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Game Over?
Sep. 29th, 2003 11:12 amJulie rang in sick today. I'm sure I'm an evil, evil, evil person for thinking this, but I hope she's not just being a hypochondriac and I hope she stays away all week. The quiet is just life-enhancing. Well, apart from the fact that we have Capital FM on and Hanson was played. I thought "Mmmm-Bop" got laughed out of existence years ago.
Lunch with SOINM went fine; I recommended him a book for the plane (lucky bugger's a slow reader and a Stephenson fan so I insisted he try "Snow Crash"), we wandered a lot and now he's off to Melbourne. God help the Aussies.
Dinner with the 'rents also went fine. SSD liked his present and laughed over the card and that's a victory in my book.
Then there was the lunacy over the still-in-contention gaming group. Basically, there was a lot of miscommunication and the entire thing resulted in my muse stamping her feet and shouting "Fuck the lot of you; you're all psychotic!" and locking herself in a closet. Which made finishing my little project rather difficult. I managed anyway, but I'm hoping to lure her back to put the finishing touches on. As it is, though, we're on an on-again-off-again situation reminiscent of my relationship with FOINM (First One I Nearly Married).
Here's where I am on it, for those of my cabal who're reading this. It's nice that you're "in". It's not nice that you're not enthused. I don't want to push people into something that's supposed to be fun if the enthusiasm isn't there. And if you're of the tribe of "Shows No Enthusiasm For Anything Ever"... You want to game like that? *BZZZT* I'm sorry, but that answer isn't even on the board. I appreciate that you don't want to nag. But I have the job and the muse who runs off on ten different tangents at once. If you're enthused ... don't nag; prod. Man cannot game by GM alone.
And I still have the flu. Everybody has the flu. And it will not go away. Damn epidemics.
Thess
Lunch with SOINM went fine; I recommended him a book for the plane (lucky bugger's a slow reader and a Stephenson fan so I insisted he try "Snow Crash"), we wandered a lot and now he's off to Melbourne. God help the Aussies.
Dinner with the 'rents also went fine. SSD liked his present and laughed over the card and that's a victory in my book.
Then there was the lunacy over the still-in-contention gaming group. Basically, there was a lot of miscommunication and the entire thing resulted in my muse stamping her feet and shouting "Fuck the lot of you; you're all psychotic!" and locking herself in a closet. Which made finishing my little project rather difficult. I managed anyway, but I'm hoping to lure her back to put the finishing touches on. As it is, though, we're on an on-again-off-again situation reminiscent of my relationship with FOINM (First One I Nearly Married).
Here's where I am on it, for those of my cabal who're reading this. It's nice that you're "in". It's not nice that you're not enthused. I don't want to push people into something that's supposed to be fun if the enthusiasm isn't there. And if you're of the tribe of "Shows No Enthusiasm For Anything Ever"... You want to game like that? *BZZZT* I'm sorry, but that answer isn't even on the board. I appreciate that you don't want to nag. But I have the job and the muse who runs off on ten different tangents at once. If you're enthused ... don't nag; prod. Man cannot game by GM alone.
And I still have the flu. Everybody has the flu. And it will not go away. Damn epidemics.
Thess
