At this point, I really only have one remaining bucket list item: find a point of mainstream American cultural sensitivity, identify its weaknesses, and hammer on it until it breaks in the loudest, messiest, and most annoying possible fashion.

You ever been playing a board game and suddenly you find yourself in such a terrible board position, there's nothing left to do but play Lord Of Chaos with your remaining cards and just see what interesting broken shit you can pull off when you're no longer concerned about winning?

Yeah, it's that. >___< I'm not playing to "win" my life anymore. I don't think I'll ever get a real victory condition out of this world. The damage to my kink life, my ability to bond with other people, my faith in my culture, and everything else is just too much to recover from.

This game we're playing is not too good about comebacks and longshots. But damn, can I spam a lot of Counterspells before those fuckers take me out, and I hope they're fucking screaming in frustration by the time my dwindling mana pool is finally exhausted. >____<