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It's Saturday, so that means I get to sit around in my pjs at 11 AM, drinking coffee and waiting for the hot water heater to do its thing. That is a device that has never been repaired. If I so much as want to wash my hands in hot water, I usually need to wait 20 minutes.
After three cups of coffee on a weekend, I get totally pumped about my expectations for the day, though. Seriously do.
It's probably another kind of bust weekend. Friday was a more or less surprise D&D game and a serious blast from the past. My roommates older brother, and a long time friend, is running a series of games in the future of a setting he had run about 8 years ago. I remember playing the initial game in his apartment in downtown St Louis when I was a teenager, before I had to drop out because I had a part time job. It's D&D, so now instead of Exalted books, the living room in our apartment possesses 3.5 books piled on every available surface that's not previously covered by a combination of empty alcohol containers, tea cups, coffee cups, books and character sheets from old games, dice, and one lava lamp.
It's almost supernatural how I clean this place up right nice, and about 45 minutes later it becomes a nerd bachelor pad again. I blame that we routinely house between 4 to 6 20-somethings on an almost nightly basis which, no matter how clean they try to be (and they make the attempt), this shit accumulates.
I got my new clothes in! One fishnet shirt, one additional t-shirt (because I have to replace old ones, not because I'm terribly impressed by t-shirts), and my new orange hair dye. I still need new clothing, but this is a start in the right direction.
Water's hot. I'm going to do that thing, now, and then I've got to lay out plans for the day. I keep saying I'm going to work on nExalted, and I wanna, so I'm going to take those notes. I have writing I really need to accomplish, too. This list, it accumulates. I'll link anything noteworthy.
After three cups of coffee on a weekend, I get totally pumped about my expectations for the day, though. Seriously do.
It's probably another kind of bust weekend. Friday was a more or less surprise D&D game and a serious blast from the past. My roommates older brother, and a long time friend, is running a series of games in the future of a setting he had run about 8 years ago. I remember playing the initial game in his apartment in downtown St Louis when I was a teenager, before I had to drop out because I had a part time job. It's D&D, so now instead of Exalted books, the living room in our apartment possesses 3.5 books piled on every available surface that's not previously covered by a combination of empty alcohol containers, tea cups, coffee cups, books and character sheets from old games, dice, and one lava lamp.
It's almost supernatural how I clean this place up right nice, and about 45 minutes later it becomes a nerd bachelor pad again. I blame that we routinely house between 4 to 6 20-somethings on an almost nightly basis which, no matter how clean they try to be (and they make the attempt), this shit accumulates.
I got my new clothes in! One fishnet shirt, one additional t-shirt (because I have to replace old ones, not because I'm terribly impressed by t-shirts), and my new orange hair dye. I still need new clothing, but this is a start in the right direction.
Water's hot. I'm going to do that thing, now, and then I've got to lay out plans for the day. I keep saying I'm going to work on nExalted, and I wanna, so I'm going to take those notes. I have writing I really need to accomplish, too. This list, it accumulates. I'll link anything noteworthy.
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