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Today I walked to lectures through a blizzard. It was, however, a very short-lived blizzard; just enough to damp-ify my new fluffy hat. The hat seems to have survived quite well, though. Insert rant here about how many hats I lose and how they're quite expensive.
I also managed to drag myself into town in the slightly warmer part of the day just after lunch, and bought myself nice pate and nice bread and nice fruit (cherries and 'tropical fruit' and figs; the tropical fruit was very nice and I wish I'd paid more attention to what it actually *was*). I like food, which is something of a shame because I am still rather oversized for a Chessypig. I think I might invest in some new size 14 jeans and admit I'm just going to be roundy again. The fat might insulate me against the cold, after all, because it is Very Freezing.
Currently I'm still kind of suffering from depression; I meant to do stuff this afternoon and spodded and ate fruit instead. At least I am now snacking on fruit rather than chocolate, which seems like an improvement. Church last night mostly made me cry because I was in a 'woe, I shall never be happy again and there are lots of happy people here' kind of mood, but eventually I calmed down. Now I'm reasonably content, just prone to hermitting, which is why I'm here writing long LJ posts rather than out at Ark. (Well, that and the freezing cold, which meant that it was easier to run to Hall than to walk.)
I started working on an Ars Magica character generator, but got snarled up in the vast quantity of data entry required. Also, I swear this chair is going to kill me if I sit in my room and code too much.
The dreaded Group Project has begun; so far we have a Real Manager (Part II General, did some management courses, doesn't know the difference between Java and Javascript or that someone has to install and maintain things which are on the web instead of them magically appearing), two mathmos, two coders and a web monkey, oh and me, who has managed to get herself volunteered for 'Documenter' and 'Programming Manager', which apparently means I get to maintain the Vast UML Diagram of Doom and try and munge together the code that the others write. Why is it that I can never just let people be incompetent? In case you're interested, we're doing the Lottery Server project, which is actually a web interface for university societies to run raffles.
Went to TT on Saturday (not Friday, because watching Xena with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
beckyc and minions, which was fun). Despite the adventure being held at Grantchester Meadows, which is not the best of LARP settings due to having no sideways and hardly any cover, and all of the NPCs being pirates, except a couple of gypsies (there for koryne_is_me's backstory to come and bite her) and some Children of the Light (there in case any of the current fugitives were stupid enough to come on an adventure), it was actually quite good. This was mostly due to the excellent roleplaying of the characters and the character ref, although having a character I actually like didn't hurt. As is traditional, ran away at the end, but in such a way as to acquire more downtime plot, and it's not as if my character ever *keeps* any money anyhow. (The party apparently failed all their objectives, but my character fulfilled all of hers: used up all of her deity's patience, measured in spirit points; rescued a couple of hapless villagers (I am very happy with my 1xp background skill in Local Geography); most of the people she liked made it out alive; she made it out alive; she made a friend which she immediately (in downtime) attempted to discourage from associating with her because her life is hard; she even got a few shillings for her trouble).
Now, if only I could actually be as interested in my Ars Magica characters...
I also managed to drag myself into town in the slightly warmer part of the day just after lunch, and bought myself nice pate and nice bread and nice fruit (cherries and 'tropical fruit' and figs; the tropical fruit was very nice and I wish I'd paid more attention to what it actually *was*). I like food, which is something of a shame because I am still rather oversized for a Chessypig. I think I might invest in some new size 14 jeans and admit I'm just going to be roundy again. The fat might insulate me against the cold, after all, because it is Very Freezing.
Currently I'm still kind of suffering from depression; I meant to do stuff this afternoon and spodded and ate fruit instead. At least I am now snacking on fruit rather than chocolate, which seems like an improvement. Church last night mostly made me cry because I was in a 'woe, I shall never be happy again and there are lots of happy people here' kind of mood, but eventually I calmed down. Now I'm reasonably content, just prone to hermitting, which is why I'm here writing long LJ posts rather than out at Ark. (Well, that and the freezing cold, which meant that it was easier to run to Hall than to walk.)
I started working on an Ars Magica character generator, but got snarled up in the vast quantity of data entry required. Also, I swear this chair is going to kill me if I sit in my room and code too much.
The dreaded Group Project has begun; so far we have a Real Manager (Part II General, did some management courses, doesn't know the difference between Java and Javascript or that someone has to install and maintain things which are on the web instead of them magically appearing), two mathmos, two coders and a web monkey, oh and me, who has managed to get herself volunteered for 'Documenter' and 'Programming Manager', which apparently means I get to maintain the Vast UML Diagram of Doom and try and munge together the code that the others write. Why is it that I can never just let people be incompetent? In case you're interested, we're doing the Lottery Server project, which is actually a web interface for university societies to run raffles.
Went to TT on Saturday (not Friday, because watching Xena with
beckyc and minions, which was fun). Despite the adventure being held at Grantchester Meadows, which is not the best of LARP settings due to having no sideways and hardly any cover, and all of the NPCs being pirates, except a couple of gypsies (there for koryne_is_me's backstory to come and bite her) and some Children of the Light (there in case any of the current fugitives were stupid enough to come on an adventure), it was actually quite good. This was mostly due to the excellent roleplaying of the characters and the character ref, although having a character I actually like didn't hurt. As is traditional, ran away at the end, but in such a way as to acquire more downtime plot, and it's not as if my character ever *keeps* any money anyhow. (The party apparently failed all their objectives, but my character fulfilled all of hers: used up all of her deity's patience, measured in spirit points; rescued a couple of hapless villagers (I am very happy with my 1xp background skill in Local Geography); most of the people she liked made it out alive; she made it out alive; she made a friend which she immediately (in downtime) attempted to discourage from associating with her because her life is hard; she even got a few shillings for her trouble).Now, if only I could actually be as interested in my Ars Magica characters...
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Date: 2005-01-24 10:16 pm (UTC)From:Lizard! ^_^
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Date: 2005-01-25 11:17 am (UTC)From:*bounce* Ars Magica! I wonder if Vitriol's spells to alter the form of animals work on a shapechanger...