So, this gym thing, then. Whee.
I got in about half an hour on the treadmill in the gym, only to discover that there was something wrong with the showers, and there was a choice of cold water or very cold water. So I was awake arriving in to work, where I discovered that the stuff I stayed late to do on Friday hadn't been made live. Gah.
I was thinking of going for the King Arthur casting, but I'm regretfully coming to the conclusion that they'll almost certainly be filming when I'm in work. So I won't go for that, which leaves me this evening free to do game writing. I'll take this opportunity to advertise
davonian a bit more, and draw the attention of the players in the new campaign to
olddavonian.
And things are pretty much sorted for our trip to Birmingham next weekend; I just booked the accomodation in Startford-upon-Avon, and we have a night in Warwick, and two in Birmingham itself. Anyone reading this live in those areas? We're in Stratford-upon-Avon on Friday, Warwick on Saturday, and Birmingham on Sunday and Monday.
I was thinking of going for the King Arthur casting, but I'm regretfully coming to the conclusion that they'll almost certainly be filming when I'm in work. So I won't go for that, which leaves me this evening free to do game writing. I'll take this opportunity to advertise
And things are pretty much sorted for our trip to Birmingham next weekend; I just booked the accomodation in Startford-upon-Avon, and we have a night in Warwick, and two in Birmingham itself. Anyone reading this live in those areas? We're in Stratford-upon-Avon on Friday, Warwick on Saturday, and Birmingham on Sunday and Monday.
I am in and out of a foul temper today. Shards of utter viciousness, of an uncharacteristic sort, keep appearing from nowhere and getting stuck in people. I have no good reason for this, other than that it's Monday, and I'm almost enjoying the vindictiveness of it all. It is, perhaps, a good thing that I'm not running a game tonight. Instead, I shall write game material, wherein the viciousness can be distilled down into a kind of inky black liquid evil, which can then be fed to potentially unpleasant NPCs, turning them into Overlords of Eeevil. Although some of the ones I have in mind today might actually be made nicer by that.
I have decided that I will after all go for the King Arthur thing. My younger brother is going, as are
olethros and Cold Fusion Girl (probably).
And I have just recieved an instant message on AIM, the text of which is unsuitable for minors, but which I present here anyway: "Jermaine Bermude (3:27:09 PM): Watch Osama Bin Ladin Fuck A Camel Up The Ass! Never Seen Before Video Footage! Click Here To See!"
Er, no thank you.
I have decided that I will after all go for the King Arthur thing. My younger brother is going, as are
And I have just recieved an instant message on AIM, the text of which is unsuitable for minors, but which I present here anyway: "Jermaine Bermude (3:27:09 PM): Watch Osama Bin Ladin Fuck A Camel Up The Ass! Never Seen Before Video Footage! Click Here To See!"
Er, no thank you.
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