Oops?
So... I've apparently spent approximately 24 out of the last 32 hours asleep.
In my defense, I'd probably gotten something like 10-12 hours of sleep total for all of last week, so I totally needed to play catch up on my sleep. My poor D&D group on Roll20 thought that I'd been drinking heavily by the end of our Friday night game, because my thought processing and ability to talk in more than single-syllable words had gone down so much over the course of the game. (Also, apparently I stop enunciating when my exhaustion reaches certain levels, which means multi-syllable words sound somewhat slurred as my Southern accent comes back out to play.)
I literally had to say: "No, really. I'm not drunk. I just haven't slept in... uh, what day is it? Crap. Way too long."
My notes from the game are hilarious, by the way. The first 3 hours or so are fine, really detailed, with lots of exact quotes and such. The last 2+ hours? "More bad guys. How are we not all dead? Fight, fight, more healing, fight, fuck I'm almost out of healing spells we're all going to die, still fighting, more fighting, oh thank gods she dimension doored out of here, time for bed!"
(Honestly, my random tweets during the fight are more helpful than my notes. I at least mentioned specifics there, instead of just "and then more fighting happened." For example, this didn't even make it into my notes. And it was kind of important, because it was a 7th level spell that he countered, which let us know that we were all seriously really lucky not to be dead just then.)
I'm definitely going to need to poke at some of the other players to see if any of them wrote down anything even remotely more specific. I don't do a great job of remembering details involving fighting on a good day, and with the exhaustion added in? A lot of that last big fight has blurred together into something along the lines of: "It's a really good thing my cleric loaded up on all the healing spells. Also, I'm completely out of spell slots now. Fuck. I hope there's no more fighting until we get to take a long rest."
I feel much more human now, though, thanks to the sleeping away my entire weekend. So that's definitely a good sign?
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In my defense, I'd probably gotten something like 10-12 hours of sleep total for all of last week, so I totally needed to play catch up on my sleep. My poor D&D group on Roll20 thought that I'd been drinking heavily by the end of our Friday night game, because my thought processing and ability to talk in more than single-syllable words had gone down so much over the course of the game. (Also, apparently I stop enunciating when my exhaustion reaches certain levels, which means multi-syllable words sound somewhat slurred as my Southern accent comes back out to play.)
I literally had to say: "No, really. I'm not drunk. I just haven't slept in... uh, what day is it? Crap. Way too long."
My notes from the game are hilarious, by the way. The first 3 hours or so are fine, really detailed, with lots of exact quotes and such. The last 2+ hours? "More bad guys. How are we not all dead? Fight, fight, more healing, fight, fuck I'm almost out of healing spells we're all going to die, still fighting, more fighting, oh thank gods she dimension doored out of here, time for bed!"
(Honestly, my random tweets during the fight are more helpful than my notes. I at least mentioned specifics there, instead of just "and then more fighting happened." For example, this didn't even make it into my notes. And it was kind of important, because it was a 7th level spell that he countered, which let us know that we were all seriously really lucky not to be dead just then.)
I'm definitely going to need to poke at some of the other players to see if any of them wrote down anything even remotely more specific. I don't do a great job of remembering details involving fighting on a good day, and with the exhaustion added in? A lot of that last big fight has blurred together into something along the lines of: "It's a really good thing my cleric loaded up on all the healing spells. Also, I'm completely out of spell slots now. Fuck. I hope there's no more fighting until we get to take a long rest."
I feel much more human now, though, thanks to the sleeping away my entire weekend. So that's definitely a good sign?
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