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Well, I woke this morning with a headache. I took some naproxen for it, but that has yet to do anything.
Then I got an email saying that the link finder who's been doing LJ won't be able to do
metanews work any longer. I really, really can't pick up LJ again, and I hate to let it go entirely because there are reliably some links there every week (more than we get from DW, anyway). I'm not at all sure what to do because our calls for volunteers tend to get a few people who then never respond to the welcome-to-metanews message (this isn't even a message in which we talk about what needs doing or how things have usually been done). We actually tried to get some folks who would specialize in particular fandoms (of their choice), but the only volunteer we got that way never responded when we emailed them.
I've talked to the other remaining link finder, and I'm going to try to put together a post calling for volunteers today. I figure the sooner we do that the better.
Scott's parents are supposed to come down this afternoon because Scott's father wants to do some yard work for us and Scott's mother is going to supervise to make sure he doesn't overdo or attempt something he really shouldn't. I'm not sure they'll come, however. We had rain last night, and the sky still looks kind of threatening in that direction. I called and talked to Scott's mother (Scott's father is out at a meeting), and she said she'd discuss it with him but that she thought they'd come down anyway.
Scott's FATE game met last night. We ended up fighting a monster when the guy we'd captured shape shifted into one. My character's magic showed her that all traces of the human person he used to be (and he was a mess, with fragments of several different people in his head) were gone, so we stopped trying to subdue him and simply killed him. Now, we have three dead bodies, one of them no longer exactly human (eight feet tall, internal organs rearranged, serious bulking up. We've been referring to him as a werewolf even though he doesn't look at all like one). Our base is in the middle of Boston, so we don't really have a good place to get rid of bodies.
Scott's father sent me some photos of the house we've rented for vacation. The purpose of doing that was to give me some idea of the layout so that I could pick a room for me and Scott with an eye toward what would be easiest on my ankle. Unfortunately, the photos are pretty useless for that. I really need a map of the layout, and the photos are aimed at making each room look attractive rather than at showing where they are in relation to each other. The web listing may have had a map, but the web listing is completely gone now. We're assuming it's because the house has been rented for the entire summer. The listing was with a reputable site, so we're not worried in that direction.
I need to spend some time today making lists of what I need to pack for the trip. We only have to worry about our own stuff this time, so that's easier. Cordelia already made her list and is quite pleased with herself over it.
Scott's pretty definitely working late tomorrow evening, and we kind of expect he'll work late tonight. I think, whether he works late or not, I'll bake some tilapia. It's cool enough that using the oven shouldn't be a problem, and even if we had something to grill, Scott's not going to want to go out in the rain to do it.
Then I got an email saying that the link finder who's been doing LJ won't be able to do
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I've talked to the other remaining link finder, and I'm going to try to put together a post calling for volunteers today. I figure the sooner we do that the better.
Scott's parents are supposed to come down this afternoon because Scott's father wants to do some yard work for us and Scott's mother is going to supervise to make sure he doesn't overdo or attempt something he really shouldn't. I'm not sure they'll come, however. We had rain last night, and the sky still looks kind of threatening in that direction. I called and talked to Scott's mother (Scott's father is out at a meeting), and she said she'd discuss it with him but that she thought they'd come down anyway.
Scott's FATE game met last night. We ended up fighting a monster when the guy we'd captured shape shifted into one. My character's magic showed her that all traces of the human person he used to be (and he was a mess, with fragments of several different people in his head) were gone, so we stopped trying to subdue him and simply killed him. Now, we have three dead bodies, one of them no longer exactly human (eight feet tall, internal organs rearranged, serious bulking up. We've been referring to him as a werewolf even though he doesn't look at all like one). Our base is in the middle of Boston, so we don't really have a good place to get rid of bodies.
Scott's father sent me some photos of the house we've rented for vacation. The purpose of doing that was to give me some idea of the layout so that I could pick a room for me and Scott with an eye toward what would be easiest on my ankle. Unfortunately, the photos are pretty useless for that. I really need a map of the layout, and the photos are aimed at making each room look attractive rather than at showing where they are in relation to each other. The web listing may have had a map, but the web listing is completely gone now. We're assuming it's because the house has been rented for the entire summer. The listing was with a reputable site, so we're not worried in that direction.
I need to spend some time today making lists of what I need to pack for the trip. We only have to worry about our own stuff this time, so that's easier. Cordelia already made her list and is quite pleased with herself over it.
Scott's pretty definitely working late tomorrow evening, and we kind of expect he'll work late tonight. I think, whether he works late or not, I'll bake some tilapia. It's cool enough that using the oven shouldn't be a problem, and even if we had something to grill, Scott's not going to want to go out in the rain to do it.