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beansideAnd somehow, we're already back to Sunday. I really don't feel like working today. I'm tired and a little achy and generally blah. I'll perk up after another cup of coffee, but I'm pretty sure I still won't feel like doing anything. I will, because I have to adult for my 8.5 hours, but I'm going to be watching podcasts the whole time.
Didn't do a whole lot over the weekend. We have a dumpster, so Jess has been cleaning like a mad thing, but most of the places they're cleaning are too small/cluttered for two people. Also, I start wheezing when I get around too much dust, and our hours is a dust palace. It's what happens when three clinically depressed people with varying levels of disability live together. It's not pretty.
We have so much shit to do. Once this is done, we've got to get the service in to clean the basement before the Gas & Electric will come in and restore our gas, and the clock is ticking. We're trying to get things cleaned up a little more before we call them, but we also don't want to get into wintertime and all be freezing for another year. No one wants to do that again.
I mostly avoided the 20 year anniversary of 2011, except when I went out to Taco Bell to pick up lunch. So much performative patriotism, good god. Considering the current state of our country, it just made me profoundly uncomfortable. Because I feel like the same dude driving down Harford road in a jacked up truck with a HUGE American flag blaring "God Bless the USA" at top volume is probably the one and same person who refuses to get vaccinated or wear a mask. And that just made me profoundly tired. And pissed. But that's kind of been my default status for the last 19 months...no probably for the last seven years.
I still remember the day well, being at work and frantic to check on Jess and my family. I was working at a pediatrician's office, and our late appointments decided that they'd come in after all, so I was stuck until 6pm. By the time I got home, I was ready to just wrap myself around Jess and not let go. It profoundly sucked, and it just got worse as the patriot act got pushed through, we opened Guantanamo and started wars in two nations, killing a frankly staggering number of civilians in the process. We committed innumerable war crimes in the name of weapons of mass destruction.
Twenty years later, I barely recognize the country I grew up in, and all I really want is to run away to somewhere sane.
Okay, enough with the doom and gloom. Yesterday was also Monster of the Week!
Our chaos gremlins headed back to Faerie to free the human slaves! First they had to bargain with the Summer Queen, who no longer owed them a boon. Instead, she proposed them being her Knights in the mundane world. They got immortality, unless killed, and an extra health point. Downside, she'll send them on jobs to deal with Fey who are endangering the secrets of Faerie.
They snuck across the forest of Night into the winterlands, dealing handily with some hags on the way, and got to the first village. Luck, the humans were working in the fields, harvesting vegetables with a single centaur overseer. Our apprentice spell slinger decided to go old west and jumped on the back of the centaur like she was the Lone fucking Ranger, and put a gun to the base of his head and blow it out. I told her she'd need to roll an advanced success (12 or more on two six sided dice(plus her bonuses) Our divine helped out, giving her an extra bonus, and damned if she didn't roll that 12. One of the rescued humans said that her sister was serving in the Winter Court, and would they help get her out? The party agreed.
The humans were gathered up and armed with cold iron daggers. The next village had two overseers, who posed little threat. In the last village, the lone human was chained in the town square with the local cop tugging on her chain and generally being a dick. Regular elves milled about, going on with their elfy business. The party jumped on the cop in broad daylight, but convinced the elves that he was a traitor to the summer queen. This after burning their cell phones in their hands. (Which was a compromise from burning the elves themselves.)
Eventually, the party made it to the court, sneaking in via a passageway that led into the dungeons. They released all the prisoners and in the ensuing chaos, found the humans and gathered them up. Only problem was that the exit from the court was by the Winter Queen's throne. They had the option of stealth, which would require that three out of the five roll an advanced success, or a big magic for invisibility, which would require three tens. They went with this, and thus snuck out of the fey court. At the last moment, the queen turned to watch them go, and promised that she would remember this slight. They emerged into the real world, and figured out the logistics of having 15 new people, some over 700 years old, to deal with.
We ended there, with a new enemy who now knows their faces, and a little less mortality than they started with.
Okay, now I need to find something for lunch, as I didn't get this done in the morning.
Have a good Sunday everyone!
Didn't do a whole lot over the weekend. We have a dumpster, so Jess has been cleaning like a mad thing, but most of the places they're cleaning are too small/cluttered for two people. Also, I start wheezing when I get around too much dust, and our hours is a dust palace. It's what happens when three clinically depressed people with varying levels of disability live together. It's not pretty.
We have so much shit to do. Once this is done, we've got to get the service in to clean the basement before the Gas & Electric will come in and restore our gas, and the clock is ticking. We're trying to get things cleaned up a little more before we call them, but we also don't want to get into wintertime and all be freezing for another year. No one wants to do that again.
I mostly avoided the 20 year anniversary of 2011, except when I went out to Taco Bell to pick up lunch. So much performative patriotism, good god. Considering the current state of our country, it just made me profoundly uncomfortable. Because I feel like the same dude driving down Harford road in a jacked up truck with a HUGE American flag blaring "God Bless the USA" at top volume is probably the one and same person who refuses to get vaccinated or wear a mask. And that just made me profoundly tired. And pissed. But that's kind of been my default status for the last 19 months...no probably for the last seven years.
I still remember the day well, being at work and frantic to check on Jess and my family. I was working at a pediatrician's office, and our late appointments decided that they'd come in after all, so I was stuck until 6pm. By the time I got home, I was ready to just wrap myself around Jess and not let go. It profoundly sucked, and it just got worse as the patriot act got pushed through, we opened Guantanamo and started wars in two nations, killing a frankly staggering number of civilians in the process. We committed innumerable war crimes in the name of weapons of mass destruction.
Twenty years later, I barely recognize the country I grew up in, and all I really want is to run away to somewhere sane.
Okay, enough with the doom and gloom. Yesterday was also Monster of the Week!
Our chaos gremlins headed back to Faerie to free the human slaves! First they had to bargain with the Summer Queen, who no longer owed them a boon. Instead, she proposed them being her Knights in the mundane world. They got immortality, unless killed, and an extra health point. Downside, she'll send them on jobs to deal with Fey who are endangering the secrets of Faerie.
They snuck across the forest of Night into the winterlands, dealing handily with some hags on the way, and got to the first village. Luck, the humans were working in the fields, harvesting vegetables with a single centaur overseer. Our apprentice spell slinger decided to go old west and jumped on the back of the centaur like she was the Lone fucking Ranger, and put a gun to the base of his head and blow it out. I told her she'd need to roll an advanced success (12 or more on two six sided dice(plus her bonuses) Our divine helped out, giving her an extra bonus, and damned if she didn't roll that 12. One of the rescued humans said that her sister was serving in the Winter Court, and would they help get her out? The party agreed.
The humans were gathered up and armed with cold iron daggers. The next village had two overseers, who posed little threat. In the last village, the lone human was chained in the town square with the local cop tugging on her chain and generally being a dick. Regular elves milled about, going on with their elfy business. The party jumped on the cop in broad daylight, but convinced the elves that he was a traitor to the summer queen. This after burning their cell phones in their hands. (Which was a compromise from burning the elves themselves.)
Eventually, the party made it to the court, sneaking in via a passageway that led into the dungeons. They released all the prisoners and in the ensuing chaos, found the humans and gathered them up. Only problem was that the exit from the court was by the Winter Queen's throne. They had the option of stealth, which would require that three out of the five roll an advanced success, or a big magic for invisibility, which would require three tens. They went with this, and thus snuck out of the fey court. At the last moment, the queen turned to watch them go, and promised that she would remember this slight. They emerged into the real world, and figured out the logistics of having 15 new people, some over 700 years old, to deal with.
We ended there, with a new enemy who now knows their faces, and a little less mortality than they started with.
Okay, now I need to find something for lunch, as I didn't get this done in the morning.
Have a good Sunday everyone!
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