oceantheorem: (knit just one more row)
2009-08-14 04:59 pm

Brief summary of the last month; more obligatory Claire pics


 I just realized I haven't even really posted text in a while.  Man, I'm such a blog slacker.

The last few weekends have been so much fun.  Three weeks ago Jim and I went to a beer festival with two of our good friends.  Jim doesn't drink, but the rest of us sampled all sorts of different beers from microbreweries all over Michigan.  The best one I tasted was actually from a brewery about two miles from where Jim's parents live, so we've resolved to go back there so I can buy a warehouse full of their beer.  Jim drove us all to our weekly Friday night tabletop gaming group after the beer festival, which was quite amusing.  The group is up to about 10 people now, which is absurd for a tabletop adventuring group, but somehow it is usually still fun.

The following weekend the same friend who hosts the tabletop game threw a huge party for his Warcraft guild.  They are on the same server Jim and I play on, and we knew a bunch of the members (including one of the people who went to the beer festival with us, and who only comes to this part of the state on rare occasions), so we were invited as well.  It took up most of a Saturday night and lasted well into the small hours of Sunday morning and was just a fantastic get together.  I got to meet a couple of really awesome new people, too.  Afterwards I moved one of my characters into their guild so I could hang out with them online.

Last weekend we finally started back up with another tabletop gaming session that had been suspended for most of the summer while one of our group members bought a house and moved.  We finally met up in his basement, along with two new people, and even though we ended up spending literally half the time we were there helping the new guys create characters, we had a really fun evening.  The four of us who were playing ended up killing off a really scary level 6 bear of some sort, but Jim (who is the dungeon master) had rolled a 100 on his percentile dice (he rolls them to see how awful our random encounter is going to be, and 100 is the worst possible) decided that our victory over it had been too easy and that with a 100 we probably should have died.  So he sent a level 11 elite dire bear after us.  We were level 3 and 4.

We killed it.

It was pretty much the best D&D moment ever.

This week I decided I needed to make some knitting friends, so I used the location search on Ravelry to find a group in this area.  I finally found one that had active threads in their forum, so I introduced myself.  They get together on Wednesday nights about three miles from my apartment, so Wednesday I headed over there and met up with 3 of them.  We sat outside (it was a beeeeaaauuuutiful evening) and knitted for about 3 hours.  I was by far the youngest, but they were very nice women and it was fun to be able to talk knitting.  Also, they told me about the Michigan Fiber Festival, which is this weekend on the other side of the state, and when I expressed interest, one of them offered me a ride!!  So I am meeting her at her house tomorrow morning at 6 am and we're going to drive across the state so I can fondle pretty pretty yarns.

Also this week, Jim and I decided we needed a break from Warcraft, so we're going Tuesday to Tuesday without logging in at all.  The funny thing is, what I miss is not playing my max-level characters.  What I really want to do is log in and level some of my level 20-something characters on different servers.  I think the time for an extended break from Warcraft is imminent, though.  Just not really enjoying the experience anymore.

Also also this week, my boss told me I can start working full time.  He got me a new computer, so I don't have to shuffle around where I'm working depending on what day it is, what time of day it is, and who else is in the office (Thursdays were the worst; I had to use 3 different computers on Thursdays based on who was in the office and what times they worked).  So I now have a Real Job(tm).  Still poor though!  Cross your fingers he gives me a raise to go with the new full-time status.

Lastly, one of my friends from the tabletop gaming groups decided he wants a Dr. Who scarf.  It is a foot-wide, 14-foot-long monstrosity in 8 colors.  I originally estimated it would take me 12 weeks to knit it.  But I am getting paid!  Also it is taking a fraction of the time I predicted.  I'm a quarter through after only about 2.5 weeks of knitting (which I guess means it will still take 10 weeks, but hey, 5/6 is still a fraction.......).
I would post current pictures of my progress, but apparently Jim has my camera at his parents' house, where he is documenting the process of putting a new engine in his car (the old one blew up last week)(no one was hurt).

Aaaaand I post more pictures. )


Also, I'm pretty sure this entry in itself proves that I never was, nor ever will be, cool.  
tabletop games + Warcraft + knitting + crazy cat lady = completely uncool
Maybe the bit about the beer festival helped?
oceantheorem: (Cassie)
2009-03-05 02:38 pm
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stuff

Last night I had a dream. I don't really remember it, but I know there were ferrets in it. There were two ferrets, and they were trying to bite my hands, and I was screaming and asking, "Why??!! Why???!!!" until someone finally said, "Oh, they're looking for the bats." And then I replied, "Ooooh, the BATS, why didn't you just say so," and ran around a corner in whatever weird house I was in, unlatched something, and two bats tumbled out of the ceiling. The ferrets went nuts. I believe the bats perished.

So anyway. Life is moving along in the manner that it tends to do. I have a part time job as a medical editor for an online pathology textbook. Mostly I'm sort of a glorified secretary, but it's a good start and I like the company. I've been slacking about finding a second job to add to the mix, though. I need to get back on that....

The D&D campaign is... interesting. I'm playing an evil character, which I suck at. I have no idea how to be tricksy and secretive and tell lies, so in some ways it's very very frustrating. I do like my character, and I think it would be a lot of fun to write a novel from her point of view, but it's difficult to roleplay her in a live setting where I have to think on my feet. I have a very hard time putting myself in her shoes and figuring out how she'd react to any given situation.
Are there any good novels written from the point of view of the evil characters? I'd be interested in reading something like that.

My mom called the other day to talk to me about my dachshund, Cassie. We got her when I was 9. She was the most adorable little creature, and she was "mine," although Cassie never really managed to belong to anyone. She loved food more than anything else. And once she started to reach adulthood she wasn't so cute anymore; she has dachshund pattern baldness and is missing most of the hair on her ears and tail, which makes her look rather ratlike. Plus her nose is deformed. She's a weird-looking creature... but she was mine. In the last couple of years she's gone deaf, plus Buddy died, so she's been alone for the first time ever, and she'll be 15 this year. Mom said Cassie has stopped eating and appears to be in pain. Apparently she's "going downhill fast," so they have taken her to the vet and gotten her some pain medication and are trying to make her comfortable, but... she's not long for this world.
I want to go home to see her but I can't.

Also I still miss my cat.
I had a dream about a week ago that my parents lived a mile away from me and chastised me for never coming over to see my cat.

Jim and I have been casually discussing marriage, as something that will happen in the distant future, when we are financially stable and whatnot (and when we've been together more than 4 months...). We make (actually, mostly it's just me) lots of little comments about it. Last night I said something about Jim being "definitely husband material" juuuust before our raid started in Warcraft, and he replied, "Oh, remind me after the raid; I wanted to talk to you about that." Of course I immediately assumed that I was in trouble and that all my little comments have been freaking him out, or pressuring him, or he's changed his mind and hates me, or has randomly decided that marriage is a terrible idea, or, or, or... etc.

Turns out he wanted to know what style of engagement rings I like. So we spent an hour looking at rings on the internet in the small hours of this morning after the raid.


I like this one:
oceantheorem: (cat toilet)
2009-02-15 01:38 am
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(no subject)

I made it to Michigan, as most of you have probably already learned/guessed. It's a strange thing to have moved... east... to the cold barren wasteland of Michigan... but I'm no long in a long-distance relationship, and that's TOTALLY awesome. Living with Jim is very very easy.

I had an interview on Thursday but won't hear back about it until week after next. If anything exciting happens I'll definitely update here... but otherwise still no job.

Jim is going to start a D&D campaign with our mutual friends up here, so it turns out I got here just in time to make a character and jump in. Our first adventure is tomorrow and I'm really excited. I learned a few things from the six or eight weeks playing in Utah, so hopefully I've given my character a slightly stronger start for this campaign.
Jim also has a group of friends that decided to start up a campaign D&D-like game called Earthdawn, so at the last second we flipped through the handbook and created characters (mine is a 17" tall creature with wings, whose basic class description can be simplified to "warrior". I cannot WAIT to roleplay a 17" tall warrior) and went to the first adventure last night. There are NINE people in the party, which is just freaking absurd, but the people are all awesome, and the DM seems like a good DM so far. I laughed so hard the whole evening. They seem like my kind of people.

So at least up here it seems like there is a pretty decent social network, which is nice.

Not much else is new. I'm really, really, really, really, really sick of moving. I hate having things in boxes, scattered across different states. I hate not knowing how long I'm going to be in a place. I hate not knowing the streets. Hopefully I can be here for a while.

I miss Claire.
oceantheorem: (dreams made flesh)
2008-12-05 05:06 am
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bad and good

It's been a long week. I've worked at the ridiculous bookstore twice, and had a really annoying interview with a human resources company (oh lucky me, I will be allowed to be part of a stuffing assembly line for four days after christmas). Wednesday morning I DESPERATELY needed coffee, so of course after purchasing said coffee at 6:45 am, I took a corner too fast and spilled it all over my feet under the gas pedal. LOVELY. I went back to the gas station and the lady behind the counter gave me a refill for free after I told her I'd spilled the first one, which was super awesome and very friendly of her. But still. It was not a good way to start out the day.

On the bright side... the car has smelled vaguely like cat pee for two months, and now it smells like gas station coffee. Which is, you know, one step up. Maybe I should buy some really expensive kona coffee and spill THAT in there.

ANYWAY.

There is a new boy in my life. I feel some guilt about this (quite a lot, in fact). It is, however, largely overshadowed by my absurd happiness. I had forgotten what it was like to be happy. It's... fantastic.

In other other news... I finally got my healer druid to 80. It was painful. I miss my hunter and will be leveling her as quickly as possible once my hatred of all things warcrafty wears off (I leveled the druid way too quickly and under too much pressure. the whole game annoys me right now). But in the meantime, I can at least get back into raiding with the druid.

Also, I started playing D&D with my cousin and some of her friends. Only two of us have ever played before (my cousin and the DM), but none of us has ever played 4th edition. And the DM has never DMed. So far we are all learning the basics of how the game works, but I think we will get better quickly. I've purchased dice and a D&D player's handbook (OMG I'm a real nerd now!) and am LOVING finally being able to play. There were guys who played when I was in high school, but they never let me join them, and I've been dying to get into a group ever since.

ANYway. aNYway. anyWAY... Sorry. High school inside joke.

I need a real job. And to move to California. And then life will be absolutely perfect.