Ten Seconds to Midnight

Frustration

Being a continual NPC, I am starting to lose options. I am particularly fed up this weekend as not only would it have been an opportunity to play, had I the money, but two characters that I would have liked to play have been taken. One, has been nabbed by a player. Yes, I could do my own one and it might be different, but the fact is, I had the same idea at roughly the same time, and now I can't do it. Secondly, I've been set as a character that I was more keen on playing in the future. The most annoying thing about this is that it's one of those characters that the players will utterly misinterpret and probably just kill. 'The only good slaver is a dead slaver'.

EDIT: One day later. Now I'm really fucking annoyed by the whole thing.

A Window somewhere

My horrendous nightmares are back - Dream 2 as a pose to Dream 1. I've taught myself to force myself awake when they happen, never quite convinced if it's me or the house that's making the noise. Scary

Hard, too.

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Reasons That Need Cleaning

You sigh at world.

You are terribly dissappointed with world

Food

My mother said recently, and rather curiously to me 'Don't you eat anything when I'm not in?'. Last weekend, sitting at the computer with a packet of borrowed noodles, I listened to stories of duck pancakes and lamb roast. And drooled. When JP comes down the food gets eeked out for three days afterwards

The university mailed a week ago or so to apologise that they don't have any room for teaching this year. That goes for all of us, so I'm not alone. Generously, they allowed us to us their notepaper to send begging letters to the rest of the world. This means I am now eligible to sign on, which just seems like the ultimate sign that all my work and training is indeed worthless.

Written work goes on. I'm dissappointed with Greenwood - at the moment my writing style is a horrid reflection of myself. Tight, detailed but formless, constantly self-aware it isn't quite good enough.

Zomg Beewbs!

So, back to the grind, both in game and out. We drove and drove and drove and drove on Sunday, and finally got back to Brighton in a state of some collapse at 3.30am. Recovering is taking some time! However, both the L&U and Greenwood are up and running again - beginning to think Greenwood is a bit of a bete noir but there you go.

There is no teaching available for next year.

This was announced on a day where everyone had some sort of ghastly occurence - arguments, dogs on sofas, brothers, forgotten birthdays, broken down cars or general post event malaise. So not good news, but then none of had any on that day so it was...well ... par for the course. trudging through an entire weeks' worth of vacancies turned up a sum total of 0 also. Zomg...

Centres

Last Christmas I was given a voucher for a thai foot massage. A proper, poke you with a stick and it will sort of hurt but also just be a lot of pressure in one area and therefore actually quite nice as the energy centres are all activated massage. Anyway, I am now totally addicted to these, having had a grand total of two but craving more.

I cannot express how much better my feet feel after this massage, and the fact that both times, the consultant has identified something wrong. correctly The first time it was lungs, and this time, as she pressed the 'feminine' side of my foot, she said 'Hmm...well this is where the emotions are'. Well so. Half an hour later and the lump still hadn't come out, but my feet, and I, felt a lot better.

More...

"All good"

Why does my heart?

Moby, play.

Candidacy

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