So Dan and I are going to see "the Hedgehog" at the BluePearl in Langford tonight...Wet T-shirt contest, cherry pie eating contest, dirty comedy..the whole trailer park is coming out to see him :)
What are you up to tonight?
Saturday, April 30
Friday, April 29
Grouch
I'm not always the most pleasant person when I wake up in the morning. That's why I grabbed myself a new pair of pj's when I was shopping last week. Rage pink, Sesame Street, Oscar the grouch jammies...with my name stamped across the bum..."Grouch".
I have less of a problem with my grouchiness if allowed to wake up on my own time. 8 minutes (a "snooze")of quiet to think back over my dreams and appreciate the weather outside, is usually good.
I have rarely had that in the last few years. Usually my dreams start to get good at around 8:00 am...you know, the ones where I can fly or breath under water or solve the worlds problems...or, you know, the sex ones...But being woken up every morning (6:00 am!)by a hyper 3 years old has not improved my inner world one bit. There's nothing like a little knee to the kidney to put me off of negotiations with the pope and make me want to start nuclear holocaust...or at least make me really grouchy for the rest of the morning, which might continue into the afternoon depending on how my morning went. Sometimes I wish there was a large garbage can that I could hide away in.
I have less of a problem with my grouchiness if allowed to wake up on my own time. 8 minutes (a "snooze")of quiet to think back over my dreams and appreciate the weather outside, is usually good.
I have rarely had that in the last few years. Usually my dreams start to get good at around 8:00 am...you know, the ones where I can fly or breath under water or solve the worlds problems...or, you know, the sex ones...But being woken up every morning (6:00 am!)by a hyper 3 years old has not improved my inner world one bit. There's nothing like a little knee to the kidney to put me off of negotiations with the pope and make me want to start nuclear holocaust...or at least make me really grouchy for the rest of the morning, which might continue into the afternoon depending on how my morning went. Sometimes I wish there was a large garbage can that I could hide away in.
Thursday, April 28
Wednesday, April 27
Order of the Stick
I'm staring to get very frustrated with Giant in the Playground. I ordered a copy of his printed comic (Order of the Stick) back in January, hoping to have it by Valentine's Day as it was sort of implied that was when I'd get it.
Now I realize that this is his first experience with publishing.
And it's crappy that his paid helpers ripped him off instead of dealing with shipping.
But I paid him a chunk of cash almost 5 months ago...a explanation in email form would go a long way towards soothing me and the rest of the horde waiting for their books. A personal blog post is one thing, but I don't read his blog or forums. Does that make it my fault for not being in the loop? Nope. Take a little time out of your busy day, Rich, and send out a form email explaining to your customers about the 5 month delay.
There is a fine line sometimes between crazy fans and people with legitimate concerns, decide for yourself which side I fall on.
Now I realize that this is his first experience with publishing.
And it's crappy that his paid helpers ripped him off instead of dealing with shipping.
But I paid him a chunk of cash almost 5 months ago...a explanation in email form would go a long way towards soothing me and the rest of the horde waiting for their books. A personal blog post is one thing, but I don't read his blog or forums. Does that make it my fault for not being in the loop? Nope. Take a little time out of your busy day, Rich, and send out a form email explaining to your customers about the 5 month delay.
There is a fine line sometimes between crazy fans and people with legitimate concerns, decide for yourself which side I fall on.
Tuesday, April 26
TC Article "In Harm's Way"
I shed a tear this morning after reading the front article in the Living section on battered women.
This week is Prevention of Violence Against Women Week, and I think I'm going to spend (at least today) being thankful of what a great thing I have here with Dan. I've never been as bad off as the article relates, but it came uncomfortably close to true in places.
~~~
There were the times I'd been manipulated to have sex against my will.
The times when I had an escape route planned in case he came home coked up and wanting to shoot things again.
The time he put a friends' head through the wall and then hit him with a pipe. Then used me as an alibi.
The times when I would be given courage from my girlfriends, only to have it mentally and verbally beaten from me when I got home.
The times he cheated on me in my own home and then acted like it didn't matter.
The times that he borrowed money/used my bank card/pawned my stuff without asking.
The times he put holes in the walls.
The times he got off on asphyxiation and hair pulling.
The bubble of fear in my stomach whenever I walked in the door.
The taste of blood in my mouth.
The silence, the depression, the self-hate, the embarrassment.
~~~
Please read the article if you have the chance. And speak to your girlfriends and spouses, I think you'll realize that the problems are tragically more wide spreed then is apparent. Don't discount anything said, it all adds up. It all means something if it's being talked about.
And just to clarify, none of this has ever happened between Dan and I. It is a mosaic of things I have experienced with a few different men and is by no means an example of the good ones I've dated...just the worst ones. This is only a few of the examples that I can come up with from my own life. I like to think that I was smart to leave whenever I did, but it was a hard choice every time.
Every single time.
My heart goes out to those who haven't made it out yet.
~~~
I love you Dan. Thanks for being a normal, well-adjusted guy. Thanks for being boring...or at least having reasonable flaws. Thanks for loving me.
*sniff* Damn, I'm crying again :)
This week is Prevention of Violence Against Women Week, and I think I'm going to spend (at least today) being thankful of what a great thing I have here with Dan. I've never been as bad off as the article relates, but it came uncomfortably close to true in places.
~~~
There were the times I'd been manipulated to have sex against my will.
The times when I had an escape route planned in case he came home coked up and wanting to shoot things again.
The time he put a friends' head through the wall and then hit him with a pipe. Then used me as an alibi.
The times when I would be given courage from my girlfriends, only to have it mentally and verbally beaten from me when I got home.
The times he cheated on me in my own home and then acted like it didn't matter.
The times that he borrowed money/used my bank card/pawned my stuff without asking.
The times he put holes in the walls.
The times he got off on asphyxiation and hair pulling.
The bubble of fear in my stomach whenever I walked in the door.
The taste of blood in my mouth.
The silence, the depression, the self-hate, the embarrassment.
~~~
Please read the article if you have the chance. And speak to your girlfriends and spouses, I think you'll realize that the problems are tragically more wide spreed then is apparent. Don't discount anything said, it all adds up. It all means something if it's being talked about.
And just to clarify, none of this has ever happened between Dan and I. It is a mosaic of things I have experienced with a few different men and is by no means an example of the good ones I've dated...just the worst ones. This is only a few of the examples that I can come up with from my own life. I like to think that I was smart to leave whenever I did, but it was a hard choice every time.
Every single time.
My heart goes out to those who haven't made it out yet.
~~~
I love you Dan. Thanks for being a normal, well-adjusted guy. Thanks for being boring...or at least having reasonable flaws. Thanks for loving me.
*sniff* Damn, I'm crying again :)
Wednesday, April 20
Running Sore
We had a brief visit from Kenny last week. Mr. Kent just thought he'd stop by on his way back to Nova Scotia from Shanghai. It was a good visit, ate a little BBQ, talked about our kids, played some Carcasonne. Kenny and Elizabeth were people that I really would have liked to know better. It got me missing the days before many of our friends moved on...and away from Victoria...*sigh*
Anyways
Kenny looks like he's lost a Danno. I hardly recognized him when he walked through the door, he looked so good. Apparently there isn't much to do in Fredericton in December, so he took up running around the indoor track at the university.
So Kenny is my muse at the moment (don't laugh, you've all been my muses at times whether you knew it or not). Monday night I went and bought an arm band radio and ran down the Galloping Goose to the bridge and back...maybe 2 km's. I still hurt. But it felt good to get moving again. It let me release my daily frustration after the kids went to bed as well....If we don't game tonight I think I'll go again :)
Thanks Kenny!
Anyways
Kenny looks like he's lost a Danno. I hardly recognized him when he walked through the door, he looked so good. Apparently there isn't much to do in Fredericton in December, so he took up running around the indoor track at the university.
So Kenny is my muse at the moment (don't laugh, you've all been my muses at times whether you knew it or not). Monday night I went and bought an arm band radio and ran down the Galloping Goose to the bridge and back...maybe 2 km's. I still hurt. But it felt good to get moving again. It let me release my daily frustration after the kids went to bed as well....If we don't game tonight I think I'll go again :)
Thanks Kenny!
Wednesday, April 13
3 Weeks...
I've no idea where to begin...
I could cut to the chase and talk about what's been bothering me lately, but then you wouldn't get to hear about what I've been up to lately. Or I could write a long post detailing my mundane albeit eventful life over the past three weeks, but do you really want to hear about what color paint chips I decided on and why? Really?
I guess I'll give you guys a little closure on the whole flooding thing. It sucked. Badly. For about a week we had fans going 24/7 drying the place out. After it was done though, we found out that we really didn't have a lot of damage. The path that the water took through the house was the best way it could have gone, causing the least amount of damage :)
We now have professionally cleaned carpets upstairs, newly painted walls in the upstairs hall and bathroom and a portion of our laminate flooring paid for :)
The main floor of our house is a whole new area :) It was due to our already planned renos though, and not a restoration crew. I'll post pictures soon...
The kids have been behaving well through all of this if a little antsy for their old routine back. Liam has reached an age where he is testing his (and my) limits, I have to say that I can't wait for this faze to be over :( Teresa has a few words now, more notably "NO!", "done", "bye" and something that sounds like "please". She gets very excited when Dan leaves for work because she gets to say "kiss" and give everyone kisses whether they want them or not. Liam usually doesn't.
I've been combining my new obsession with Feng Shui with my need for a good spring cleaning. I think that the next free weekend we have we should throw a garage sale...Maybe someone out there will want to buy some of our clutter.
~~~
So on to the rant you've been waiting for...I'll keep it brief because as usual, Dan will get bruised feelings if I let go with both barrels here.
The death of my character upset me...a lot. It's not that I think that she should be immortal or anything, but the politic and rules around bringing her back seem to be more of a deterrent then anything else. Drop a level and loose 15200xp or 2 points in Con and between 5,000 and 10,000 gp (at least, before mark-up), not to mention any other ordeal that the party would have to go through to get it done...When I finally come back (if anyone can cast the spell without failure) I'll be spending the rest of my life boot licking because Wizzbang will insist on being recompensed (I already owe him most of my money right now for that stupid ring). And then...what's to stop it from happening again the next time we get in a big battle..."Oh look! There's a cleric standing by herself over there! Get her!" and it starts all over again :(
If it wasn't for the fact that I've played Aurora for over 2 years now and I've become attached to her (some weeks she's the only social life I have...I know how sad that is, you don't have to tell me). I'd drop her and start a new character altogether. Or just stop playing, take a break. But as Scott pointed out, that would mean an almost total party turnover again as somebody scrambles to be the cleric.
So I'm coming back, but I reserve the right to be happy about it.
I could cut to the chase and talk about what's been bothering me lately, but then you wouldn't get to hear about what I've been up to lately. Or I could write a long post detailing my mundane albeit eventful life over the past three weeks, but do you really want to hear about what color paint chips I decided on and why? Really?
I guess I'll give you guys a little closure on the whole flooding thing. It sucked. Badly. For about a week we had fans going 24/7 drying the place out. After it was done though, we found out that we really didn't have a lot of damage. The path that the water took through the house was the best way it could have gone, causing the least amount of damage :)
We now have professionally cleaned carpets upstairs, newly painted walls in the upstairs hall and bathroom and a portion of our laminate flooring paid for :)
The main floor of our house is a whole new area :) It was due to our already planned renos though, and not a restoration crew. I'll post pictures soon...
The kids have been behaving well through all of this if a little antsy for their old routine back. Liam has reached an age where he is testing his (and my) limits, I have to say that I can't wait for this faze to be over :( Teresa has a few words now, more notably "NO!", "done", "bye" and something that sounds like "please". She gets very excited when Dan leaves for work because she gets to say "kiss" and give everyone kisses whether they want them or not. Liam usually doesn't.
I've been combining my new obsession with Feng Shui with my need for a good spring cleaning. I think that the next free weekend we have we should throw a garage sale...Maybe someone out there will want to buy some of our clutter.
~~~
So on to the rant you've been waiting for...I'll keep it brief because as usual, Dan will get bruised feelings if I let go with both barrels here.
The death of my character upset me...a lot. It's not that I think that she should be immortal or anything, but the politic and rules around bringing her back seem to be more of a deterrent then anything else. Drop a level and loose 15200xp or 2 points in Con and between 5,000 and 10,000 gp (at least, before mark-up), not to mention any other ordeal that the party would have to go through to get it done...When I finally come back (if anyone can cast the spell without failure) I'll be spending the rest of my life boot licking because Wizzbang will insist on being recompensed (I already owe him most of my money right now for that stupid ring). And then...what's to stop it from happening again the next time we get in a big battle..."Oh look! There's a cleric standing by herself over there! Get her!" and it starts all over again :(
If it wasn't for the fact that I've played Aurora for over 2 years now and I've become attached to her (some weeks she's the only social life I have...I know how sad that is, you don't have to tell me). I'd drop her and start a new character altogether. Or just stop playing, take a break. But as Scott pointed out, that would mean an almost total party turnover again as somebody scrambles to be the cleric.
So I'm coming back, but I reserve the right to be happy about it.
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