Ever Shambling Onwards...

Having started at around 9am (ish) this morning, and only had a couple of breaks (not short ones, admittedly), I've just finished prepwork for Mage at Lammas Fair tomorrow. What's really annoying? It's quite likely that much of it won't ever get seen or used. But I had to do it anyway, because if I hadn't prepped it then we'd have needed every single bit.

That's how being an ST works, folks!

EDIT: The "started 9ish today" bit was for today's bunch of prepwork. It was far from the first I've done for this game...

So... an update!

Well, I'm knackered. I'm currently slumped at my desk trying to will up the energy to do some work... I'll get there soon, I'd imagine. Webstats processiong. Dull, tedious, but not exactly taxing.

But anyway - I've not been posting much recently. This has been due to the past two weekends having been taken up by my helping my mum move into her new house. It's a nice house, albeit currently full of boxes. The first time I was there my time was mainly focussed on preparing the place for stuff to be moved into by diong things like re-roofing the shed and replacing the roof over a covered area between the shed and the garage. I also ripped out cupboards and did lifting and carrying and the like. This left me feeling like indonesian fighting midgets had been having a go at my muscles and joints with sledgehammers and sandpaper. Also, I ate granary bread and so destroyed a tooth. I think I lost a filling.

I then spent the bank holiday monday crashed out, and then had two days of slow and tedious work followed by collapse at home. And being careful with food due to hole in tooth. I've contacted dentist peoples, but so far it's been to no avail.

By the second weekend (well, Thursday, Friday and Saturday really) the removal men had been and had delivered far too many heavy boxes of stuff, carefully stacking them in a way that meant that the stuff that can stay in boxes for ages was easily accessible and the stuff that needed unpacking straight away was all buried at the bottom of a stack and surrounded by at least four other stacks. So I did a lot of moving of boxes and making of shelves. But I also got my mum's TV, Video & DVD all working, so there's now stuff to do when not moving boxes or unpacking.

Got back on Saturday late afternoon, and crashed. I should have been doing mage prep., but was dead, so didn't. I then overslept on Sunday morning, but it turned out not to matter as I managed to record the radio show I planned to use in the mage game. I wasn't surprised to find that my microphone is somewhat crappy, but the scale of its crapiness was rather impressive. Still, it basically worked in the end. Radio show worked well. Also, I was surprised to find that when you lower the pitch of my voice by five semitones I sound quite a lot like Alan Moore. Who'd have thought it?

At the mage game it became apparent to me that I was too dead to be STing, really... Still, it turned out okay I think. Especially since we didn't actually decide on plot until around lunchtime. The radio show broke people though, which was good.

Today, I overslept and was a little bit late to work, but not enough for anybody to mind. But now I'm bored. I suppose I'd better process our web stats. Or I could entertain myself by lying on the floor and dropping heavy things on myself. It'd be considerably more pleasant...

Today, the office is mostly baking like a kiln and a little windswept. (Watches as an 8 page printed document is blown clear across the room and held against the side of a co-worker's monitor by the breeze alone). Okay, a lot windswept.

Well, I've not updated recently, so here goes:

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