I Don't Live Here So Much As Nest
I have lived in this apartment for six months. It took me about two months to get the majority of my stuff unpacked and put away, rather than just living out a box pile in the middle of my bedroom. Another two months after that to get hold of enough shelf space that I could put all my books away. Today, I invited my mother and her hammer over for a hanging things party, and finally got my Giant Stack of Art onto my walls instead of in a pile on my armchair.
I think we can safely say that any attempts to domesticate me have not been particularly successful.
(except for my kitchen. That is both well-organized and consistently clean, even if I do have a large crop of bags of trail mix and dried fruit sprouting on my counter)
Also unrelated, but, Arkham Horror may just be the most complicated board game I have ever played. Not sure if any board game really needs a 25-page rule book and 10 sets of action/object/monsters-eat-your-brain cards (along with five or six kinds of tokens and 10 dice). My RPG group did a special session for Halloween, and I ended up not getting home until almost 1 am - and the first hour of that was just us fumbling around trying to figure out stats and combat mechanics. Totally worth it though. We managed to work together pretty well - W and his Sword of Glory swooped around clearing all the monsters off the board, while A and I evaded our asses off so we could collect tokens and make it through the portals. And I loved my character, the crotchety old history professor with the mutton chops and the giant axe, running around town fighting off cultists and saving the world with all the magic spells and mysterious artifacts he's picked up on his research. After they defeat Azathoth, he is going to write a paper about all of it. I'm sure Miskatonic U has a journal just for that sort of thing.
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I think we can safely say that any attempts to domesticate me have not been particularly successful.
(except for my kitchen. That is both well-organized and consistently clean, even if I do have a large crop of bags of trail mix and dried fruit sprouting on my counter)
Also unrelated, but, Arkham Horror may just be the most complicated board game I have ever played. Not sure if any board game really needs a 25-page rule book and 10 sets of action/object/monsters-eat-your-brain cards (along with five or six kinds of tokens and 10 dice). My RPG group did a special session for Halloween, and I ended up not getting home until almost 1 am - and the first hour of that was just us fumbling around trying to figure out stats and combat mechanics. Totally worth it though. We managed to work together pretty well - W and his Sword of Glory swooped around clearing all the monsters off the board, while A and I evaded our asses off so we could collect tokens and make it through the portals. And I loved my character, the crotchety old history professor with the mutton chops and the giant axe, running around town fighting off cultists and saving the world with all the magic spells and mysterious artifacts he's picked up on his research. After they defeat Azathoth, he is going to write a paper about all of it. I'm sure Miskatonic U has a journal just for that sort of thing.
This entry was originally posted at http://masterofmidgets.dreamwidth.org/277470.html. You can also comment there using OpenID.