Practical updates
Apr. 11th, 2007 09:06 pmE.T.A. of internet: Friday. In other words, just in time for me to disappear off to Festival of the LARPs all weekend. Still much love to
heavenscalyx.
Festival schedule:
Friday night: Alice (mostly costumed)
Saturday morning: Final Voyage of the Mary Celeste (should be able to costume from extant wardrobe)
Saturday afternoon: Divus Ex (mostly costumed)
Saturday evening: Miskatonic Class Reunion (definitely able to costume from extant wardrobe)
Sunday morning: ...sleep?
Sunday afternoon: Plan 8 From Outer Space (no character sheet yet aii)
Sunday evening: DIE.
Monday I have off from work and Cyn will be out. I shall take this to catch up on the internet (incl. comments), enjoy having the house to myself, and finish the next part of "Point Alpha."
...that's a bloody busy day off.
Also, sick. Lesser ninja death flu, mostly resulting in snuffliness and perpetual fainting exhaustion. Working through it. Not happy. Also suffering from simultaneous severe introvert shock (no time to myself because Cyn's too sick to go out) and severe people withdrawal (no internet, Cyn to sick to exist), which is a nasty combination. And, after finally making the therapy appointment I've been waiting for for months (would like to not be severely depressed someday soon kthnxbai), Cyn has to postpone it.
Whine, bitch, moan.
Love you all. Hate work. Too tired to live.
Festival schedule:
Friday night: Alice (mostly costumed)
Saturday morning: Final Voyage of the Mary Celeste (should be able to costume from extant wardrobe)
Saturday afternoon: Divus Ex (mostly costumed)
Saturday evening: Miskatonic Class Reunion (definitely able to costume from extant wardrobe)
Sunday morning: ...sleep?
Sunday afternoon: Plan 8 From Outer Space (no character sheet yet aii)
Sunday evening: DIE.
Monday I have off from work and Cyn will be out. I shall take this to catch up on the internet (incl. comments), enjoy having the house to myself, and finish the next part of "Point Alpha."
...that's a bloody busy day off.
Also, sick. Lesser ninja death flu, mostly resulting in snuffliness and perpetual fainting exhaustion. Working through it. Not happy. Also suffering from simultaneous severe introvert shock (no time to myself because Cyn's too sick to go out) and severe people withdrawal (no internet, Cyn to sick to exist), which is a nasty combination. And, after finally making the therapy appointment I've been waiting for for months (would like to not be severely depressed someday soon kthnxbai), Cyn has to postpone it.
Whine, bitch, moan.
Love you all. Hate work. Too tired to live.