Thanks for the mammaries

We ruminated on many things tonight, on life and loss.

on sandwiches

we discussed if Distant World linkshell even actually existed or was it a mental construct existing only in the heads of those present.

there was a discussion on the merits of a moustache versus a beard.

some of us drank muscato and some of us drank beer.

we quoted nickelback lyrics like scripture which both inspired, and enraged us

I unknowingly sat in a galkas lap for 3 hours.

Master Vivi spammed the /sh log.

A goobue stuck its unmentionables in Sir Oleas marshmallows, I regret to say this is not the first time I have seen such a thing

We disconnected from the final fantasy servers but we reconnected with ourselves and each other.

Although it was'nt the ending I had planned, I could'nt have spent it with better people, it was at times awkward, funny, terrifying and most of all fun.

There was once a very wise man who said a simple phrase

"You just gotta believe!"

Ok this man was not a wise man <.<

and he wasnt even a man >.>

... yes it was parapper the rapper but I digress

I wish you all the best of luck in ARR and life in general!

/em storm salute /em pray /em airquotes

http://i.imgur.com/r83GDl.jpg

It was indeed a fantastic night!
Here's to ARR and hopefully seeing familiar faces when we return to Eorzea!

Parrapa the Rapper LOL!
Yeah you guys were sitting around the campfire at Brittlebark lol...


see you guys in 2.0!

See you guys in 2.0/