Random collected thoughts (August 30/31)

August 30
So Johnny heard something about a bunch of Gangrel getting together a few weeks back. Um...what? That can't be a good thing.

Johnny just doesn't get them. They are Independent, so they aren't Camarilla. But they aren't Sabbat or Anarch either. They don't seem to really have a side and fuck all if that isn't confusing. Like, there is that dude, Joe Barclay, that a year ago was one of the brightest lights of the Anarchs. Now, he's claiming he ain't an Anarch and never really was. What the fuck?

So Johnny figures that a bunch of furry Gangrel getting together in some forest or something isn't a good idea on any level. Johnny is having a real hard time thinking that it might actually be a good thing for the Anarchs.

August 31
It's too fuckin' hot around here. When it's still 90 degrees at midnight, it's too hot. Yeah, it does have it's advantages; brings the body temperature up to something much closer to normal mortals for example. But when you don't sweat (and Johnny has already had more than a few problems when some chick is coming down from a good screaming orgasm and suddenly realizes you the guy pumping her snatch for the last hour isn't sweating a drop) people start to look at you funny. Johnny can't wait for it to cool down to something more reasonable.

August 31
Tonight is the monthly Anarch rant down here in the OC. Too much shit happening, and Johnny hopes that something is finally fuckin' resolved. The riceferatu, the Sabbatt, the Ghosthunter crew and as always, the damn Camunists. Maybe, just maybe, something will finally break and something will wrap up and we can focus better on the problems remaining to us.