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I feel like I'm going to commercial break during a marathon of some television series, only I'm writing it instead of watching it. I've been using the break to furiously finish Clash because it's over in four days now. I've got that much time to write the last 10,000 words or so, and I will be done, and hopefully I can use the momentum I've already started to grind them out faster than necessary so that I can do this English paper that we convinced the prof not to make us turn in the Friday before the break. Despite being kind of bored a lonely during the break, it's turning out to be a great time to write with few distractions, so yay for that. I'll show you all that I can do this thing.
In other news, the Norse campaign of D&D I've been planning for literally years has been officially kicked off, and I'm really looking forward to presiding over this. I've gathered a great group of players, and to break away from the mold of the usual DM-party dynamics, I've introduced a set of enemy players into the fold, who will be opposed to the party for as long as they so deem, at least while the party is up-and-coming, and maybe later, when there's more freedom and variability in party size, they'll shift over and become main characters, too. I don't know yet, and that's the glory of the campaign. The flip side of that glory is that I have to have pretty much everything in the campaign set up before the party gets the freedom of range they'll have in a few sessions, because they'll be the ones who decide where they go and what they do, and I'll be responsible for having it ready for them. On a slightly unrelated note, I have three females participating in this campaign. This is monumental, in my mind, as a milestone in D&D history, at least in Auburn.
My last post mentioned me being a zmobie...which, for reiteration, is like a zombie, but misspelled. Basically, I had spent the entire previous night in minerology lab, and I was really, really tired. Allow me to go back a little ways, and mention that after a heavy period of mourning and moping and being depressed, I was managing to do that bounce-back thing I do, and even putting myself out there as rather overtly flirtatious towards a girl who I'd been slightly infatuated with early in the year but obviously never thought would go anywhere at the time since I was in a relationship then. I managed to help convince her to come to the Table some more, a bit after I was all depressed, and the more I talked to her, both at the Table and online, the more things I found out that we had in common or that I like about her...and apparently she likes many of the same things about me. I was told by different people that while I was being all obviously interested, she was completely aware of this, and most likely reciprocated. So, while I was all zmobie, not thinking straight, not thinking about the consequences of how I'd feel if she said no, I wrote this poem that basically suggested that I really liked her, and the first letters of each line spelled out "Will you go out with me?" which it pointed out within the poem, too. It wasn't much as far as organization, mostly just paired doggerel with semi-consistent rhythm, but I was zmobie at the time and unable to craft fine pieces of literary art. Anyway, I slipped the poem in after my artwork in my sketchbook, and when I saw her that day, I let her see the book and my art, knowing she'd read the poem after it all, and she did, and I could tell by the adorable blushing and smiling and cute hiding-face motions she tried to do that she accepted...and just to be sure we wrote back and forth on a pizza box to confirm and emote, without having the conversation out loud which would be difficult and embarrassing at the Table for one, and was impossible for me to provide the necessary emotion as I was zmobie at the time.
So that's been going very well...we've been on a few dates, mostly going for walks or having dinner-and-a-movie nights, but it's the intent that counts, I feel, and I think she's happy with me so far. I'm pretty happy with her, as anyone who's seen me recently can likely attest to. I think we're very compatible, in addition to having many common interests...and apparently her family approved of me rather immediately, as would explain her mother answering one of my calls to play a prank on me. I only worry that she's got a pretty busy Thanksgiving already and now she's going to be barraged with questions about me, but I think she's enjoying the break overall, and so I'm happy.
I really like the Pandora radio website thingy. I've got a They Might Be Giants channel that I really like, and I listen to it entirely too much, maybe. Talking Heads, Beck, Barenaked Ladies, Cake, Flight of the Conchords, Ben Folds, Weezer, The Presidents of the United States of America, REM, a few other bands, pretty good stuff overall. Feel-good music for the soul.
I'm going to go back to doing other things, now...either playing in World of Kung Fu, a new MMO I found that's kind of pretty and so far not sucky...or SPORE, which finally started working on my computer, or *sigh* writing some more...
Th-b-de-the-bide-be-tha-d-th-be-duh-t-that's all, folks.
In other news, the Norse campaign of D&D I've been planning for literally years has been officially kicked off, and I'm really looking forward to presiding over this. I've gathered a great group of players, and to break away from the mold of the usual DM-party dynamics, I've introduced a set of enemy players into the fold, who will be opposed to the party for as long as they so deem, at least while the party is up-and-coming, and maybe later, when there's more freedom and variability in party size, they'll shift over and become main characters, too. I don't know yet, and that's the glory of the campaign. The flip side of that glory is that I have to have pretty much everything in the campaign set up before the party gets the freedom of range they'll have in a few sessions, because they'll be the ones who decide where they go and what they do, and I'll be responsible for having it ready for them. On a slightly unrelated note, I have three females participating in this campaign. This is monumental, in my mind, as a milestone in D&D history, at least in Auburn.
My last post mentioned me being a zmobie...which, for reiteration, is like a zombie, but misspelled. Basically, I had spent the entire previous night in minerology lab, and I was really, really tired. Allow me to go back a little ways, and mention that after a heavy period of mourning and moping and being depressed, I was managing to do that bounce-back thing I do, and even putting myself out there as rather overtly flirtatious towards a girl who I'd been slightly infatuated with early in the year but obviously never thought would go anywhere at the time since I was in a relationship then. I managed to help convince her to come to the Table some more, a bit after I was all depressed, and the more I talked to her, both at the Table and online, the more things I found out that we had in common or that I like about her...and apparently she likes many of the same things about me. I was told by different people that while I was being all obviously interested, she was completely aware of this, and most likely reciprocated. So, while I was all zmobie, not thinking straight, not thinking about the consequences of how I'd feel if she said no, I wrote this poem that basically suggested that I really liked her, and the first letters of each line spelled out "Will you go out with me?" which it pointed out within the poem, too. It wasn't much as far as organization, mostly just paired doggerel with semi-consistent rhythm, but I was zmobie at the time and unable to craft fine pieces of literary art. Anyway, I slipped the poem in after my artwork in my sketchbook, and when I saw her that day, I let her see the book and my art, knowing she'd read the poem after it all, and she did, and I could tell by the adorable blushing and smiling and cute hiding-face motions she tried to do that she accepted...and just to be sure we wrote back and forth on a pizza box to confirm and emote, without having the conversation out loud which would be difficult and embarrassing at the Table for one, and was impossible for me to provide the necessary emotion as I was zmobie at the time.
So that's been going very well...we've been on a few dates, mostly going for walks or having dinner-and-a-movie nights, but it's the intent that counts, I feel, and I think she's happy with me so far. I'm pretty happy with her, as anyone who's seen me recently can likely attest to. I think we're very compatible, in addition to having many common interests...and apparently her family approved of me rather immediately, as would explain her mother answering one of my calls to play a prank on me. I only worry that she's got a pretty busy Thanksgiving already and now she's going to be barraged with questions about me, but I think she's enjoying the break overall, and so I'm happy.
I really like the Pandora radio website thingy. I've got a They Might Be Giants channel that I really like, and I listen to it entirely too much, maybe. Talking Heads, Beck, Barenaked Ladies, Cake, Flight of the Conchords, Ben Folds, Weezer, The Presidents of the United States of America, REM, a few other bands, pretty good stuff overall. Feel-good music for the soul.
I'm going to go back to doing other things, now...either playing in World of Kung Fu, a new MMO I found that's kind of pretty and so far not sucky...or SPORE, which finally started working on my computer, or *sigh* writing some more...
Th-b-de-the-bide-be-tha-d-th-be-duh-t-that's all, folks.