16 posts tagged “rp”
No real update this morning, because I'm going to go back to bed until I absolutely have to get up now that the cat's been fed and she'll shut up and stop bothering me.
I was up until 2ish, involved in an RP that had been going on since about four hours earlier. We'd just gotten down to the meat of the problem, but everyone agreed they were sleepy/needed to go for the sake of work/school today. J will be over later tonight, so hopefully I'll still be awake enough after our weekly TV Night Number One (tomorrow is Supernatural) to finish it up. No work tomorrow, as I've said before, so it's entirely possible.
Anyway, going to go doze for a little while longer, while I can.
And here we are, more than ten days later. Needless to say, the past couple of weeks have been incredibly hectic. Due to a fluke in my work schedule a couple of weeks ago (shifting it one day later in the week), I ended up working one forty-hour work week, having one day off, and doing another five days. After two days off this weekend, I'm finally feeling not only human but like I have time to sit down here and write again.
To be fair, anything that I could have written in the past two weeks wouldn't have been terribly new or interesting. Times like that lead to a fairly strict schedule consisting of waking up at 7:30-8, heading out at 8:30, getting home at 7, and going to bed at around 11:30.
I haven't gotten much ROing done lately, either, though last night I was able to attend an event that at least gives my character something to do, which she hasn't had in quite a while. It's also leading her in the direction I'd like to take her, though I'm kind of hoping that there'll be some great event in between that will turn her back into her brilliant jaded self. Though the war she's just been through is a good start...
Let's see. There's still not all that much new to say, but just that I hope I'll be able to get back to this with a little more regularity from here on out. We are getting into the retail holiday season, though, so God only knows how crazy things will get. This weekend we have our store's One Day Sale, but it's on Saturday, so my schedule is screwed up again this week. At least I have a day off closer to the weekend (Thursday) this time. Hopefully they won't try to beat me to death with another wonky schedule.
Anyway, I'm about out of time for now, but hopefully more to come, and not too long from now.
What time period would you have lived in, if you could have lived at any time?
I actually am fairly content with the time period I was born into. If anything, I'd be more interested in changing the location of my birth, yet I don't know what society I would rather live in. I think I'm way too into modern conveniences and technological perks to be able to consider giving them up. I also like having my books readily available and not withheld from me because I'm a woman, and I like having an education. So I probably wouldn't change anything, honestly.
Last night I finally got to catch up in my RP, and also managed to get in a bit of a drinking contest with N. Even after seven shots of vodka (the only thing we had in the house besides some wine), I was still only tipsy/mildly drunk, though I blame that on the fact that I had an absolutely huge (and totally satisfying) dinner at Bob Evans last night. Turkey Bacon Cheddar melt and mashed potatoes, go. So much love for my favorite sandwich ever. I finally toddled off for bed at 2 or so this morning, so I'm not really rested just yet. Probably I'll have a nap before I go to work.
Yesterday, I was rolling around the idea that my best friend and I proposed first last Christmas. We're both wrapping addicts, and actually fairly good at it. My paper skills are pretty good, and she's really quite amazing with fabric ribbon and making bows with it. We actually had quite a few people tell us last year that they would pay to have someone take care of their present wrapping for them. We're quite seriously thinking about capitalizing on that, though there are a lot of factors to figure out.
Do we charge by the hour, by the present, by the present and by the present's size, by the ornateness of the ribbon, offer package deals? How much of a discount do we give if they supply the ribbon and paper, and then what if we have to add our own materials to make something work? I strongly suspect that it's a little bit of everything, which is going to make it even more complicated to figure out. But J is really good at figuring out complicated things, so I think we'll be able to work it out no problem.
Also, we're going to have to figure out how to split things for supplies/gas/personal pay (I'm thinking 40 percent for each of us, and twenty percent to supplies/gas right now), and will people trust us to hold onto their stuff and do it, or are they going to want us to come to their homes? Will there be a difference in charge for that? If we're going to do it at our own space, we'll have to come up with some sort of carbon-copy inventory that everyone signs at the outset so we don't get accused of taking things.
We'll need a lot of supplies, but I can get some stuff from work at a discount as it's leftover from the Christmas in July sale--everything is already three dollars or less, but I can get it at another twenty or thirty percent off, which is pretty good. We'll need to do a lot of sample wrapping and take pictures for a portfolio and/or a website, and consider how much we'll want to advertise. We could always get a table at the mall for a couple days to help get our name out there and do some on-the-spot wraps and distribute business cards. So yeah, it's a lot to think about. But we both know that we're really good at it, and I think it's entirely possible that it could make for a lot of extra money at a time that we could really use it.
I'm really excited. Anyone have any additional comments/suggestions/ideas? Anything is welcome.
Wow. This is, I think, the longest I've gone without updating here. I'm sorry.
Life has been somewhat hectic of late, and I was out of town for the past two days. So one day quickly becomes two, and two becomes three, and then all of a sudden it's four days since anything's been written. I had a three-day weekend, and we all know how terrible I am at updating when I'm not forcing myself through my morning routine.
Saturday was good. Saturday we got our cable TV hooked up. Apparently there was a mistake over at the cable company and they thought we needed cable internet and already had the TV going, so they scheduled us to have one of their guys come hook it up. I was confused when they told me that we would have to wait for him for the TV, but I figured hey,they know what they're doing and maybe I forgot something. So at 7am on Saturday, I got up to clean house a bit and wait for him. He got here around 9ish, and I made Evan get up as well, so that in case he needed to check the connection in the living room, there wouldn't be a naked man in bed.
The guy was as utterly perplexed as we were that he had to come out for something so apparently simple, and so we hooked up the cable to the TV. The picture was really weak, so he went to his van and cut us some new coaxial cable, but that didn't seem to help either. Our apartment complex has a box outside that the cable guys access, too, so he went to go check that. It turns out that the cable/equipment in there was a little wonky, and that's why our picture was bad. So it ended up being a good thing that he came out, because otherwise our TV wouldn't have worked and we would have had to wait for someone to come out and look at it anyway. So hurrah for things going well when you think they've gone bad.
The rest of Saturday was spent watching the first WVU game of the season--at least, most of it. At some point I found out that there was a Project Runway (squee) marathon on Bravo, and when I was pretty sure we were going to win (we did, 42-10), I turned the channel over to that. PR is one of the shows that I've missed more than most, and I was glad to get caught up with this new season. I'm only a couple episodes behind now that I saw what was on Saturday, and I caught a couple of the earlier episodes that I'd missed yesterday when they did another marathon. I'm counting on Michael, the redheaded chick, and some random person to make it to the final three.
Saturday night I drank, mostly out of boredom. Five shots of vodka (Yes, I was that bored. It's the only alcohol we have in the house) got me nicely tipsy, and lasted for a couple of hours. Evan came home at some point after I'd had the fifth shot (he was out with friends that day), and I actually managed to not be obviously drunk. I'm not sure why I felt like that was the right route--it probably wasn't, in retrospect, but I think mostly my motivation was to see if I could keep him from noticing. I was a little wobbly/silly, but he didn't seem to take much note. I had a little headache on Sunday morning, but nothing a couple of Tylenol didn't take away.
Sunday and Monday we spent at my parents, which is nice enough, I guess. We had a really nice Thanksgiving-type dinner on Sunday night that was very yum, and I have a leftover pumpkin pie in my fridge, which is always good. We forgot to bring the Cool Whip, though. Oh, well. Nothing terribly exciting to say about being home--it's pretty much the same as always. Mooched some food, watched TV, played with Mom's new laptop, and really that's about it. It's weird to finally be allowed to sleep together now, but nice.
Yesterday Mom and I got up early and tried to go to this craft fair that they have nearby every Labor Day weekend, but it wasn't there when we were, so I think it must only be on Saturday and Sunday of the weekend. In lieu of that, we ended up visiting my aunt at our old house in my hometown. That was...blah. My family are those scary uber-conservatives that want to kill/bomb/destroy all Muslims, which pisses me off, but I know better than to open my mouth about it. I'm still disappointed in them.
When we came back here, Evan and I tried a new tactic against the giant pile of dishes we'd accumulated and left behind (heh), and then made a supply run for a few things we needed. I really wanted to get a pair of computer headphones with the little microphone and everything, but unfortunately the only two they had of the pair I wanted had already been opened (And put back on the shelf. Why?). So perhaps next time.
Last night was spent reuniting, if you will, with Tarsis, who got a little screwed over by the leftovers of Hurricane Ernesto. We had a big RP day planned on Saturday, but he'd lost power and didn't get back until I was already at my parents' house. Of course my brain conveniently decided to shut down before we'd really gotten much done, so we saved and will continue later--soon, I hope. Possibly tonight.
I'm working for the next five days, which is blah, but I'm happy to be back on the five-days schedule despite the fact that I know it makes me super-tired. I'll get used to it again, with time. I just hope I'll be able to keep up with everything else I do here, too.
Sorry for the "This is what I did" post, which I usually try to avoid, but a lot happened, and there were quite a few little comments I wanted to make, for one reason or the other. I hope that updates will be a bit closer together from here on out so that giant catch-up posts aren't as necessary.
Until next time~
What song or lyrics are stuck in your head at the moment? What album is it from?
Submitted by Lox Ly.
The song in my head at this particular moment is 'Two Hornpipes (Tortuga)' from Pirates of the Caribbean II: Dead Man's Chest. Why, I do not know, but it's a happy little rolling melody (Quite possibly called a 'reel,' but I'm not sure what part of my memory supplied that information. Wikipedia seems to differentiate, and now that I check, apparently 'hornpipe' is the kind of song it is, but it's closely related to a reel. So. Do I get former-music-major points for trying?) that they play in the pub in Tortuga that makes me inherently happy. I woke up with it in my head and since I like it, I haven't made an attempt to dislodge it yet.
The cat is yowling at me from the kitchen, which I can only take to assume that she wants me to clean her litter box, since she's already been fed and watered this morning. I really don't feel like cleaning it, but I fear the consequences of not. So.
Well, box wasn't that bad. It's entirely possible that she wanted the litter cleaned off the floor, given that one of my theories is that it isn't the dirty box so much as the litter on the floor that causes her to have an occasional brainfart and not go in the box.
But you really don't want to hear about the bathroom habits of my cat, do you? In penance, a cute picture:
Posting this actually has (gasp) relevance, as this weekend we will once again be coaxing the cat into her carrier by temptation of food--which is what was happening in this picture. We're going to go visit my parents on Sunday and stay until Monday afternoon--about 24 hours, which is long enough that I'd feel bad leaving the cat alone. The parents will appreciate her visit as well, since they kept her for a few years while I was in school and couldn't have a pet live with me.
And she'll appreciate not being stuck here all by herself and having to yowl loud enough that maybe the neighbor's cat (which we saw for the first time the other day as it stared at us through his blinds!) would hear her and talk back. Ahem.
I managed to score a three-day weekend over Labor Day; that wasn't intentional on the part of my manager, but given my recent work history, I told him I really appreciate it. Two of the three managers right now have been giving me really positive feedback lately, so that's encouraging. Last night our 'new guy' didn't show up (which effectively gives him the boot), and the other cashier person wasn't going to be able to show up until 6pm because of her classes. So I told my manager, D (new D, not the old D--still a guy though!), that if he would cover me for ten or fifteen minutes to take a break, I would try to stay until she got there. I ended up going over to the cafe and covering a lunch, since D wouldn't be able to do so if the other cashier didn't show up. I was dog tired by the end of the day, but I actually feel like it was worth it. And today's the last day, which I hope will be easy. I know I'm not staying late again without absolutely good reason, as until we lost our nightshift guy, I wasn't planning on staying yesterday, either, because I am tired.
Anyway, enough about work. RP is picking up, and tomorrow I'll probably be dedicating practically the entire day to it. At least, I already have a couple folks promised my attention. Hee.
I guess that's really about it from me for now. Until next time~
I slept eleven hours last night. Two on the couch after my hot soak in the bathtub, and nine more when I woke up and figured I might as well just go to bed.
I hadn't realized I was so tired.
Actually, I think I've been fighting off a cold for the past couple of days, and I don't feel sniffly at all this morning, so I suppose that's something, eh? At any rate, I do feel a lot better on the overall, so it was probably for the best, even though I hadn't really planned on doing it.
It's also entirely possible that since I didn't really rest much on Monday (day off) that I still hadn't recovered from all that. This week is promising to be better, since I work today and the next two days and then have at least one day off. Compared to the neverending schedule of last week, that seems remarkably easy. I am, however, going to be working longer hours this week. Since Evan doesn't get off work until 6:30, and we're way behind on a few projects (All of the main displays of the store get changed this week, that means we have to get that out as quickly as possible. That results in all the books that were on the old displays getting piled up on a table. Plus we still have to deal with our regular shipment), I agreed to stay late and help with voids, which means taking a scanner gun through specific sections and finding all the books that haven't sold or are coming/have come out in new editions. Those get sent back, which gives us more room on the shelves, which is yay!
One of my favorite sections to void or COMP (basically reset the section so that it's all in order) is the essays/criticism section, which always has interesting books about books, which is quite possibly one of my favorite things ever. Yesterday revealed two interesting finds, a book about reading "like a professor," and one about the Dark Tower series. So I'll probably browse through those two at work today. The other book I picked up is called The Alphabet of Dreams, and is about a boy who has the ability to have prophetic dreams if he sleeps with the possession of another person. So far, so good, but I'm not very far yet, as I've given up my reading time to work this week.
I think I'm giving up on Half Life. I hate that, but by the last third of the book, the story and writing are so convoluted that I can't even begin to feel engaged. I think I'll probably put it back and maybe pick it up again later. Sometimes that's for the best.
Let's see. What else haven't I documented here in a while. The RO/RP situation is going well enough, though I haven't been able to do as much as I might like now that I'm getting five days a week at work again. I suppose it's a sacrifice that has to be made, though I don't care for it. Once I get a little more accustomed to the schedule it should be a bit easier. In the meantime, the RP I have been getting has been pretty damn good. Rachna's attained her magi-knight status, so she and her husband are starting to work on the design and forging of her runic blade. Claire and Spectrus reached another nice little turning point lately, too. I still need to work on getting some more guild RP going on there, but with so many character preoccupied with the war that's going on ingame, it's difficult.
The cat is still crazy. She sits on me each morning to wake me up, though this morning I woke up a few times before she even tried--especially at 4:30, which, given the time I normally go to bed, would have been the equivalent of my normal wake-up time. Finally, at seven, I gave in. Any more sleep might not have been a good idea, probably.
At any rate, I'm going to wrap this up before it gets too long. Hopefully I won't be tired and fall asleep the next time I want to write an entry!
And so we come to the end of another period of not-working, in which I didn't update nearly as much as I would have liked to. Alas, there were other things that I also wanted to/should have done that I didn't. Such is life.
It's been an interesting "weekend." Most developments have come in the realm of RP or other Aeon-related matters, so I'll touch on those here for a moment.
My gypsy and her bardy love have finally gotten their acts together. Hurrah! After a series of nightmares, she had managed to catch his attention. They were both sufficiently frightened and disturbed, and thus clung to each other for support in a time of trial. Everyone say 'aww.' Mira is, needless to say, very pleased with how things are going, even if Claire is shameless enough to get the poor boy drunk and make him play games with her. Hee.
In other RP news, the town where my other primary character's husband lived (and where she spent a small amount of time with him before the war got into full swing) was the setting for a terrorist attack of late. Their house is completely gone, and our most recent scene involved them clearing out the dead bodies from the church, where all of the men of the town had been gathered and then systematically slaughtered. Fun!
Despite my dislike of war-type plots, this one's certainly interesting. I just hope that we can manage to bring it to some sort of appropriate conclusion instead of letting things get silly. Also, an end to it would be nice. Eventually. God knows that Claire and Spec don't really want to have anything to do with it, and I'd much rather they had the chance to stay out of it myself.
In other vaguely Aeon-related news, I think I'm on the verge of re-establishing friendship with N, who I think I've mentioned before in my 'red threads' post. So perhaps that bond is not severed as permanently as I once thought. I'm venturing into this with a good deal of reservations, however, and not without the backup of friends and loved ones who have faith in this decision. I'm still not sure, but I'm willing to at least give him a chance, I guess. It's rough going yet, but I'm hoping for the best. We'll see.
I'm tired now. Going to finish up this RP and head to bed.
For some reason I didn't want to disturb that post with adding a bunch of other stuff to it. Who knows? It might end up as the basis for a story or something. *grin*
Speaking of stories, the RP that Tarsis is talking about over there may well become one also. I have a good deal of it set out in my head already, as that's what kept me busy at work yesterday and made the hours simply fly by. Needless to say, Claire has pretty much completely captured my imagination of late. I'd like to get some of that down "on paper" here at some point in the near future.
Today is going to be a day of household maintenance, however, as Evan and I have tons of dishes to do, and the house needs a general cleaning-up.
First and foremost on our minds, though, is a doctor's appointment I have in a couple of hours. Hopefully this appointment will lead to free/cheap medication of the type that a girl who's married but doesn't want to have babies would like to have. Ahem. Needless to say I'm a bit anxious, if only for the fact that I've not been to a doctor, period, in longer than I can remember, and that this particular thing is fairly...involved. Anyway, moving on.
I do have some good news, which is that, over the weekend, one of my best friends from high school proposed to his girlfriend! I'd heard the rumor from J, my best friend, sometime a couple of weeks ago, that he was looking for a ring, but it appears that he not only found it but got her to say yes. He's been though a crappy engagement once before, but from what little I know of this girl, I already like her a lot more. And he's grown up a lot since then, too. I'm fairly amused by the fact that they both promised her parents when they started "courting" (their word, not mind--fairly conservative, homeschooling, Christian families here, so take that as you will), that they were taking it slow. I'm pretty sure they haven't even been together a year yet. But ah, well. Love is love, and I can't honestly say that Evan and I didn't know how things were going to end up even three months into things. So much love and happiness and congratulations to them.
The other funny part about that whole thing is that I'm nearly positive he proposed almost a year to the day from when Evan proposed. A year to the day or off by one. Which is still kind of amusing. They're setting a date from around June 5, and we went for May 20th, so they'll have slightly more time than I did. I'm all excited about getting to go to a wedding that's not my own! (Mine was only the second I'd ever been to, and would have been the first if two of our friends hadn't made a mad dash to the courthouse about a month before we had ours, because the husband is in the Navy and was shipping out for a while. This will be the first in a big church will all sorts of fanciness, I imagine. Ours was small, but I can't imagine his being that small. And her parents, I think, are fairly well-off. Time will tell~)
Anyway, I think that's the extent of the more mundane update. Evan'll be up soon and then we have to get moving. Ta!
What magazines do you subscribe to, and why?
For general purposes of this question, I shall make an addendum: "If none, why not?"
I don't subscribe to magazines.
Why? They cost too fucking much for the trivial stuff that comes in them, all of which I can probably get for free online and minus all the stupid perfume ads. Or read at work at no cost to me.
Sometimes these questions are so...blah.
In other news, I had a really weird dream this morning before I woke up (although, to be fair, most of the dreams I remember are just so--right before I wake, which is why I remember them at all).
I was at some sort of school or the like, and for some reason I realized, after a few odd stares, that I had this kind of cactus thing (without the spikes)--a fungus, maybe, or a parasite?--growing out of the top of my head. Apparently it was a bad thing, and I tried to put on a hat to cover it up. One of the teachers was trying to help me, and commended me for trying to hide it, but we ended up being exposed after all, which caused a mass panic. I beat a lot of other people to the elevators, but the people who got in before me saw me and made the doors close before I could get on. That elevator crashed.
Um, yeah. Told you it was weird.
Before that I had some kind of stupid school-type dream as well, where I was running around talking to a lot of my old teachers and similar. Now, I know it's back-to-school time and all, but my brain apparently doesn't realize that I'm not going. What the fuck, brain?
I hate that I haven't written in here for the past few days when I've been off, but as we noted before, time off = Mira having plenty of time to find other things to do. I managed to finish off an important item quest in RO, do a good bit of partying, and have some pretty nifty RP since I came home from work on Friday. I'm kind of worried that work will have 'sploded by now, but I suppose at least I won't have been involved!
I should go ahead and get ready, so posting this up for now. Ta.
Oh, and go bother Tarsis about his scruff. I command you!
I've been trying to screw up the brainpower to compose an entry for a couple days now, but nothing has come to mind in the way of content. Constant recaps of "I'm going/I went to work today; it sucked, as per usual,' isn't terribly interesting, but lately my life has consisted of mostly that. So I suppose that's my excuse for not updating.
I tried to write last night, but Evan was using the PS2 and making a lot of noise with it. It was hard to concentrate, so I stopped. Bleh.
Much of yesterday evening after work was consumed with paying attention to the cat, honestly. We fed her when we got home, and she was happy, but still kept running around making all kinds of crazy cat noises. So I took her outside for a couple of minutes, but that didn't satisfy her. I played with her in her kitty tube/den sort of area but that wasn't good enough either. Eventually she settled down with some catnip, then camped on Evan's lap for a while and got enough attention.
She didn't even wake me up this morning, which is a triumph in itself, really. Usually by 7 (and of course, the alarm doesn't usually go off until 7:30) she's jumping up on my hip (or back, or stomach, depending on what's pointing up at the time), yowling once or twice at me, then hopping off. If I don't get up in the next couple of minutes, she does it again. Until I do. I even have a few scratches on my hip from where she stood on me.
I found out a couple of days ago that one of my co-workers is (very recently) pregnant. Apparently I'm the first person she told aside from her husband. This boggles me, but given that I often take confidences in the people around me, I suppose I can understand, in a sense. Yesterday she also told our manager, but that's because she was late for work due to that lovely, lovely blessing of morning sickness. At any rate, she said it's still really early on and that's why she hasn't really been telling people. So I guess I feel special. Of course, she's also the second person to get pregnant in the past six months where I work. I'm starting to think of that as another reason to get out of there! While I can't wait to have kids, we barely squeak by as it is ourselves. On the other hand, I guess people getting pregnant and having babies isn't all that uncommon out here in the 'adult' world, so maybe I should just get used to it? At any rate, I know that she and her husband have been trying since about nine or ten months ago anyway, so I'm happy for them. She'll be a fun mom.
The other girl who's having a baby that I know is about six months along at this point, and she left work a month ago at her doctor's urging. I haven't heard much of her since then, since I know they were planning on moving back home and probably don't have internet now. I hope everything's going all right for them--they're not much older than Evan and I, though they've been together a while, too, and just hadn't gotten around to getting married, at least until after they found out about the baby! Last I'd heard, they knew it was a boy and he was coming along well, so hopefully things will continue along that path.
I hope I'm not boring everyone to death. I was tempted to do the qotd today, but as with any 'favorite' question, it's hard to pick anyway, plus I'd feel way too much like I was on Inside the Actors' Studio. Y'know?
Anyway. I do have the next three days off (whoo!) so I should be able to get some pretty decent writing in there at some point. Remind me, also, to talk about the book Vital Friends that I leafed through at work, and my thoughts regarding it. It was kind of interesting. I'd also like to do another creative writing exercise and talk about what's going on with my RO RP situation right now, but I figure if this entry gets any longer, the odds of someone taking the time to read it are, perhaps, even smaller.
Until next time~
