GAHHHHHHHH

[letterblade]

Normally I have a strict no-LJ-from-work rule, but I need to FREAK THE FUCK OUT in some reasonably contained way RIGHT NOW.

I had gotten my weekends mixed up.

Event 1: Weekend-long-LARP, The Morning After, considered one of the defining examples of the genre, right in town so I don't need to travel or sleep over anywhere, and a lot of my friends are involved. I'm already signed up. I'm really looking forward to it. I don't know when in hell I'd get another chance to play.

Event 2: A weekend worth of dinner parties and gatherings at my parents' house, which I've promised my mother I'd go to, and which will be my first chance in a year or two, and probably my last chance for another year or two, to see my older brother and his wife, who life in CA, and my tiny adorable niece.

ARE THE SAME FUCKING WEEKEND.

FUCK. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK SHIT MOTHERFUCKING FUCK.

THIS IS AS BAD AS THE BLOGATHON-MYSTERIUM CONFLICT. WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THIS. THERE ARE THREE OTHER PERFECTLY GOOD WEEKENDS IN OCTOBER, ONE OF WHICH IS EVEN LONG. STOP DOING THIS TO ME YOU SHIT SCHEDULING UNIVERSE. STOP IT RIGHT THE FUCK NOW. LIKE YOU HAVEN'T DONE ENOUGH SHIT TO ME THIS YEAR.

I miss my brother. I want to see my niece. I feel like I'm closer now to my family than I have been in a couple years, and I'd like to keep that.

Either way I decide, I'm betraying a batch of people. Even if I try to do both--bug out on the game for four or five hours Saturday evening, which will probably be when the most important bits are happening, drive the hour to Westborough, attend for just a few hours, drive back and get caught up on the big revelations--I'm going to piss everybody off.

I'm just going to go off and scream silently and incoherently now. FUCK. THIS IS NOT HOW I NEEDED MY MORNING TO START. I hate decisions like this. I know it's a comparatively little thing, but it tears me fucking in half, undermines my already incredibly unstable social life, makes me seem even more flakey...

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Comments

[contradictacat.livejournal.com]

If it makes you feel better, due to the structure of TMA, I don't think that Saturday evening is /quite/ as intense as it is in other LARPS. Of course, it's still a fairly large chunk of time...but if you let the GMs know NOW (no, seriously, Today) that you will probably have to bug out for a bit on Saturday evening, they might be able to plan for that. I could also be completely speaking out of my ass, as I only live with a GM and have no idea how things work (said completely seriously).

Family you get along with is important. ::hugs::

[usernamenumber.livejournal.com]

I totally know the feeling, as this sort of thing used to happen to me all the time as well. =:( Fwiw, Google Calendar has totally saved my ass in this regard.

I also second pretty much everything contradictacat said: Family you get along with is important, trying to do both is going to suck, but it will probably suck less than skipping either, and don't procrastinate on telling the GMs.

Good luck!

[nevacaruso.livejournal.com]

No new advice, just thirding what everyone else has said. Seriously, this sort of social conflict is waaaaaaay more common than you think. And it always sucks. Badly.

Family obligations are indeed important. The GMs will make the call as to whether you're needed on Saturday night. Go from there. (And I believe that one of them is a friend who knows how crazy your life is?) Whatever they say, at least after you talk to them you'll have ALL the information you need to make the final decision.

Good luck, and I hope I get to see you that weekend.

[amysuemom.livejournal.com]

Breathe Deep.

Do what you think has to be done and let everyone know now so that there's no misunderstanding.

Or you could be the skank I was at your age and fake illness with the family, which was always stupid because they never really believed me and I always felt guilty as hell so didn't enjoy whatever I was bagging out to do anyway.

Or wait! I'll dye my hair red again and be you for the week end (in Westboro that is). This will totally work. Especially when I leave to go "home" with the serger. Yay! I'll finally have a serger and play with a toddler!

another option

[mytheria.livejournal.com]

Instead of bolting back and forth for the evening, skip out on the morning, do brunch w/ the family then go LARP.
I know that dinner party was the big deal, but maybe brunch is an option?
Either way, make a plan, and tell the GMs so that they can be not dependant on you to reveal X when you're off playing with the baby.

[amanuensis1.livejournal.com]

Aw, son of a bitch. I hope you can work something out.