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Well it's supposedly the middle of Summer but the weather seems to be of the opinion that it's closer to late Autumn. Of course, I moan when it's hot as well. Basically, I'm not good with the heat physically and my mood tends to tumble if it's too much the other way, which may explain why I've been in a decided slump recently. All the standard Winter stuff: sleeping badly so no energy so no focus on anything very much. And just generally bleh.
So bleh, in fact, that I'm really only writing this because I haven't updated properly in weeks.
Today's been particularly bad, but that probably has to do with the fact that I didn't get to bed until after 4, and I find it more or less impossible to sleep during the day (yes, I know 4 am hardly counts as daytime, but try telling the sun that ...). Which is probably a major part of the problem. I sleep for between 4 and 6 hours a night, and I need about 8 to feel human. Ho hum. Maybe I shouldn't be listening to Fields of the Nephilim. Not exactly a mood booster, after all ...
But, general whining aside, it's been a pretty good month. "Sniff the glove", at the end of May, was a ridiculous amount of fun. Maybe because the whole mood of the night was tongue in cheek and completely over the top I felt free to jump up and down like a complete loon, completely uncaring of anyone else's opinion (which is rather rare for me ...). The only down side being that I managed to leave no energy whatsoever for Vagabonds, the following night. How we managed to get there, I'm not sure. I know I was functioning on a combination of nicotine and sheer force of will. I'm glad we did manage to drag ourselves there though, and it was very nice to see![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sinbadsilk and sahrapatroness.
And, on a completely unrelated note, could someone tell me how I've managed to get myself three different gaming groups, of which all but one are completely ignorant of the other two? It probably says something about my completely unwillingness to be honest at the risk of hurting people's feelings (even if, as in the case of Lee and Anna, they're people whom, at best, I'd rather never have to game with again and, and worst, I really don't like one little bit). Of course, all 3 groups have their good bits and in group number 3, I've finally found a bunch of people with whom I have absolutely no issues (well, so far). So, is there some sort of gaming alchemy by which I can take all three groups and meld them together in such a way as to remove the bad elements and keep the good ones? Hmmm, I thought not.
And talking of alchemy, although in this case the entirely wrong sort - you know, the sort of mystico-scientific process that demands, say, daily baths in virgin's blood - could I just take a few lines to rail against George Lucas? Now, I can't imagine that anyone who's intending to see it hasn't yet, or that anyone much cares about spoilers for this anyway but just in case, we have very brief Indiana Jones ranting behind the cut:-
( yes, this cut )
That wasn't so short as I planned. Oh well. I do feel chirpier though. It's strange how a good bitch is so cathartic.
I hope everyone's having a fab Summer xxx
So bleh, in fact, that I'm really only writing this because I haven't updated properly in weeks.
Today's been particularly bad, but that probably has to do with the fact that I didn't get to bed until after 4, and I find it more or less impossible to sleep during the day (yes, I know 4 am hardly counts as daytime, but try telling the sun that ...). Which is probably a major part of the problem. I sleep for between 4 and 6 hours a night, and I need about 8 to feel human. Ho hum. Maybe I shouldn't be listening to Fields of the Nephilim. Not exactly a mood booster, after all ...
But, general whining aside, it's been a pretty good month. "Sniff the glove", at the end of May, was a ridiculous amount of fun. Maybe because the whole mood of the night was tongue in cheek and completely over the top I felt free to jump up and down like a complete loon, completely uncaring of anyone else's opinion (which is rather rare for me ...). The only down side being that I managed to leave no energy whatsoever for Vagabonds, the following night. How we managed to get there, I'm not sure. I know I was functioning on a combination of nicotine and sheer force of will. I'm glad we did manage to drag ourselves there though, and it was very nice to see
sinbadsilk and sahrapatroness.And, on a completely unrelated note, could someone tell me how I've managed to get myself three different gaming groups, of which all but one are completely ignorant of the other two? It probably says something about my completely unwillingness to be honest at the risk of hurting people's feelings (even if, as in the case of Lee and Anna, they're people whom, at best, I'd rather never have to game with again and, and worst, I really don't like one little bit). Of course, all 3 groups have their good bits and in group number 3, I've finally found a bunch of people with whom I have absolutely no issues (well, so far). So, is there some sort of gaming alchemy by which I can take all three groups and meld them together in such a way as to remove the bad elements and keep the good ones? Hmmm, I thought not.
And talking of alchemy, although in this case the entirely wrong sort - you know, the sort of mystico-scientific process that demands, say, daily baths in virgin's blood - could I just take a few lines to rail against George Lucas? Now, I can't imagine that anyone who's intending to see it hasn't yet, or that anyone much cares about spoilers for this anyway but just in case, we have very brief Indiana Jones ranting behind the cut:-
( yes, this cut )
That wasn't so short as I planned. Oh well. I do feel chirpier though. It's strange how a good bitch is so cathartic.
I hope everyone's having a fab Summer xxx
