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I was planning on going up to the Bistro tonight because that's where everyone was going to be, but the place was literally packed to capacity. Every chair occupied - even standing room was limited. Chagrined, Frank caught up with me just before I walked back out, and I just said "Man, I'd love to hang out, but I'm really just not gonna do this." and he nodded.
"I can't blame ya." he said. "I gotta get back to work."
So, that's why I'm at home at 10 on a Saturday night. I won't lie, though. Part of me is glad I'm not spending another night bellied up to a bar, because I'd really like a little quiet, I don't particularly want to drink, and I don't really want to spend the money. Those are the parts of me. Which turns out to be most of me, actually.
I've been pretty out of the loop lately because my life has been a series of very small things that do add up to a bigger picture, but it's hard to elaborate on. There've been times when I've been frustrated this last week and I've also had some small victories. Most of the irritations are old news. My roommate can't clean his way out of a paper bag, and I still hate this fucking season.
Ect, et al, ad infinium.
Frank and The J-Man introduced me to Lord of the Rings Online, which I was reluctant to get into because there's already an MMO that I like but arn't playing. The one thing that I'll say right now is that I did, in fact, spend most of my evening playing it. I played it before Frank left at 4, I played it while my curry simmered, I played it up until 8:30 PM when I left, and when I got back 15 minutes later... I sat down and messed around with it for a while. So, it held my initial attention, but I'm already picking out some problems as well as some obvious good ideas.
Also, the Mirrorshades anthology made it to the Glen Carbon library and I had stopped by to pick it up. I've read some interviews with William Gibson about the origins of the term cyberpunk, and Stirling starts rights off as during his preface with something similarly specific. The essay alone is pure gold for me, so I'm ridiculously enthusiastic about this
"I can't blame ya." he said. "I gotta get back to work."
So, that's why I'm at home at 10 on a Saturday night. I won't lie, though. Part of me is glad I'm not spending another night bellied up to a bar, because I'd really like a little quiet, I don't particularly want to drink, and I don't really want to spend the money. Those are the parts of me. Which turns out to be most of me, actually.
I've been pretty out of the loop lately because my life has been a series of very small things that do add up to a bigger picture, but it's hard to elaborate on. There've been times when I've been frustrated this last week and I've also had some small victories. Most of the irritations are old news. My roommate can't clean his way out of a paper bag, and I still hate this fucking season.
Ect, et al, ad infinium.
Frank and The J-Man introduced me to Lord of the Rings Online, which I was reluctant to get into because there's already an MMO that I like but arn't playing. The one thing that I'll say right now is that I did, in fact, spend most of my evening playing it. I played it before Frank left at 4, I played it while my curry simmered, I played it up until 8:30 PM when I left, and when I got back 15 minutes later... I sat down and messed around with it for a while. So, it held my initial attention, but I'm already picking out some problems as well as some obvious good ideas.
Also, the Mirrorshades anthology made it to the Glen Carbon library and I had stopped by to pick it up. I've read some interviews with William Gibson about the origins of the term cyberpunk, and Stirling starts rights off as during his preface with something similarly specific. The essay alone is pure gold for me, so I'm ridiculously enthusiastic about this