A repost of a web-diary that predated the term blog - as previous hosting is disappearing it can now go here.
24 October 1998 - 29 July 1999 originally published on geocties.
August 1999 - 2012 originally published on ihug.
Disclaimer
Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.
This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.
Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.
Friday, 25 January 2019
Ramblings for an oversugared Friday
Yesterday I had a pretty chill day. In the evening I had my only remaining roleplaying game. It is once a fortnight. Back in 2012-2013ish, I had four or five games a week going. Most weeks I spent more evenings at Carla and Ian's house than I spent in my flat. But then they popped a sprog and life caused them to cut back and slowly I got phased out more and more. I would like to say it is because they are spending all those nights entertaining their spawn. But hearing other people talk about gaming with them has made me realise I have just been replaced. It is probably because I making judgy facial expressions about their parenting. For someone who has no experience in the field and knows nothing about looking after children, I am very judgmental about the way people parent.
But I have wandered from my point. Last night I have game, and I think I spoiled it for everyone. One of the guys is not great at using his character to its potential and I end up trying to backseat drive his turn and also said something he took a little out of context to take more personally than expected. It seems he has now, after messaging me in the dawn hours to call out my meanness, pulled out of the game. If this ends the game I will have SO many roleplaying supplies and nothing to do with them.
It might force me to GM for OURS (the otago uni roleplaying society) randoms again. I am not a huge fan of GMing, and am against strangers in general.
I sat down with something I was meaning to blog about, and I am pretty certain it is not something I have mentioned. Ah well, I am rewatching The Lobster, so that is probably melting my brain too much for the whole recollection thing.
Or something...
Excuses. I make lame ones.
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