Maybe it's just me
Dec. 19th, 2005 01:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
featherynscaleMaybe it's just me, but the last few days have seemed to stretch on for far longer than the usual 24-hour span allotted them. Maybe it's just the fact that we seem to have crammed more activity into the day than seems reasonable. That could be it.
Friday, there was gaming at Casa de Martinii. In that game, I'm a poorly socialized elven sorceror with a preoccupation with birds and a mental age of about 12. This is fun, because it allows me to drink while gaming without my play suffering any at all. This is also fun because it allows me to be stupid and impulsive, rather than constantly worrying about whether or not some action I'm contemplating is the right thing to do in the situation. This somehow has translated into a lot more experience points for me for "doing clever character things", so that can't be bad. Also, the Martinii are a damned hospitable lot. R. even shared a glass of Barenjager with me, which made my evening even more enjoyable. Also, he's into European prog-rock, and had some Polish band on, which had a name that involved River-something, and which was fantastic. Riverside, possibly?
Anyway. That ran very late on Friday, and it came to pass that from 3:00 a.m. to 8:30 a.m. was not nearly long enough to sleep properly, but alas, meetings wait for no man. We dragged out to the Gaia business meeting, even though I protested vigorously.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
triadruid and kittenpants had no sympathy for me, none, I tell you! We neglected to bring opaljax and orcjohn's stuff to the meeting, so, guys, we still have stuff for you, and if you will let me know when we might next see each other, I will bring it for you. We had lunch with orcjohn at Chartroose Caboose (woo!), where we cleared the booths around us by embarking on a frank attempt to, between the four of us, name all Ten Commandments (we failed -- the one we couldn't come up with was the one about taking the Lord's name in vain, which we thought of, but didn't think it was a Commandment) and determine which of us at the table was or was not an adulterer (we still don't know, but are willing to take input on the subject). Quoth kittenpants, "Not our trad. We're not responsible for knowing it".
Following that, we bundled off to TCP for an afternoon of Wheel of Time gaming, which is somehow even geekier than plain old garden variety Dungeons and Dragons. Still, good times. Of course, everyone enjoyed watching the DM makeniveus_tigris his bitch. :) triadruid and I engaged in the opening stages of some mutual attempts at bitch-making, but so far it hasn't amounted to much. Here, I'm playing a bored merchant boy who's turned to a life of thievery and smuggling, who is currently in the company of the rest of the party while dressed as a woman and posing as a merchant. In the next session, I have the opportunity to play him as a man playing a woman playing a man, if I'm clever and quick enough, so that should be fun.
We broke off from that to finish the holiday shopping, which tooktriadruid and me to Toys 'R' Us (Note: kittenpants does not indulge in either gaming or shopping, so her Saturday was mostly of the quiet at home variety). At some point here, in our quest to buy toys for my cousin's little girl, a beautiful moment occurred in which he said to me (while grabbing my ass), "I have to take a moment to feel you up here in the children's store, and remind you that I'm shooting blanks..." There was some more on-the-spot celebratory dancing.
Sunday, there was sleeping in, followed by two attempts at biscuits and gravy (the first was foiled by some Elder Sausage, which was summarily eaten by the Chaos Hound). Gaia had Yule, which was very nice, in a musical sort of way. We survived the potluck, exchanged some gifts, and wandered off to see Chronicles of Narnia, which was quite good. I discovered that although I had read the books several times as a kid, I retained almost nothing, so I got to experience the film more or less tabula rasa. This was nice because it freed me from expectations, and also allowed me a chance to look for Christian allegory and other sorts of allegory which might have been available to people who wanted to see that sort of thing. I think I could make a reasonable case that this film was actually full of Wiccan symbolism and write a little essay about it if I were so inclined, but everyone's probably fortunate that I'm not so inclined. Also, Mr. Tumnus is adorable.
Friday, there was gaming at Casa de Martinii. In that game, I'm a poorly socialized elven sorceror with a preoccupation with birds and a mental age of about 12. This is fun, because it allows me to drink while gaming without my play suffering any at all. This is also fun because it allows me to be stupid and impulsive, rather than constantly worrying about whether or not some action I'm contemplating is the right thing to do in the situation. This somehow has translated into a lot more experience points for me for "doing clever character things", so that can't be bad. Also, the Martinii are a damned hospitable lot. R. even shared a glass of Barenjager with me, which made my evening even more enjoyable. Also, he's into European prog-rock, and had some Polish band on, which had a name that involved River-something, and which was fantastic. Riverside, possibly?
Anyway. That ran very late on Friday, and it came to pass that from 3:00 a.m. to 8:30 a.m. was not nearly long enough to sleep properly, but alas, meetings wait for no man. We dragged out to the Gaia business meeting, even though I protested vigorously.
triadruid and kittenpants had no sympathy for me, none, I tell you! We neglected to bring opaljax and orcjohn's stuff to the meeting, so, guys, we still have stuff for you, and if you will let me know when we might next see each other, I will bring it for you. We had lunch with orcjohn at Chartroose Caboose (woo!), where we cleared the booths around us by embarking on a frank attempt to, between the four of us, name all Ten Commandments (we failed -- the one we couldn't come up with was the one about taking the Lord's name in vain, which we thought of, but didn't think it was a Commandment) and determine which of us at the table was or was not an adulterer (we still don't know, but are willing to take input on the subject). Quoth kittenpants, "Not our trad. We're not responsible for knowing it".Following that, we bundled off to TCP for an afternoon of Wheel of Time gaming, which is somehow even geekier than plain old garden variety Dungeons and Dragons. Still, good times. Of course, everyone enjoyed watching the DM make
niveus_tigris his bitch. :) triadruid and I engaged in the opening stages of some mutual attempts at bitch-making, but so far it hasn't amounted to much. Here, I'm playing a bored merchant boy who's turned to a life of thievery and smuggling, who is currently in the company of the rest of the party while dressed as a woman and posing as a merchant. In the next session, I have the opportunity to play him as a man playing a woman playing a man, if I'm clever and quick enough, so that should be fun. We broke off from that to finish the holiday shopping, which took
triadruid and me to Toys 'R' Us (Note: kittenpants does not indulge in either gaming or shopping, so her Saturday was mostly of the quiet at home variety). At some point here, in our quest to buy toys for my cousin's little girl, a beautiful moment occurred in which he said to me (while grabbing my ass), "I have to take a moment to feel you up here in the children's store, and remind you that I'm shooting blanks..." There was some more on-the-spot celebratory dancing. Sunday, there was sleeping in, followed by two attempts at biscuits and gravy (the first was foiled by some Elder Sausage, which was summarily eaten by the Chaos Hound). Gaia had Yule, which was very nice, in a musical sort of way. We survived the potluck, exchanged some gifts, and wandered off to see Chronicles of Narnia, which was quite good. I discovered that although I had read the books several times as a kid, I retained almost nothing, so I got to experience the film more or less tabula rasa. This was nice because it freed me from expectations, and also allowed me a chance to look for Christian allegory and other sorts of allegory which might have been available to people who wanted to see that sort of thing. I think I could make a reasonable case that this film was actually full of Wiccan symbolism and write a little essay about it if I were so inclined, but everyone's probably fortunate that I'm not so inclined. Also, Mr. Tumnus is adorable.