Morning feels extra early today. I really don't feel like putting pants on and going into the office. I'm sure 3/4 of my team will call out. I'm supposed to have inbox in the morning, and then work in another department for the afternoon, but I'm kind of assuming that M is going to be out, and I'll be doing delivery updates. My coworker J is off for the next 10 days, so that'll be a bit boring and lonely for me. Maybe I'll move a row and be closer to my actual team. Probably not, though.
Mostly, though, my day will be a scramble to stay busy. I don't know what the supervision situation will be, but presumably there will be someone keeping an eye on us. We shall see.
Tonight, the temperature is going to plummet, down from the 40's to 10 degrees F. It's going to suck, and I will be keeping up on my ibuprofen. I've got a doctor's appointment at 11 with my new primary care doctor, and then a game at 7. A few days ago, there was a tweet from Roll20, promoting some of their holiday titles. One called "How the Lich Stole Christmas" stood out. I bought it and will run it on Friday. Which definitely means some prep work tomorrow.
Then Saturday, it's off to the Whole Foods to pick up our dinner. Normally we do Cracker Barrel, but I was too late ordering, and they were out of prime rib. So, instead we're getting it from Whole Foods for double the price. I'm not sorry that I won't have to go to Pennsylvania in holiday traffic on Saturday, I will admit.
There's a funny thing about playing and DMing D&D. It's fun, and awesome, but you're getting into stressful situations or creating stressful situations for people, and your adrenaline reacts accordingly. We had![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
poisontaster's MotW game last night, and she is kind of turning the screws. Our group is transporting a dragon egg and what feels like a dozen groups are after us (including an alternate universe version of my character). I'm playing Kitty, who is slightly unhinged due to her deep spiritual connection with Cthulhu. She's paranoid, violent and has no impulse control. And after last night, at least one of the factions after us will probably be gunning for her. Turn one gun into molten slag in someone's hands and people get cranky about it. It totally worked out. The head dude going into shock from the third degree burns will not really deescalate a situation, but it will temporarily forestall it.
Okay, i suppose I should go get myself together. Have a lovely Thursday everyone!
Mostly, though, my day will be a scramble to stay busy. I don't know what the supervision situation will be, but presumably there will be someone keeping an eye on us. We shall see.
Tonight, the temperature is going to plummet, down from the 40's to 10 degrees F. It's going to suck, and I will be keeping up on my ibuprofen. I've got a doctor's appointment at 11 with my new primary care doctor, and then a game at 7. A few days ago, there was a tweet from Roll20, promoting some of their holiday titles. One called "How the Lich Stole Christmas" stood out. I bought it and will run it on Friday. Which definitely means some prep work tomorrow.
Then Saturday, it's off to the Whole Foods to pick up our dinner. Normally we do Cracker Barrel, but I was too late ordering, and they were out of prime rib. So, instead we're getting it from Whole Foods for double the price. I'm not sorry that I won't have to go to Pennsylvania in holiday traffic on Saturday, I will admit.
There's a funny thing about playing and DMing D&D. It's fun, and awesome, but you're getting into stressful situations or creating stressful situations for people, and your adrenaline reacts accordingly. We had
poisontaster's MotW game last night, and she is kind of turning the screws. Our group is transporting a dragon egg and what feels like a dozen groups are after us (including an alternate universe version of my character). I'm playing Kitty, who is slightly unhinged due to her deep spiritual connection with Cthulhu. She's paranoid, violent and has no impulse control. And after last night, at least one of the factions after us will probably be gunning for her. Turn one gun into molten slag in someone's hands and people get cranky about it. It totally worked out. The head dude going into shock from the third degree burns will not really deescalate a situation, but it will temporarily forestall it. Okay, i suppose I should go get myself together. Have a lovely Thursday everyone!
