The first half of my work week was relatively busy. This was good.
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Gaming on Tuesday was mostly somnolence inducing despite my best effort to form some direction. Not helped by the Draka apparently not having an opinion, the Faen not having a clue (tho' did remember an old unresolved plot) and the Litorian;s plater having been absent for so long that we're considering shelving the (admittedly useful) character rather than dragging him around as an NPC.
Need to come up with a money-making scheme which doesn't involve finding and looting yet another old ruin, pr running a safe errand for the guild (I don't think we could successfully and discreetly pull off any of the dodgy missions.)
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In other news the builder started the patio work yesterday. Photos when it's finished.
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In other other news I am afflicted by a tremendous hunger. I think the weekend's activity kicked my metabolism in the throttle.
I'm also sleeping erratically, with wierd-ass dreams. Tuesday night it was about losing my job - not this one but some employment scheme I was on in the future (by implication I had lost this one). It was working in some sort of appliance store in Ashburton,
redchristoph was also there under similar circumstances. Last night it was being chased by/beating on a GE&R regular, with possibly some sort of coastal natural disaster going on in the background.
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In other other [twack] [wibble] I keep seeing the toys I want on special at really cheap prices - camera at $570 from $900, decent tablet at $3k from $5k. I really want the renovation bills / any sort of salary evaluation (unlikely but possible) / a few other little money matters sorted out so I know how much spare I have in this year's budget before the sales end.
I know it's just trying to prove to myself that I am in fact successful by some materialistic yardstick of modern society, but years of financial responsibility have to pay off sooner or later don't they? There's no point in saving for the good things in life (the ones money can buy, anyway) if you never get around to acquiring them.
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* "What are the three words guaranteed to humiliate men everywhere?
>> 'Hold my purse.'"
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Gaming on Tuesday was mostly somnolence inducing despite my best effort to form some direction. Not helped by the Draka apparently not having an opinion, the Faen not having a clue (tho' did remember an old unresolved plot) and the Litorian;s plater having been absent for so long that we're considering shelving the (admittedly useful) character rather than dragging him around as an NPC.
Need to come up with a money-making scheme which doesn't involve finding and looting yet another old ruin, pr running a safe errand for the guild (I don't think we could successfully and discreetly pull off any of the dodgy missions.)
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In other news the builder started the patio work yesterday. Photos when it's finished.
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In other other news I am afflicted by a tremendous hunger. I think the weekend's activity kicked my metabolism in the throttle.
I'm also sleeping erratically, with wierd-ass dreams. Tuesday night it was about losing my job - not this one but some employment scheme I was on in the future (by implication I had lost this one). It was working in some sort of appliance store in Ashburton,
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In other other [twack] [wibble] I keep seeing the toys I want on special at really cheap prices - camera at $570 from $900, decent tablet at $3k from $5k. I really want the renovation bills / any sort of salary evaluation (unlikely but possible) / a few other little money matters sorted out so I know how much spare I have in this year's budget before the sales end.
I know it's just trying to prove to myself that I am in fact successful by some materialistic yardstick of modern society, but years of financial responsibility have to pay off sooner or later don't they? There's no point in saving for the good things in life (the ones money can buy, anyway) if you never get around to acquiring them.
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* "What are the three words guaranteed to humiliate men everywhere?
>> 'Hold my purse.'"