I seem to have a very busy weekend coming up. natural20 is going to be here again, and he wants (very reasonably) to see Indiana Jones. I've checked the times at the Cineworld, and they're a bit limited. You can only see it every half hour all day from 10:30 am til 11:30 at night (9:30 on Sunday but he'll be in Dublin again by then). So we'd better plan carefully :)

Anyone who wants to come along, make some suggestions as to what time you'd prefer. I think the evening is going to be taken up with one party or another (It is Eurovision after all; even if you don't plan it, it becomes a party once you start drinking just so you can stand to watch). Also, Oda if you can give us some more specific times for invite to flat, that would be awesome. Scheduling! My boyfriend is far too popular.

Hah, take that creeping entropy! I cleaned up my flat this weekend, to the point where I might let people into it. How unusual. I've even gotten rid of the excess TV & Monitor, and the box of books from the charity auction. Go me!

Am flagging a little on WoW now though, because, without the social aspect, there's nothing much new to the game until you reach level 60. Struggling to make it through level 39 because at 40 I'll get a mount, and will be able to indulge my time-wasting wandering ways more effectively. And it turns out I'm not the only long-distance girlfriend playing as a way of being "close" (guffaw) to their significant other.

Naw, I don't really mean the guffaw. I spend a couple of hours at a time talking to natural20 just about every day, while we both play. Yeah, most of it is some variation on "So dear, how was your d- God damn it! Stupid MOBs*! Sorry, what was I saying?". As always, very much looking forward to his visit next weekend. Nice to re-affirm that we're not really that couple who sit around and play computer games all the time, uttering a few words now and again.

(*Monsters to the rest of us, apparently stands for Monster of Battle)

I've noticed something recently, and it does worry me. I used to be a bright happy chirpy person who saw wonderous things everywhere I looked, and took joy in almost everything. I had a deep and abiding sense of, I suppose one might call it God, in the hearts and minds of the people around me. Somewhere along the way I lost that. now I'm grumpy and disconencted and very few things bring me proper joy. Instead, a lot of things piss me off all the time.

Is this part of growing up? I just have so many worries, about money, career, what I've achieved and what I want to do in the future, how many times I've failed, the judgement of others, all sorts, and somehow, Rainbows, supersoakers and cartoons don't seem to be something I give a damn about anymore. I don't watch Star Trek anymore either, and I bet if I did I'd scoff at them for being so optimistic.

This isn't a crisis, you understand, just a worry. I liked the person I used to be. I miss it sometimes. I want it back.

I hate being a grown up.

Should probably have mentioned to someone in Edinburgh that I'm gonna be away this weekend (and next weekend for that matter). This weekend its visiting my Mommy in Bath, next weekend its rather predictably a Dublin excursion. So if you don't see me, its not because I've died of heat exhaustion playing WoW.

Did my first zerging as the zerger rather than the zergee yesterday - helped a level 22 paladin with a billion evil rogues (I'm level 32, see?). 'Twas cool, because I wasn't so ridiculously higher level that he was useless, but we didn't really have to worry about nothin' getting us.

Also, in super big oh-my-god-I-didn't-think-it-would-ever-happen news, I've finally got rid of the huge TV blocking up my kitchen. Shock!! maybe I'll start cooking again.

Mmm, good day today I think. I finally met Digby's little baby Samuel (Sam, not Sammy), who is just lovely. Still so very young, at that stage where his brain is just a kind of disorganised muddle of neurons but every single thing experienced brings about another connection. Learning to see, that must be quite an experience. And of course, like all babies he has a vice-like grip when he gets hold of your finger. Elaine is doing well, Digby is doing well, they're all very organised about everything - though they kind of have to be, now that Elaine is nearly blind, but also Digby's one of those people who is naturally very organised.

And of course I'm being accused of being broody, but lets just make one thing clear: I decided I wanted to have children one day when I was about 11, and nothing's changed. My brother was such an awesome baby (born when I was 10), who wouldn't want one if they could turn out like that? I've watched him grow up, and its the most amazing experience I can imagine in my life. This lanky 19-year-old, girlfriend and university, graphic design aspirations, in a band, all fashion and uintelligent conversation, was once a little tiny baby who grinned charmingly at strangers, made me dance with him in my arms for all of Can't You Hear Me Knocking by the Stones, and named the salt and pepper shakers Mifty and Tonkay when he was about 4. And I can still see that little kid in my brother's eyes when he laughs. That's a miracle of truly epic proportions.

So yeah, babies are awesome. So sue me.

Yay! natural20 shall be here this weekend, for those who are interested. I believe we'll be taking the long, long walk to the Auld Hoose for the birthday drinkies event tonight. Also considering the Graphic Novel exhibit thing, since we're both likely to be interested.

Interestingly, I'm not really a buyer of graphic novels, though I'll read other people's. Mostly I just want to know how they're doing and what the current public perception is, as I do with a lot of other things, like for instance gaming. I'm a meta-geek?

Sorry I keep not posting all the time. You guys must be really sick of all the entrys I'm totally not filling up your friends page with. You should probably put me on a filter or something.

Just a quick post to say that yay, last weekend with natural20 was a fantastic weekend, and that I haven't been back to the doc's yet to see what they found in my blood, but I'm less convinced now that its a massive disorder. I may, however, have to start looking very seriously at my sleep patterns. Not getting to bed before 1 am more often than not is an issue.

Also, had a lovely time with mouflonmatt yesterday as well; we watched the new Futurama movie, which was a hoot, as well as a whole episode of Everybody Loves Hypnotoad! Laughs is good.

Okay, off to be late for work now, see you later.

Surprised no-one else has posted this one - go check out the D&D Section of WotC's site - its a preview of 4th Edition! Honest! ALso, be sure to check out the preview of the 4th edition character sheet, and the errata for 3rd ed - just in time, methinks.

Also, Blizzard announces a New class and a new console game for WoW!

Interesting how mythological histories tend to start off huge and sweeping and epic, and eventually end up scrabbling around in the details - especially when they're the background of a game. The history of Warcraft - or Azeroth, I should say, is just like that. Big and grand and epic... then turns into a plot-of-the-week, favourite NPC recyclotron. It has to really, because its derived from a computer game, but it gets a bit odd when it kind of says "Hey, a huge apocalypse nearly happened! But then we wrote a novel, so it was resolved by just 3 people". Or later on "So there was a huge war - but it had like, 5 plot twists!" because it was from a game.

Still, this does give the read history a great deal of granularity, and the recent events are very well documented. Lots to draw on and comment on when getting into the intense roleplaying angle. Now I have to chose whether I want to be part of that intense roleplaying, or more for the gamey aspect.

Also, disappointingly, no major characters called Trixibelle I could have been named after.