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Work again, and again bored. There seems to be very little to do right now. The stock price is way up, which makes me happy, becuase if it stays there, I'll be rich on leaving. So I'm spodding, and reading House of Leaves on iuniverse.com, which is excellent, and poking around other stuff curiously.
I want to learn more PHP, but I'm not in the mood.
I went through my campaign notebooks last night, and out of curiousity, tried to figure out how long it would take me to wrap up the campaign NOW, without any other material. 27 sessions, I discovered. At an average four sessions a month, that's more than six months. That's into September.
I'm going to have to start other campaigns in the meantime - Faction War, when I get hold of it, and possibly the Middle Kingdoms game, just to get SOME of this stuff out of my head. And then there's Other Dublinto write more of... and all of the now two Sanctuary lists to read a backlog from. And it's a huge backlog.
So much to do, so little of it essential, so much of it essential.
I'm amazed, sometimes, by the amount of stuff I can hold in my head. Writing up Innard's Wardlast night, the spell description went on for two foolscap pages. My hand was cramping, and the pen ran out of ink. And before I started, I thought a paragraph or two would cover it.
Speaking of cramps, I woke up last night with a bastardof a cramp in my left calf. Could barely walk this morning. Add that to a coughing fit, and the overall effect was not pleasant. I do wish I could shake this cold once and for all. Maybe sleeping in over the weekend will deal with it.
Lunchtime, eh? Cheese sandwiches. For some reason, cheese tastes really really good these days. Nothing fancy. Red Cheddar. Not even very red. Almost as good as buttered eggs, and the pancakes from last night. And tea and coffee. Simple tastes. Right now, I would killfor a bowl of stew and some brown bread. I'd maim for soup. And I'm sure there's soup in the canteen, but I'm too lazy and too broke to investigate. Yes, I'll maim for it, but only if I don't have to move.
I want to learn more PHP, but I'm not in the mood.
I went through my campaign notebooks last night, and out of curiousity, tried to figure out how long it would take me to wrap up the campaign NOW, without any other material. 27 sessions, I discovered. At an average four sessions a month, that's more than six months. That's into September.
I'm going to have to start other campaigns in the meantime - Faction War, when I get hold of it, and possibly the Middle Kingdoms game, just to get SOME of this stuff out of my head. And then there's Other Dublinto write more of... and all of the now two Sanctuary lists to read a backlog from. And it's a huge backlog.
So much to do, so little of it essential, so much of it essential.
I'm amazed, sometimes, by the amount of stuff I can hold in my head. Writing up Innard's Wardlast night, the spell description went on for two foolscap pages. My hand was cramping, and the pen ran out of ink. And before I started, I thought a paragraph or two would cover it.
Speaking of cramps, I woke up last night with a bastardof a cramp in my left calf. Could barely walk this morning. Add that to a coughing fit, and the overall effect was not pleasant. I do wish I could shake this cold once and for all. Maybe sleeping in over the weekend will deal with it.
Lunchtime, eh? Cheese sandwiches. For some reason, cheese tastes really really good these days. Nothing fancy. Red Cheddar. Not even very red. Almost as good as buttered eggs, and the pancakes from last night. And tea and coffee. Simple tastes. Right now, I would killfor a bowl of stew and some brown bread. I'd maim for soup. And I'm sure there's soup in the canteen, but I'm too lazy and too broke to investigate. Yes, I'll maim for it, but only if I don't have to move.