Not looking forward to Monday morning (mostly because of "morning")
Last week was the first week of my new job. The job itself was fine: the people are nice, the work itself isn't the most exciting but not too boring (as I expected), and of course I'm still learning. (On Friday I had nothing to do the whole day because I finished all tasks early and had to wait for feedback, so for a while I felt like a bad employee before I reminded myself that it wasn't my "fault" I had nothing to do.)
But not only in the evenings, but also this weekend I had barely any energy left. I'm SO GLAD I don't live on my own. If left to my own devices I probably would have spent the entire weekend binge-watching Critical Role episodes (currently watching #66), but as it is on Saturday I at least met with my dad and LB for lunch and went for a walk, and I ate and had lunch with and started re-watching NiF with DD today. I'm convinced that it'll get better eventually though, hopefully soon. I knew there would be an adjustment period. Concentrating during eight hours of work and even waking up in the mornings actually went better than I feared, so that's good.
Last D&D session:
- I was possessed by a sword three times
- we found out that the "gods" are not actually gods but some kind of extradimensional parasites that set themselves up as such to gain power, so we pledged to help the Lady Rose kill them all
- there is a traitor on Heironeous' side who thinks the best way to help the Lady Rose defeat Heironeous and the other gods is to kill hundreds of thousands of people to turn the Lady Rose into a god herself (my cat thinks this is a great idea)
- one of our party members set off on his own and the rest of us had to scramble to find an in-game reason to go after him
- we realized how hard it will be for our group to appear in public anywhere: not only are four of us living statues that look like the Principles of one of the highest gods and currently being hunted by that god, but we are accompanied by, among other things, a large undead cat, an almost human-sized beetle, and a human-sized ankylosaurus (that for some reason we had always pictured as a lizard until it was clarified today)
- my cat killed a bunny just because she could and it turned out it was a familiar. Our druid then reincarnated the familiar and it turned into a wolverine. Oops.
Crossposted from Dreamwidth.
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But not only in the evenings, but also this weekend I had barely any energy left. I'm SO GLAD I don't live on my own. If left to my own devices I probably would have spent the entire weekend binge-watching Critical Role episodes (currently watching #66), but as it is on Saturday I at least met with my dad and LB for lunch and went for a walk, and I ate and had lunch with and started re-watching NiF with DD today. I'm convinced that it'll get better eventually though, hopefully soon. I knew there would be an adjustment period. Concentrating during eight hours of work and even waking up in the mornings actually went better than I feared, so that's good.
Last D&D session:
- I was possessed by a sword three times
- we found out that the "gods" are not actually gods but some kind of extradimensional parasites that set themselves up as such to gain power, so we pledged to help the Lady Rose kill them all
- there is a traitor on Heironeous' side who thinks the best way to help the Lady Rose defeat Heironeous and the other gods is to kill hundreds of thousands of people to turn the Lady Rose into a god herself (my cat thinks this is a great idea)
- one of our party members set off on his own and the rest of us had to scramble to find an in-game reason to go after him
- we realized how hard it will be for our group to appear in public anywhere: not only are four of us living statues that look like the Principles of one of the highest gods and currently being hunted by that god, but we are accompanied by, among other things, a large undead cat, an almost human-sized beetle, and a human-sized ankylosaurus (that for some reason we had always pictured as a lizard until it was clarified today)
- my cat killed a bunny just because she could and it turned out it was a familiar. Our druid then reincarnated the familiar and it turned into a wolverine. Oops.
Crossposted from Dreamwidth.
comments there.