Salutations everyone!
Everyone alright? Feeling good? I do. I
had my first radio-interview today. National radio! :D
Different topic:
I really need to talk about this, since
my country can't shut up about it:
The bearded lady-man that won the
eurovision song contest.
No, I won't mention his name. Not because I
hate him/her/whatever. I'm all for tolerance and abolishing genders,
go ahead. I even applaud his courage.
No, I'm annoyed because EVERY
SINGLE newspaper in the entire country just CAN NOT stop writing
about him. Yeah, okay, he won the song contest, good for him, good
for us! But I am sick TO DEATH of those awful, AWFUL puns everyone
has to make with his name.
(Explanation for those unaware: the
family name-part of his pseudonym – or stage name – is the german
word for sausage.)
Every single bloody fucking
idiot/monkey(idiot-monkey?) with a typewriter is making sausage-puns. Now, puns are
acceptable. Once. Maybe twice. But this is getting out of hand! It's
like a contagious, mind-altering virus. And I'm seriously terrified
of catching it. DO NOT WANT. Also I have to read every single one of them, because a part of my job is looking through the press each day and taking notes about stuff we should mention ourselfes. Bleh.
Some Pen&Paper coming up sooner or
later – will write about that in the future. Really feel like
exploring some of the NPCs I thought of, maybe detailing their
backstory a bit. Y'know, stuff that is useful for DMs(that's me, in
this case) when they plan further campaign progress.
Cheerio lads, talk t'ya later!
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