Hell, read the Titan Quest thread. That one surprised me by not spawning new threads even when the expansion was coming out.

Yeah titan quest is inexplicably huge too.

Do we need a new small one to stop scaring newbies with this gargantuan thing? Or do we not want them to bother?

Choices, choices.

They’ll have to live with it eventually. They need to bother.

The last time I had sake, I got a girlfriend. Of course, I had hot dogs with the sake, meaning it probably transformed into forty before entering my system.

I suppose it’s too late to give poor extar any dating advice at this point (is he still breathing?), but I’d like to go against all the date-doctor third-base-on-first-date-ASSURED advice being handed out here: Don’t bother pretending to be more interesting than you are. If you practice in front of the mirror, all the situations you never thought of practicing will just be ever more humiliating. Remember that “chicks” are people too, and not adversaries. Most people have a modicum of decency, and you would do well to remember that they will most likely treat you like you would treat them. Would you hold it against someone if they had no interest in dancing or chatting about whatever is making the rounds at water coolers this week? No? Most people wouldn’t. And if they do, they’re probably not your type anyway.

I don’t know anything about your social situation, but my big suggestion is to back slowly away from the internet dating sites and try some good old IRL. Sure, millions of people meet and copulate thanks to interest searches and poorly lit webcam photos, but I still think an old-fashioned first impression is both more realistic and less scary than having to live up to pre-date hype. I mean, how can you answer the question “how do you look?” without creating false expectations? Of course it’s easier to chat over the almighty intertron; there are no pregnant pauses in hypertext. If you don’t like the way the conversation is heading, just post a YouTube link and switch the conversation over to funny kittens or how goddamn weird those Japanese TV shows are. If you point out someone in a wheelchair and say “Don’t you always wonder about Stephen Hawking’s sex life?” out there in the great wide open, you’re not going to impress anyone. Except maybe my girlfriend.

The internet is a very weird web of abstractions to meet people through. Try your student pub or workplace. Try speed-dating if you think you can communicate why you’re unique without talking about your work for three minutes. If you can’t cope with alcohol, start doing drugs instead. You meet more people that way. Start smoking. It’ll kill you in the end, but saying “let’s go have a cigarette” is much less jarring than saying “I’d like to be alone with you for a couple of minutes”.

(I kind of met my girlfriend on the internet, seeing as that was how I made her acquaintance. But we weren’t planning on actually doing anything except share pictures of disfigured sexual organs and discuss atheism before we met in real-life and decided to have sake. And hot dogs. Consider this a disclaimer.)

So your advice is, that if Extar has disfigured sexual organs, he should show the dates pictures up front - preferably by mail?

Just because it worked for you…

I’m a connoisseur of other people’s disfigured sexual organs. The fact that it keeps getting me laid just shows that girls like a man who can appreciate even the less appealing parts of life.

I met my wife while playing Everquest (farming the sisters in Lesser Feydark for those stupid fucking necklaces). Many long conversations, bouts of hawt phone sex, and several levels later, she flew across country to meet me and never went back.

So, my advice to the love lorn is play video games obsessively until the love of your life basically drops into your lap from out of nowhere. It really works!

Oh, and always smooch on the first date.

I even met got to know mine on a gaming forum. Nerds all over the world would cry blood if only they knew the coital pleasures I’ve experienced while idly powerlevelling in Shin Megami Tensei.

Always smooch on the first date. If you’re feeling really cool, ask her if you can kiss her. The smile you should be getting in reply will grow your ego more than any epic suit of armour.

Wow, the new bizarre foreign exchange student who tells bald-faced, clumsy lies is an interesting addition to the show.

The word “joke” is clearly not part of your abundant vocabulary, Bill.

I’m sorry if anyone was hurt by my egomaniac bragging.

Was supposed to have a date tonight, but due to the teachers’ strike, the lady R was in Eilat (where her family is) and will return only next week… assuming the strike is over.

So I have like three days’ worth of meat at my normal rate of consumption sitting in the fridge, marinating. Heh.

Clearly.

My sides are a little sore, is all.

Please say this is some kind of Israeli euphemism. This show needs more clever wordplay.

Troy

Nope.

The meat (dark meat chicken steaks) was set to marinate about 20 hours ago in the sauce which I made. Therefore, it is now sitting in my fridge, marinating.

No wordplay at all.

Glad to have made your day just a little more enjoyable. Would you mind mining my advice on coping with the opposite sex for potentially hilarious examples of self-aggrandizement? I don’t seem to get enough internet relay psychoanalysis these days.

That’d be cool, but I’ll refer you to a post you made a little while ago that mentioned something about being able to take a joke or understand one. Might come in handy about now.

Guys-
Keep that crap in the writers’ meeting, OK? Don’t drag it out into the studio.

Keeping a playful tone on the internet is like a balloon hugging a cactus. Point taken.

NO MORE YANKY MY WANKY, THE DONGER NEEDS SLEEP