Wednesday, June 27, 2007


Today was a fun day of work. I got to work with Zac all day, which was fun. Zac is a very positive person, and he likes to talk and laugh a lot. Laughs a whole lot. We get along great. He came over at lunchtime today (since Beth wasn't here and we didn't watch Saiyuki) and we ate donuts and played SkipBo. Dawnee totally owned us both. (For those of you who aren't gamers, "owned" means "beat very badly.")

Rye and I are leaving tomorrow morning to go to Anchorage and get my wisdom teeth pulled. I look forward to it because they've been bothering me more and more over the last week or so. Maybe it's because I've been thinking about them more or something?

CompUSA still hasn't written me back about the computer. Jerks.

My fingernail finally fell off from where I smashed it in the drawer about three months ago.

I talked to Rye a few days ago about Nides. When I rode with him to park the van, I asked him how I could get Nides to listen to me and mentioned that it really bothers me. Rye said that I probably couldn't get Nides to listen, but that he had the same problem getting people to listen to him when he was first made head housekeeper. Makes sense. He was like 25 at the time, I believe--pretty young for a boss. It's hard taking orders from someone younger than you. I can understand why Nides wouldn't want to listen to me because I'm younger and because I goof off a lot... but it's still irritating. Anyway, Rye didn't have any helpful advice, but he said he would start trying to mix groups up a little more so I don't have to work with Nides as often. I haven't been in a group with Nides since then. Pretty cool.

I was up till 2:30 this morning making a D&D campaign. Unfortunately, Zac couldn't come today and Steven had to leave an hour after we started, so we didn't get done even half of what I had planned, even though I skipped a few battles. But whatever. Now I'm a little ahead and won't have to plan for Sunday's campaign. Or Wednesday's, if I'm not up to DMing Sunday, which I may not be. I guess we'll see. I'm really proud of it, though. The whole first floor of this tower is a puzzle, and there are puzzles inside of puzzles inside of puzzles, and a few traps thrown in just for kicks. Unfortunately, I can't brag about just how clever I am until they're finished with this floor of the dungeon, which will be a good two or three weeks, I'm betting. Pity, because I'm really proud of it. I've never created puzzles, really... but I've read enough of the right kind of books, apparently. Strut strut.

So yeah. That's about all, I guess. Toodles. Don't expect an update for a while--I'm leaving tomorrow, getting my teeth pulled Friday, and going to be drugged up for who knows how long after that. With my luck, they'll have to break my jaw in three places to get the teeth out. Oooo... ow.

Vanya sulie, melloneamin.

Saturday, June 23, 2007

No stories. Just an update.

I'm sure you all hate me now for hardly updating ever, but we'll all get over it.

My D&D campaign has started. DMing is a lot harder and significantly more time-consuming than I thought it would be. I'm supposed to have the next part of my campaign ready by tomorrow (we play twice a week), but I haven't gotten much farther than deciding that the inn is called the Stone Monkey, and the innkeeper isn't all there. What does that have to do with the main plot? I don't know yet. It's HARD, okay?

My computer finally came. It's still giving me the same problem I originally took it to CompUSA for to begin with. But you know what? By this point, I'm okay with that. I just want to play my video game, which I've been doing a lot of.

I get my wisdom teeth taken out Friday. Rye enjoys telling me horror stories and then acting like it's "not so bad." I think he plans on babying me for a good month afterwards. Not that I'll complain, but I wonder if he's overprotective of me sometimes.

I bought myself a new toy yesterday. It's a Leatherman Charge, made of titanium. I've wanted a real Leatherman since I was about thirteen years old, so I finally broke down and got it. It's the most wonderful thing ever! It's even got a tiny screwdriver for glasses on there--just about the smartest idea anyone ever had. So I'm absolutely ecstatic, and I keep taking it out of the case to just hold it for a while.

My roommate is definitely the best roommate I've ever had, and that's saying something, because I've been through about twenty roommates. We get along about like sisters, so we fight some too. Yesterday, though, we watched the first few episodes of Full-Metal Alchemist, and afterwards were both acting--as Mom would say--"silly to the max." I mean, seriously, a guy sicks a chimera on this kid, right? And the chimera gets his teeth into the kid's arm and his claws into the kid's leg, and the kid was fine. So the guy says "What? Nobody could have survived an attack like that! Unless... *gasp* Your limbs! They're fake!!!" It was the funniest thing EVER, and we both about died laughing! The whole series, they jump to conclusions like that. I'll spare you more details now, but... anyway, yeah. Good series, though. I like it so far.

And now my attention span is disappearing and I need to go work more on my campaign. Vanya sulie, melloneamin.

Friday, June 15, 2007

Stories... stories... stories...

Remember how I said this blog was supposed to be less introspective and more story-based? Well, it doesn't seem to be working. Nah, phooey. That's okay! I will try harder!

Okay... stories... stories... stories...

Crappit. I don't have any stories. Why do I not have any stories? I should have a lot of stories. I collect stories. That's what I do...

Okay. Well, my computer has, theoretically, been shipped yesterday or, hopefully, the day before. Which means it should get here sometime next week. The question is, will it be in one piece when it gets here? Let's see if CompUSA has learned how to ship a computer yet.

I went to the dentist yesterday. After taking some X-rays which made me laugh because the machines made funny noises, he confirmed that my wisdom are indeed growing in horizontally and that I need them taken out soon or I'll lose my back teeth as well. Of course, my mouth is so small and my teeth are so large that I probably wouldn't miss them terribly once I got used to them being gone. So I get my wisdom teeth taken out in two weeks, assuming Rye agrees to take me to Anchorage. Oh yeah, and after that, I need to get two fillings because I don't floss well enough, apparently. That and I haven't been to a dentist in three years.

Steven wants me to DM a game of Dungeons & Dragons for him. I told him I would if he could get a group together. ...The group consists of Zac, Steven, and Rye. DMing for Zac and Steven is one thing... but DMing for Rye is going to be just weird. For one thing, he's older and much more sure of himself than I am. To be honest, he intimidates me a little. For another thing... he's my boss! And it's weird having ultimate power over someone who has ultimate power over you. Know what I mean? Sure you do. Good job.

Anyway. So now I need to come up with a campaign fast. Blarg!

I've started teaching Dawnee how to do the Rubik's cube. She's doing well, but she's having more trouble with the first side than I've ever seen a student of mine have. But she's getting there. In fact, she's about ready for me to teach her the next few moves.

Oooo, here's a story! Dawnee and I were hiking the other day, and as we came back, we were talking, and suddenly Dawnee grabbed my arm and squeezed it really tight and said "Keep walking. There's a moose over there." I looked to my other side, and sure enough, there was a moose curled up on the ground about ten feet away from me. Fortunately, it didn't seem to be as startled as we were, and it lethargically watched us pass. As Dawnee pointed out, we were lucky it was relaxed.

Another day, we were hiking up a mountain practically wading through Devil's Club, which is kind of like the Alaska version of thistle, except it has bigger thorns that get under your skin and stay there and hurt like nothing else! I got swatted in the head with it twice because one sprung up from where we stepped on it or swung back from where we moved it out of the way. Poor Dawnee got a crotchful of it when I stepped off one. I got some thorns stuck in my pinky and couldn't get my ring off for two days. We had a lot of fun, though--we were going up a slope that was almost straight up. If either of us slipped, we would have been in big trouble. Good incentive not to slip, I guess.

Anyway, as we got back into town after our four-hour hike straight up, I stopped as a realization hit me. Dawnee stopped too and asked what was wrong. Wordlessly, I pulled off my backpack and took out a rock about six inches by four inches. We had stuck it into the backpack at the very beginning of our hike to knock spare branches off a potential walking stick and never ended up using it. I carried that thing all the way to the top of the mountain and back, and boy, did I feel stupid. "Shut up," I said. "I was just taking it around, showing it the sites and stuff. It was bored, sitting there on the ground in one spot forever."

Beth loaned me the Saiyuki manga. I've never read a manga before--it's an interesting experience. It's a lot like the show, but... well, it's in a book. The pictures throw me off, because they're black and white and busy and take more looking at than I'm used to when I read. But I enjoy it anyway.

That's all for now. Vanya sulie, melloneamin!