Blah Wednesday

Had really strange dreams last night involving a school bus, riding a bicycle to school/work (???), and a plate of chicken strips that were rectangular and had some honey mustard sauce on one side of the plate and a big glob of mayo on the other side of the plate.

Our gas bill is huge this month. o_o The electric bill didn't sound to skimpy either. o_o No more leaving a table lamp on as a night light. :-p

Nerves are officially frazzled today. I keep feeling like I haven't done something very important™ and then we had an sudden meeting this morning which wasn't as nerve wracking as I first feared. Unfortunately, I'm agitated as all get out. And I keep thinking that satyr_mi wanted to talk to me more last night, but I was so completely out of it. :( I miss our $7/mo gas bills. I miss when we overpayed by $250 and didn't have to pay for a year. :-p

Maybe we'll do that again. Maybe.

Graar. All sorts of jittery. Can't focus. Gonna stop now.

Jittery Nerves

I'm still all jittery. I no longer have the vaguely nauseous feeling, though, which I guess is a good thing. A lot of stuff happened at once. This is never a good thing. Especially when I can't do anything about most of it and the rest of it is probably my imagination.

Crazy stuff.

So, I have a bunch of D&D stuff partially written up, but I don't like it. It needs to be redone. It started out okay, but now it just looks way too Episode One for my taste. Thankfully, not in a Jar Jar sense. Cuz then someone would need to slap me.

Oh, and writing out stat blocks for D&D characters well and truly sucks. I mean, the amount of information you have to condense into it is just absurd. Especially for characters who should never see combat in a game anyway. I mean, really, did we need to know Elminster's stats in Forgotten Realms? Do we need even half of the NPCs they provide for Greyhawk? Other than the total fanboy spoogefest that such revelations encouraged. Shouldn't it be enough to say "if you are stupid enough to pick a fight with him/her/it, you deserve to die faster than Drew Barrymore in Scream."

Of course, there is the perverse pleasure of seeing the really twisted shit your mind can come up with and how it will play out on paper. The fact that you would never ever use this shit is beside the point.

Maybe I'll just work on some more history. And wish I could find all my old notes and maps.

That Work Thing

So, like, did lots of work. This is good. Even managed to tear myself away from CNN and LiveJournal long enough to follow up and close some stuff.

I still have 25 open cases. o_O The fuck??? Ok, mind you, several of those are because of a bug in our case system that won't let me close several of them, but still. Very annoying. And I've been productive, damnit!!! NO FAIR!!!

*throws a temper tantrum because he can*

:-p

*glances around desk*

Oh dear... I should really clean this thing up... soda bottles everywhere... papers everywhere... books everywhere... unused napkins everywhere...

*procrastinates*