The Gong Show
I guess since I'm writing here I must have survived my freezing ordeal of last week. I know that a lot of people work outside during the winter and that I shouldn't complain too much, but in case you didn't know I'm a complete wimp. Especially when it comes to temperature extremes. I'm really looking forward to the day when people can live in a mall so they never have to go outside.
So anyways last Tuesday I got up in the early frosty gloom to brave the very icy highway to head to work. I knew what was going to happen, and I wasn't disappointed when I arrived there and my foreman said we wouldn't be working because it was so cold. It was a mixture of relief and annoyance as part of me just wanted to get the stupid job done while the other part craved more sleep. So I ended up napping that day and further screwing my sleep schedule up.
We actually worked Wednesday. Even with one of our small crew sick we managed to finish over half the job that some people had estimated would take two weeks. It was a little strange though how energetic I felt that evening even despite the lack of sleep. No doubt it was my body starting to revive itself from it's long term lethargy. Thursday we also worked, and we finished up the main part of the job easily. I pushed for getting everything done that day, but I was overruled so we spent a lot of time just puttering around.
Friday morning we messed around some more in the morning before we finished. I was very exhausted from having only five hours of sleep, five nights in a row. That might not be such a big deal for some people but it definitely doesn't work for me. So I couldn't resist napping, and I realy wish I hadn't because it didn't seem very restful. I had a few really strange dreams including one where I was on a tour of a local company that some friends work at. Of course it wasn't the real building I was touring, but some kind of nightmarish funhouse where people ended up trying to kill me (no one I know). I usually don't remember a lot of details from dreams, but I know I ended up at one point fighting a billboard with a crossbow. Personally I blame the violent video games.
That night since my Dad was back in town we headed out for supper at the Olive Garden. I was still sleepwaling so it was a fairly quiet affair. Despite my earlier nap I fell asleep in the p.m.
The next day was the continuation of our new D&D game. It went alright, but the D.M. has already started to show signs of his excessive nature. He's one of those people who always figures that more is better, and that he needs to toss everything at the players right away. I kind of fell out of the roleplaying mood near the end as my stomach began to experience acute pain. I didn't need to be a doctor to figure out why either as I had earlier drunk one litre of light egg nog. I really love egg nog, but I'm going to go out on a limb here and suggest that it's probably not a good idea to drink so much in one sitting.
So when Shani showed up after her cookie exchange I probably should have cancelled our plans to instead go back to my place, but I didn't do that. Bringing my friend Paul along we headed out for supper after which we were going to see The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. Still in pain I didn't eat much, getting most of my food wrapped up.
The next part is probably going to get me tied to a stone tablet and sacrificed by my fantasy loving friends, but I was really not blown away by the movie. My inner child might have been slain by indigestion, but the parts that had other people in tears really didn't move me. Part of it no doubt was that I knew the story and the other part was probably subconscious resistance to the religious messages. While I also knew the Lord of the Rings story before I saw the movies they were so much more visual that it was a delight to see the words in action.
There was some excellent parts near the beginning with the four children all together and their interactions, and the scene where Lucy meets Mr. Tumnus for the first time stands out as a highlight for me. Definitely not a bad movie though. I'll probably have to see it again without stomach pain to form a more objective opinion.
Sunday night was Shani's live Werewolf game which ended up being played at one of the player's houses because of a site conflict. The game went well with the main focus of it on the challenge for the five Alphas of the city to pick one High Alpha. My character Roman is one of these Alphas and if I learned anything it's that other people in the city really don't like my character. I seem to have the "can make enemies really well, and have people hate him" part of live roleplaying down. Now I just need to work on the getting people to like me part.
The next game that's coming up is a Fallen Angels game set in Arthurian times. It sounds pretty cool already, and no doubt it would give me a good opportunity to play a good character as one of the shining nights of the Round Table. Yep that's what I should do alright, play a good guy. Who am I kidding though? The lure of the dark side is too powerful for me.
So anyways last Tuesday I got up in the early frosty gloom to brave the very icy highway to head to work. I knew what was going to happen, and I wasn't disappointed when I arrived there and my foreman said we wouldn't be working because it was so cold. It was a mixture of relief and annoyance as part of me just wanted to get the stupid job done while the other part craved more sleep. So I ended up napping that day and further screwing my sleep schedule up.
We actually worked Wednesday. Even with one of our small crew sick we managed to finish over half the job that some people had estimated would take two weeks. It was a little strange though how energetic I felt that evening even despite the lack of sleep. No doubt it was my body starting to revive itself from it's long term lethargy. Thursday we also worked, and we finished up the main part of the job easily. I pushed for getting everything done that day, but I was overruled so we spent a lot of time just puttering around.
Friday morning we messed around some more in the morning before we finished. I was very exhausted from having only five hours of sleep, five nights in a row. That might not be such a big deal for some people but it definitely doesn't work for me. So I couldn't resist napping, and I realy wish I hadn't because it didn't seem very restful. I had a few really strange dreams including one where I was on a tour of a local company that some friends work at. Of course it wasn't the real building I was touring, but some kind of nightmarish funhouse where people ended up trying to kill me (no one I know). I usually don't remember a lot of details from dreams, but I know I ended up at one point fighting a billboard with a crossbow. Personally I blame the violent video games.
That night since my Dad was back in town we headed out for supper at the Olive Garden. I was still sleepwaling so it was a fairly quiet affair. Despite my earlier nap I fell asleep in the p.m.
The next day was the continuation of our new D&D game. It went alright, but the D.M. has already started to show signs of his excessive nature. He's one of those people who always figures that more is better, and that he needs to toss everything at the players right away. I kind of fell out of the roleplaying mood near the end as my stomach began to experience acute pain. I didn't need to be a doctor to figure out why either as I had earlier drunk one litre of light egg nog. I really love egg nog, but I'm going to go out on a limb here and suggest that it's probably not a good idea to drink so much in one sitting.
So when Shani showed up after her cookie exchange I probably should have cancelled our plans to instead go back to my place, but I didn't do that. Bringing my friend Paul along we headed out for supper after which we were going to see The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. Still in pain I didn't eat much, getting most of my food wrapped up.
The next part is probably going to get me tied to a stone tablet and sacrificed by my fantasy loving friends, but I was really not blown away by the movie. My inner child might have been slain by indigestion, but the parts that had other people in tears really didn't move me. Part of it no doubt was that I knew the story and the other part was probably subconscious resistance to the religious messages. While I also knew the Lord of the Rings story before I saw the movies they were so much more visual that it was a delight to see the words in action.
There was some excellent parts near the beginning with the four children all together and their interactions, and the scene where Lucy meets Mr. Tumnus for the first time stands out as a highlight for me. Definitely not a bad movie though. I'll probably have to see it again without stomach pain to form a more objective opinion.
Sunday night was Shani's live Werewolf game which ended up being played at one of the player's houses because of a site conflict. The game went well with the main focus of it on the challenge for the five Alphas of the city to pick one High Alpha. My character Roman is one of these Alphas and if I learned anything it's that other people in the city really don't like my character. I seem to have the "can make enemies really well, and have people hate him" part of live roleplaying down. Now I just need to work on the getting people to like me part.
The next game that's coming up is a Fallen Angels game set in Arthurian times. It sounds pretty cool already, and no doubt it would give me a good opportunity to play a good character as one of the shining nights of the Round Table. Yep that's what I should do alright, play a good guy. Who am I kidding though? The lure of the dark side is too powerful for me.
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