Updating at a library again.

Not a whole lot to comment on. This weekend has been up and down with much sleeping in and tons of work on the Mage game. Okay, the week involved that as well. Sorry that and I didn’t make the LC. We were hot tubbing and having burgers and shrimp grilled for us in a backyard that has to be worth as much as the house it’s attached to.

Anyway, posting will probably be sparse until I get finished moving to Ann Arbor (or to Shelby Township if Comcast gets an attack of stupid). I’m definitely up for snail mail letters and replying to them (you know who you are), even if they’re written on paper with the heading of Notes. Hee hee!

I find myself in a fairly scattered and completely intolerant of perceived drama mood. Hrm. Interesting.

Talk to everybody soon.

Horoscope

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): “Dear Mr. Brezsny: Your horoscopes are useless. Most of them are full of philosophical crap that has nothing to do with my daily life. Enough with the metaphors already! Just tell me if there’s love or money or trouble in my future — stuff that normal horoscopes say! -Testy Taurus.”

Dear Testy: I predict that in the coming week, you and your fellow Bulls will have close encounters with the kind of experience you just directed at me. In other words, people will try to get you to be something other than what you are. Do not, under any circumstances, cave into them.

Steps toward moving.

I went apartment shopping with , , , , and yesterday. Ann Arbor is starting to grow on me. suggested that a topical cream might help that.

Not only was there apartment shopping, but there was G4 Cube shopping goodness, Pizza House goodness, and Indian food goodness (I can’t remember the name of the restaurant). Oh, and cracked me the fuck up. I should really stock up on down pillows. MU HA HA!

Today, I need to do some online apartment searching, balance my checkbook, and do laundry. I might even send out my credit card bill, as well.

Dream, the third of The Endless, you are in charge of the Dreaming, all imagination and creativity, everyone knows your beautiful realm, but none truly understand it. You are dark and%2
Dream, the third of The Endless, you are in charge
of the Dreaming, all imagination and
creativity, everyone knows your beautiful
realm, but none truly understand it. You are
dark and brooding, creative, and spend a lot of
time by yourself, just thinking. You are almost
as serious as Destiny, but not quite. Everyone
is enchanted by you, but you keep them all at a
distance, even when you shouldn’t.

Which Endless are you?
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Yoinked from and .

Well, well.

This weekend, I had to power cycle my router for the first time since I bought it. It’s been, like, five or six months at least.

I ran some errands, and now I’m trying to decide if I should go to A2 today. I’m wondering if there’s a lot I can get done if I show up around 4. Must call . I was going to call her over iChat AV, but she’s not on. *SHRUG* Ah, well.

A lot of thoughts about temp jobs and ways to get short-term money are careening through my head. All of them will be unnecessary if I can start at Comcast at the beginning of this month.

Damn you and your pr0n, . My brain is broken.

So, it’s been a few days…

This weekend has been entirely amazing. And it’s been RETARDED amounts of gaming. Camarilla LARP on Friday night. Saturday afternoon, a tabletop Exalted game. Saturday evening, the last segment of the Mage LARP at Fortress, and the Mage game that I ran today. In chronological order, it went intense blast, cultural dislocation, creepy and distrubing mindfuck, and ended up with a satisfying confusion when it comes to the Technocracy.

just got back into town, so I’m going to head over there and hug the hell out of her.

OH! Early this week, I would like to plan a trip to A2 to maybe hang with and other sundry A2 people that might be interested in helping me find a near-future place to live.

I really need to make the transition into Chapter 5 smooth, without being contrived.

Hives have broken out under my left eye. Apparently I’m stressed, and hadn’t noticed. Heh.

Oh, and iChat AV f’ing rules.