x) Still giving Lunar: Dragon Song a try.
Not impressed. For a short time there, I was getting into it and thinking, "Yay, maybe it's getting less stupid now that I'm figuring the system out a little better. Maybe I was wrong." Yeah, not so much. Was getting myself into a rhythm for killing some mini-bosses when I found myself up against the big boss. While my grinding has gotten me equiped enough to take on the minis, it obviously wasn't enough to take on the boss who not only heals himself in huge 170+ chunks, but he hits with petrification spells, sleep spells and double hit melee attacks that deal 40-50+ damage each. His critical attacks hit for a whopping 150+ damage, as well, and this is still pretty close to the start of the game! Also, who's stupid idea was it to make escaping from battle available only by blowing into the microphone. I'm taking public transit to work, and because the bus driver had the central air conditioning on, it triggers the escape option in over three-quarters of my battles, no matter where I sit on the bus. Exremely frustrating. Never before have I been so disappointed with a game purchase, especially with one from a franchise I've really enjoyed in the past.
x) Hit Outland on World of Warcraft. Haven't seen much more than Shattrath city and the Hellfire Peninsula. I have no opinions to offer about the expansion lands yet, other than to say that I love the way the sky looks with the ribbons of space gas and planets and such. Screencaps will be up on Facebook when I get the chance to sit down and sort through the ones I like best. I am loving being exalted with the Orc city of Orgrimmar, however. The riding wolves are such a joy to ride around on. I'll be trying to hit Exalted with the Taurens next so that I can get a giant rhino-like beast to ride around, and then with the Blood Elves to get their fluffy chocobos. If I can figure out how to get to the Blood Elves territory, that is.
x) Enjoying my time in a quiet house. The parents have been in High River (near Calgary) for the past few days, and today they hiked out with Mieke and sundry other family members to scatter Grey's ashes, as well as my grandfather's. It's my grandmother's request that my grandfather be scattered with Grey's. My father sent me a couple of pictures from the little ceremony they held. It's a beautiful spot on the mountainside that overlooks a more mountainous, forested area. It's very pretty, and fits the kind of outdoorsman that Grey and my grandfather were once. I got a little misty eyed looking at the pictures of their side-by-side cairns. (Actually, I'm getting more than a little misty eyed.)
x) Been having some strange dreams lately. (A nice change from nightmares, though.) Last night, I dreamed that I was back in high school, for example, only the high school looked more like my elementary school. It was raining and sleeting pretty heavily as I walked across the playground, and when I'd finally made it into the school, I was soaked to the bone. When I made my way to my home room, I kept asking myself (out loud) why I was back in high school. Apparently, it was because I never finished some project that the whole class was working on. There was a huge board outside the classroom with dozens of activities on it, most of them having little plaques hanging on hooks with names of students on them, showing that they'd been claimed already. I couldn't decide on what to do to participate, so after hemming and hawing and getting edged out by other students, I finally settled on black and white photography. I say "settled," but that's all there was left when all my other choices were taken away. Everything's half-remembered feelings and impressions after that point, so I'm certain that the dream went on for a little bit longer.
x) Spent some time tonight working on another document layout project for Chris Justice. After many months of nothing - no phone calls, emails or any contact of any kind whatsoever - he slams me with two new sheets for his plays and tells me that although things fell apart last fall, everything is just going gangbusters now. Whatever. I've stopped being excited by his enthusiastic promises of trips and grand rewards. At least when he pays me tomorrow, I'll have money to buy some things from my grocery list since my brother and his wife raided the fridge for "food I can't eat" because of my change in diet and took several items that they weren't supposed to.
x) Have I mentioned my diet change? I can't remember. Basically, I'm following a menu plan a co-worker is following. I'm not following it quite so strictly as she is (she's only allowed 800 calories a day), and she's being monitored by weekly visits to a doctor, but I'm trying hard to stick to the foods that it allows and limiting my portions little bit by little bit. I don't think I've lost all that much weight, though I haven't been following the plan for more than a month yet. I do find that since cutting out a huge portion of carb-heavy foods, I've actually had a bit more energy and certain activities aren't as taxing as they were before. I've also noticed a huge improvement in my skin. I will struggle with acne until the day I die, but the breakouts have been fewer and much less severe than they would normally be. I look forward to being a little less heavy since it'll mean mobility with less pain from my ankle. I used to love going for walks and hikes. I think that, to celebrate hitting my goal weight in that distant future, I should get myself a posse out for a few weeks in the Canadian Rockies for camping, sightseeing, horseback riding and hiking.
x) Should head to bed soon. Gotta work again tomorrow. Plus, I'm sleepy and my mind keeps trying to wander. Best thing to do, I guess. I hope that the dreams I remember in the morning are fun ones instead of bizarre ones for a change. I haven't been a super hero or a magic weilder in a while.