Sunday, Sunday, here again...
Apr. 24th, 2005 11:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thessalianToday seems to be involving many visitors to the new flat (it's only been a little over a week; it's still new). First, it was the landlord -- he was supposed to be coming in on Saturday to check the new three-piece suite but somehow neglected to get in touch about it until today. When he did, he gave about 20 minutes' warning. Hooray for landlords who live close to. Sheesh.
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cholten99 is coming by to dump some of my leftover stuff from the big box nobody could lift. Not that I won't be happy to have the stuff, but sheesh, it's Sunday morning! Admittedly, I'm getting kind of used to waking up obscenely early on the weekends (okay, comparatively). After all, I now live with a morning person. Still, there's no way to relax with people pottering in and out of the place.
And then, of course, there's Mage. I spent a happy hour or two yesterday coming up with stats for the new NPCs, and badgering XP-garnering writing projects out ofdodgyhoodoo, who's saving up to get Skank Arete 4. He's done a fantastic job, as you can see with some of them, so now he gets a Seeking. Hee! And he's remembering to charge Thig so all the bits he gave me in the last one (mental defrag -- the transition between Geoff Woad and Skank Fetish) can be used against him. I repeat -- Hee!
Oddly, this is not being written on Thig. I'm managing to pull this update from the Frankenbox, because someone in the area has a completely wide open wireless connection, which I have somehow managed to pirate. I won't be doing it for very long, because we're getting our own broadband on Tuesday, but it seems silly not to take even a teeny bit of advantage. This may make me a bad person but it beats hell out of 1p per minute and sitting on the floor in the entry hall.
Then
cholten99 is coming by to dump some of my leftover stuff from the big box nobody could lift. Not that I won't be happy to have the stuff, but sheesh, it's Sunday morning! Admittedly, I'm getting kind of used to waking up obscenely early on the weekends (okay, comparatively). After all, I now live with a morning person. Still, there's no way to relax with people pottering in and out of the place.And then, of course, there's Mage. I spent a happy hour or two yesterday coming up with stats for the new NPCs, and badgering XP-garnering writing projects out of
dodgyhoodoo, who's saving up to get Skank Arete 4. He's done a fantastic job, as you can see with some of them, so now he gets a Seeking. Hee! And he's remembering to charge Thig so all the bits he gave me in the last one (mental defrag -- the transition between Geoff Woad and Skank Fetish) can be used against him. I repeat -- Hee!Oddly, this is not being written on Thig. I'm managing to pull this update from the Frankenbox, because someone in the area has a completely wide open wireless connection, which I have somehow managed to pirate. I won't be doing it for very long, because we're getting our own broadband on Tuesday, but it seems silly not to take even a teeny bit of advantage. This may make me a bad person but it beats hell out of 1p per minute and sitting on the floor in the entry hall.