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Monday, 26 June 2023

The power of whinging

By complaining about having not seen friends I manifested Simon suggesting dinner out.  So I got to see him, Joe and Firmin.  Firmin sneakily paid for everyone as it is sort of near his birthday and getting closer to his birthday would make it obviously a dinner for a reason.  He’s tricksy.  He also got to show off that he is the most beloved of all cats.

Friday had some roleplaying.

Saturday had too much family.  And too much indigestion and reflux.  The amount of acid I have after meals with my family may indicate there is a stress factor involved, and that I am broken people.

Sunday, Witchlight featured roleplaying doing amateur theatre within d&d.  Which was a touch meta.  But got us 7th level.

Today I had a GP appointment.  It was long, my GP is good but does not manage to do things within the set appointment times.  And my scripts were expensive but needed now and not next week when they start being full funded by the government…..

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