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The days are just packed
Apr. 9th, 2005 12:19 pmPlans for today:
1) Have lunch at some point. Because food is good. Food that is more than horse hoof, raw sugar and E-numbers is better.
2) WiccaUK moot thing. Meep. Given the sheer number of horror stories I've heard about some of the types you find at these things, I'm a little bit concerned. I mean, who wants to be looked down on by some crystal-waving twerp who insists that part of their soul is a 3000-year-old chasm dragon? Newbies have a bad rep anyway and here I am in my geek T-shirt and DoomBoots without a sodding clue about most of the more ritual elements of this, trying to learn a thing or two from people who won't give you the time of day unless your soul contains an Anne Rice-style vampire or you're some astronomically high level of at least three different traditions/schools/whatever. While I really do hope to meet interesting people and learn something, I think the main reason I'm going is to rediscover the gentle art of moron-baiting. I think there will be amusement to be had in the idea of me, enough alcohol to classify as lengua libre (or in vino veritas, depending) and a bunch of up-themselves morons blathering about otherkin or name-checking themselves into oblivion. Feel my squirrely wrath.
3) Unspecified entertainment and dinner. Probably disc 2 of the Firefly box set and whatever culinary masterpiece![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dodgyhoodoo decides to present me with (he insists on cooking despite the fact that it's my turn because he wants to pamper me. I'm not complaining).
Plans for tomorrow
1) Decide what to do about lunch. We're currently thinking that, since it's justdodgyhoodoo, weaselbitch and I, it might be easier if we just do lunch in.
2) Mage for two. Fear my squirrely wrath again.
As Calvin said, the days are just packed.
1) Have lunch at some point. Because food is good. Food that is more than horse hoof, raw sugar and E-numbers is better.
2) WiccaUK moot thing. Meep. Given the sheer number of horror stories I've heard about some of the types you find at these things, I'm a little bit concerned. I mean, who wants to be looked down on by some crystal-waving twerp who insists that part of their soul is a 3000-year-old chasm dragon? Newbies have a bad rep anyway and here I am in my geek T-shirt and DoomBoots without a sodding clue about most of the more ritual elements of this, trying to learn a thing or two from people who won't give you the time of day unless your soul contains an Anne Rice-style vampire or you're some astronomically high level of at least three different traditions/schools/whatever. While I really do hope to meet interesting people and learn something, I think the main reason I'm going is to rediscover the gentle art of moron-baiting. I think there will be amusement to be had in the idea of me, enough alcohol to classify as lengua libre (or in vino veritas, depending) and a bunch of up-themselves morons blathering about otherkin or name-checking themselves into oblivion. Feel my squirrely wrath.
3) Unspecified entertainment and dinner. Probably disc 2 of the Firefly box set and whatever culinary masterpiece
dodgyhoodoo decides to present me with (he insists on cooking despite the fact that it's my turn because he wants to pamper me. I'm not complaining).Plans for tomorrow
1) Decide what to do about lunch. We're currently thinking that, since it's just
dodgyhoodoo, weaselbitch and I, it might be easier if we just do lunch in.2) Mage for two. Fear my squirrely wrath again.
As Calvin said, the days are just packed.