's cool. What have you been working on?

I mean, it'd be cooler if you ate and drank, maybe mixed some gaming in. But those two things are important.

Well, I actually got hired on at a Halloween store in the last few days (helping out a friend of mine), so I've basically gotta do some management in a retail setting.

And yeah. I've been eating and drinking, too. No gaming in the last couple of days, though.

[Chozon1]

It may or may not be fair you scored my dream job. -_-

Actually, I'm really glad for you. ^_^ Do you like/hate retail?

[Drewsov]

It may or may not be fair you scored my dream job. -_-

Actually, I'm really glad for you. ^_^ Do you like/hate retail?

I'm not a big fan of it, no. But then, I've been doing it for years and it's provided a steady flow of cash for me, so I'm not going to complain about it.

[Chozon1]

Nice. XD

What music have you been hearing lately?

[Drewsov]

Nice. XD

What music have you been hearing lately?

You know... whatever that's been going through my head.

Actually, I've been listening to Bob Dylan's last Christian album, Shot of Love. It's... really good.

In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need
When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed
There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere,
Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair.

Don't have the inclination to look back on any mistake,
Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break.
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.

Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear,
Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer.
The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way
To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay.

I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame
And every time I pass that way I always hear my name.
Then onward in my journey I come to understand
That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand.

I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night
In the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a wintry light,
In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space,
In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face.

I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.
I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man
Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand.

[Chozon1]

Holy schnap...That's deep. And awesome. O_O I need to listen to some of his stuff, I guess.

But...why are you listening to a Christmas album in September.

[Drewsov]

Holy schnap...That's deep. And awesome. O_O I need to listen to some of his stuff, I guess.

But...why are you listening to a Christmas album in September.

It's not a Christmas album. It's a Christian album.

And I was listening to it because... well... I wanted to. XD

[Chozon1]

Oh. Nice. That's pretty cool, too.

Don't look at me like that. -_- I had caffeine today after a along hiatus. I'm confuzzled.

Do you think you'd ever like to grow a garden?

[Drewsov]

Oh. Nice. That's pretty cool, too.

Don't look at me like that. -_- I had caffeine today after a along hiatus. I'm confuzzled.

Do you think you'd ever like to grow a garden?

Uh.... maybe. But probably not.

[Chozon1]

What about an 11th toe?

[Drewsov]

What about an 11th toe?

Yes. Absolutely.

[Chozon1]

Which foot?

I'd pick my right.