UnMagnificent tales of interest behind the one and only Bulbagarden Kitteh Mod.>:3
What I thought was a workable situation seems to spiral ever so far out of control. What's that? Well, a fire for one.
Our apartment caught fire about a month ago over a grease fire. A roommate's friend was deep frying fries and ended up overheating the oil allowing it to combust onto itself. In minutes, the fire was rushing in a pillar of flame from the almost infinite reservoir of corn oil. Only after he couldn't figure what to do is when he rushed it outside to get it away
Updated 19th August 2009 at 02:09 PM by Rayne
My mind is sporadic when it wants to be.
I like winter, but also fall.
I like its disorganization so I can clean it up.
I don't like to dominate, but I like it my way.
If someone wants it their way, I let them have it,
I'll just work on making it better later anyway.
I love strategy, but only when the pieces are scattered
and mostly in the opponent's favor.
An easy win turns out more difficult than it ought to be.
The more I try