Bent but not broken...
God Afternoon,
Despite the ominous sounding title, which I can assure you that it relates to the content, it doesn't mean what you think it could mean. After that awkward sentence, about anything I write will sound that much better.
First the events of the last little bit.
Stark has beaten me to level 50. He sucks.
I have a new duvet cover so I can get rid of the one that I grabbed when my Ex-Wife left me. The one that I had was a patchwork cover that was made from scraps of our (mostly her) garb. It has pretty much every colour in it without regard for matching or at least putting them in a pleasing manner. I am a guy, I don't particularly care what I sleep under, except that I won't sleep under anything baby blue, or barbie pink, so I didn't mind. But out with the old and in with the new. Now my bed set is completely red, I also found out that I have a down duvet and a poly fill duvet in my cover. Cool. I don't really need both, so I am considering taking out the polyfill one.
The Ex wanted it, I was gong to bring it to tavern. She was going to tavern. I am only going to hold on to it for so long. She wants to trade it for a Rug we got in Turkey. She was making noises of getting rid of that rug, if she did that is fine with me. I am not really all that attached to it. If she ended up selling it, so be it. I will get rid of the duvet, she got away from getting and giving for too long. I have something she wants, and she has something I am passively interested in. I won't lose anything if I don't posse either.
Hopefully her new man is as... giving as I am. If he won't put up with the controlling shit that I did, then I am not optimistic about the length of the relationship. That woman needs a particular type of man for her. Maybe I am the closest thing she will have gotten to it.
Why does that sound like I am trying to convince myself of something?
I had a ergonomics training session today and what they told was interesting. I had my chair adjusted right, all through a little low, but my computer setup was dismal. My monitors were a little high, about half a foot. Will this stick? I don't know, I was bent in all sorts of ways, and maybe I am not broken. I am going to need to change up the way I am using my computer at home. I am going to need a clamp so that I can get my chair up to where I need it to be. I will probably replace it in a few years, but it has to hold at this point.
Tavern was fun, but a little dull. I think the high point, besides seeing my SO, was conversing with my brother. He is getting back into city of heroes which is wonderful. I will have more playmates for my characters. I need to get my lower level characters up a little higher. I enjoy playing all the different archetypes.
There was no gaming on monday, but I sent my teaser out for a Star Wars campaign. I will probably vent a lot on here.
I am almost done Gemma's Waffenrock. I just need to do the trim on it.
So Yea... life is beautiful.
Wayne
Despite the ominous sounding title, which I can assure you that it relates to the content, it doesn't mean what you think it could mean. After that awkward sentence, about anything I write will sound that much better.
First the events of the last little bit.
Stark has beaten me to level 50. He sucks.
I have a new duvet cover so I can get rid of the one that I grabbed when my Ex-Wife left me. The one that I had was a patchwork cover that was made from scraps of our (mostly her) garb. It has pretty much every colour in it without regard for matching or at least putting them in a pleasing manner. I am a guy, I don't particularly care what I sleep under, except that I won't sleep under anything baby blue, or barbie pink, so I didn't mind. But out with the old and in with the new. Now my bed set is completely red, I also found out that I have a down duvet and a poly fill duvet in my cover. Cool. I don't really need both, so I am considering taking out the polyfill one.
The Ex wanted it, I was gong to bring it to tavern. She was going to tavern. I am only going to hold on to it for so long. She wants to trade it for a Rug we got in Turkey. She was making noises of getting rid of that rug, if she did that is fine with me. I am not really all that attached to it. If she ended up selling it, so be it. I will get rid of the duvet, she got away from getting and giving for too long. I have something she wants, and she has something I am passively interested in. I won't lose anything if I don't posse either.
Hopefully her new man is as... giving as I am. If he won't put up with the controlling shit that I did, then I am not optimistic about the length of the relationship. That woman needs a particular type of man for her. Maybe I am the closest thing she will have gotten to it.
Why does that sound like I am trying to convince myself of something?
I had a ergonomics training session today and what they told was interesting. I had my chair adjusted right, all through a little low, but my computer setup was dismal. My monitors were a little high, about half a foot. Will this stick? I don't know, I was bent in all sorts of ways, and maybe I am not broken. I am going to need to change up the way I am using my computer at home. I am going to need a clamp so that I can get my chair up to where I need it to be. I will probably replace it in a few years, but it has to hold at this point.
Tavern was fun, but a little dull. I think the high point, besides seeing my SO, was conversing with my brother. He is getting back into city of heroes which is wonderful. I will have more playmates for my characters. I need to get my lower level characters up a little higher. I enjoy playing all the different archetypes.
There was no gaming on monday, but I sent my teaser out for a Star Wars campaign. I will probably vent a lot on here.
I am almost done Gemma's Waffenrock. I just need to do the trim on it.
So Yea... life is beautiful.
Wayne