*kicks self* Be social, you!
Okay, finally going to kick myself into gear and write a new entry here. I've been trying for days to type up something worth reading, and I've decided to just say "to Hell with it" and write whatever.
I had the weirdest dream last night. Started in Seeker Mart (as most of my memorable dreams do), but it moved to some weird cityscape that was a cross between Charleston and some futuristic city. There were a lot of overpasses. I left Seeker Mart and got on the interstate, then went to a suburb, where I was rooming in the same apartment complex with two other girls, a guy, and a dog. The guy had an afro, but other than that I don't really recall their appearances. It turned out that the girls and I were part of a project that had something to do with magic and technology, and we were being put through a training program by Hunter Gathers (of Venture Brothers). The other dude in the apartment complex was just collateral damage.
Something goes wrong with the program, however, and Gathers and three other agents are given guns that are labeled to tell them their targets. The other three had pink, red, and blue guns with writing I couldn't identify, but the dream zoomed in on Gathers' green gun, which read "Girls." He calls us in, and is about to shoot us, but has a change of heart and throws the gun away. The rest of the dream was just the four of us trying to escape the government assassins that blew up the apartment building when Gathers went rogue. All-in-all? Awesome dream.
This Wednesday I turn 21. I'm hoping nobody tries to drag me off to drink. I wouldn't mind so much if I actually liked alcohol, and if I hadn't just started on an antidepressant last Thursday. Five days in, and no side effects. Hopefully this coupled with the weekly counseling will actually help, unlike the last two years of just weekly counseling during the year. I'm not sure if I've got any entries dealing with the depression thing, because I tend to just kind of curl up in a little ball and try to make the world go away when it gets really bad. When it's not bad, I still feel pretty down. I can recall maybe a few days of really good mood in the past year or so. I was hesitant to try medications before, but I'm tired of feeling horrible, so I'm willing to try this.
But, yeah, I'll officially be a full adult on the 17th. Woo. Maybe I'll reward myself and open that second Optimus, or dig into my self-bought Christmas Presents (I have a Drift and a Conehead!Thrust, as well as a Galvatron that I found shelf-warming in a Rite-Aid when I went to pick up my prescription, all unopened because I need to have a reason to motivate myself sometimes).
The boyfriend ran a D&D session on Saturday. The party consisted of my female (but not visibly so) Dwarf Artificer, a Human Ranger, and a human Bard. In reality, it was more like Shopkeeper, Drunk, and Thief, though. I'm hoping our Bard gets into the game. She's a new player, so she's still learning the ropes, but she seems to be having fun. Bard's a tough class to play, even for experienced players. I've only ever been in a group with one person who did a good Bard before, and that's because he wanted his Bards to be utterly horrible people. The characters hated this guy's last Bard, but the players had to stop periodically to have gigglefits. His speeches (he took Perform: Oratory as opposed to musical Perform skills) were awesome. I know our new player won't be anything like our last Bard, but I'm hoping she can own the character enough that she doesn't feel awkward playing her.
For my part, I'm hoping I don't mess up Artificer too badly. My dwarf's a smith, specializing in arms and armour, but I'm having issues trying to figure out what kinds of magical items to carry around (if any). Also, the fact that I don't have a physical copy of the book that has the lists of infusions is kind of hindering me, magic-wise. I'm not really sure that carrying around anything magic is a good idea, either, considering that the Witch Hunters are combing the city after the explosion of the Academy. I need to consult the DM on this, so I don't end up flailing around. I'm doing enough flailing already, what with the fact that I'm apparently the Face of the party this go around, as opposed to being the strong, silent type like I usually am. It amuses me that I got weird looks when I said I was playing a female character. My male characters are infinitely more lovable than the female ones, usually, so I hope this one won't be instantly hated, even if she is a dwarf, and therefore a little rough around the edges.
I had the weirdest dream last night. Started in Seeker Mart (as most of my memorable dreams do), but it moved to some weird cityscape that was a cross between Charleston and some futuristic city. There were a lot of overpasses. I left Seeker Mart and got on the interstate, then went to a suburb, where I was rooming in the same apartment complex with two other girls, a guy, and a dog. The guy had an afro, but other than that I don't really recall their appearances. It turned out that the girls and I were part of a project that had something to do with magic and technology, and we were being put through a training program by Hunter Gathers (of Venture Brothers). The other dude in the apartment complex was just collateral damage.
Something goes wrong with the program, however, and Gathers and three other agents are given guns that are labeled to tell them their targets. The other three had pink, red, and blue guns with writing I couldn't identify, but the dream zoomed in on Gathers' green gun, which read "Girls." He calls us in, and is about to shoot us, but has a change of heart and throws the gun away. The rest of the dream was just the four of us trying to escape the government assassins that blew up the apartment building when Gathers went rogue. All-in-all? Awesome dream.
This Wednesday I turn 21. I'm hoping nobody tries to drag me off to drink. I wouldn't mind so much if I actually liked alcohol, and if I hadn't just started on an antidepressant last Thursday. Five days in, and no side effects. Hopefully this coupled with the weekly counseling will actually help, unlike the last two years of just weekly counseling during the year. I'm not sure if I've got any entries dealing with the depression thing, because I tend to just kind of curl up in a little ball and try to make the world go away when it gets really bad. When it's not bad, I still feel pretty down. I can recall maybe a few days of really good mood in the past year or so. I was hesitant to try medications before, but I'm tired of feeling horrible, so I'm willing to try this.
But, yeah, I'll officially be a full adult on the 17th. Woo. Maybe I'll reward myself and open that second Optimus, or dig into my self-bought Christmas Presents (I have a Drift and a Conehead!Thrust, as well as a Galvatron that I found shelf-warming in a Rite-Aid when I went to pick up my prescription, all unopened because I need to have a reason to motivate myself sometimes).
The boyfriend ran a D&D session on Saturday. The party consisted of my female (but not visibly so) Dwarf Artificer, a Human Ranger, and a human Bard. In reality, it was more like Shopkeeper, Drunk, and Thief, though. I'm hoping our Bard gets into the game. She's a new player, so she's still learning the ropes, but she seems to be having fun. Bard's a tough class to play, even for experienced players. I've only ever been in a group with one person who did a good Bard before, and that's because he wanted his Bards to be utterly horrible people. The characters hated this guy's last Bard, but the players had to stop periodically to have gigglefits. His speeches (he took Perform: Oratory as opposed to musical Perform skills) were awesome. I know our new player won't be anything like our last Bard, but I'm hoping she can own the character enough that she doesn't feel awkward playing her.
For my part, I'm hoping I don't mess up Artificer too badly. My dwarf's a smith, specializing in arms and armour, but I'm having issues trying to figure out what kinds of magical items to carry around (if any). Also, the fact that I don't have a physical copy of the book that has the lists of infusions is kind of hindering me, magic-wise. I'm not really sure that carrying around anything magic is a good idea, either, considering that the Witch Hunters are combing the city after the explosion of the Academy. I need to consult the DM on this, so I don't end up flailing around. I'm doing enough flailing already, what with the fact that I'm apparently the Face of the party this go around, as opposed to being the strong, silent type like I usually am. It amuses me that I got weird looks when I said I was playing a female character. My male characters are infinitely more lovable than the female ones, usually, so I hope this one won't be instantly hated, even if she is a dwarf, and therefore a little rough around the edges.