Last Week pt.3
Mar. 6th, 2002 11:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckIt's been very cold out. I actually noticed ice on our doorsill on the inside. We have weather-stripping, but it's apparently not all that effective (given how cold my feet have been when I'm sitting in the living room this winter, I suppose I should have guessed). I rolled up a towel and put it along the crack there in hopes of alleviating the problem a bit. I've done that in winters past, but it tends to be quite hard on the towel (Not that I should worry. We must have gotten a full dozen towels when we married on top of the ones we'd each already been given by our parents).
Scott decided to deal with his mistake in taping over that Pretender episode on Valentine's Day by finding a copy of it elsewhere. He got me a tape with episodes one and two on it. This means I have three copies of episode two, but at least I've got a copy of episode one. Episode three is now floating alone on a tape with two copies of episode two in front of it. I'm not sure how to remedy that. My sense of order means that I'm bothered by having it there in the middle of the tape.
I got an e-mail from my friend Ingrid last night saying that her lover who has been diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia has now decided that Ingrid is part of the conspiracy against her. Since they were living at Joker's place, Ingrid is now effectively homeless. She was supposed to move in another two months to spend a year doing an internship, so another lease isn't really an option. At the moment, she's sleeping on friends' couches. If she lived closer, I'd offer her our spare bedroom, but she can't commute to classes from here. It's a six hour drive.
Tuesday, we closed on the refinance for our house. It'll reduce our total payments by a bit, not as much as we'd hoped, but a bit. We had to rush a little bit to get to the title company after Scott got home, but we made it in time for our appointment. The parking structure we had to use is under construction which was a little scary. They're pulling things out and replacing them. After that, we went out to Red Lobster for dinner to celebrate. I over ate a little, but this is the first time we've done this since I started the diet in August. I don't expect we'll do it again for at least that long; it costs too much both monetarily and calorically.
My father's starting to get into doing web stuff. Exchanging e-mails with him seems a little weird. I've pointed him at my website because he'd have found it eventually and because there's nothing there that I mind him seeing. I've never put a link to any of my online diaries on site and don't intend ever to do so. I'm not entirely sure how my father will react to what I've got posted; it's mostly links to role playing related stuff, campaigns I'm in or have run, and to pages owned by my friends and acquaintances.
The Annoying One sent an answer to my response to my original message. He more or less ignored the points I was trying to make and again told me explicitly what he wants me to do next. I'd tried to tell him subtly that I don't think he and I are a good match as GM and player, but I'm not sure he picked them up. I ran both my message and his past Scott to see what he thought because the Annoying One always seems fairly plausible and makes me start wondering if I'm really doing something wrong.
Scott decided to deal with his mistake in taping over that Pretender episode on Valentine's Day by finding a copy of it elsewhere. He got me a tape with episodes one and two on it. This means I have three copies of episode two, but at least I've got a copy of episode one. Episode three is now floating alone on a tape with two copies of episode two in front of it. I'm not sure how to remedy that. My sense of order means that I'm bothered by having it there in the middle of the tape.
I got an e-mail from my friend Ingrid last night saying that her lover who has been diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia has now decided that Ingrid is part of the conspiracy against her. Since they were living at Joker's place, Ingrid is now effectively homeless. She was supposed to move in another two months to spend a year doing an internship, so another lease isn't really an option. At the moment, she's sleeping on friends' couches. If she lived closer, I'd offer her our spare bedroom, but she can't commute to classes from here. It's a six hour drive.
Tuesday, we closed on the refinance for our house. It'll reduce our total payments by a bit, not as much as we'd hoped, but a bit. We had to rush a little bit to get to the title company after Scott got home, but we made it in time for our appointment. The parking structure we had to use is under construction which was a little scary. They're pulling things out and replacing them. After that, we went out to Red Lobster for dinner to celebrate. I over ate a little, but this is the first time we've done this since I started the diet in August. I don't expect we'll do it again for at least that long; it costs too much both monetarily and calorically.
My father's starting to get into doing web stuff. Exchanging e-mails with him seems a little weird. I've pointed him at my website because he'd have found it eventually and because there's nothing there that I mind him seeing. I've never put a link to any of my online diaries on site and don't intend ever to do so. I'm not entirely sure how my father will react to what I've got posted; it's mostly links to role playing related stuff, campaigns I'm in or have run, and to pages owned by my friends and acquaintances.
The Annoying One sent an answer to my response to my original message. He more or less ignored the points I was trying to make and again told me explicitly what he wants me to do next. I'd tried to tell him subtly that I don't think he and I are a good match as GM and player, but I'm not sure he picked them up. I ran both my message and his past Scott to see what he thought because the Annoying One always seems fairly plausible and makes me start wondering if I'm really doing something wrong.
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Date: 2002-03-06 08:43 am (UTC)And if your other players like what you're doing, I'd say the Annoying One just has a different style. (He also sounds like a control freak, but that may be just me. Instead of taking it gracefully, either accepting or leaving, he's telling you what to do? 'Scuse, but I don't recall you asking him for advice....)
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Date: 2002-03-06 09:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-03-06 10:03 am (UTC)Though, on AmberMUSH, being a puppet instead of a puppeteer can make you somewhat popular.... ;)
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Date: 2002-03-06 09:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-03-06 09:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-03-06 11:05 am (UTC)Seriously, *you* are the DM, not the Annoying One. This means it is your call on what style of campaign to run. :) You are doing very well, I'm sure, so you do what is best for you and the other players. :)
Aaannnd, I'm glad you got the Pretender back. :) Joy!
All the best,
Ariana