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My D&D campaign finally came to a close with a rather climactic finish, which, sadly, left most players dead and one player sacrificed for the greater good. I got many compliments from my players for the campaign and the way it finished, and I think it’s the best and most consistently solid game I’ve ever run so far. Thinking back, it was quite a ride. :)

Next week, Dennis is going to be picking up his game again, and I’m thoroughly looking forward to it. I expect that I’ll be reading up on a bunch of useless things to add some spice and flavour to my character once the gaming starts.

Positive:

• Feel good about helping my brother yesterday.
• Have tomorrow off, which reinvigorates.
• Have candy.
• Have new headphones.

Negative:

• Hard time waking up.
• Massive building headache.
• Disappointing people.
• Deadline pressure at work.

It looks like it’s a toss up between the possitive and the negative, but it certainly doesn’t feel that way. I guess what I should really do is weigh each one in a calculation of some sort. P2 weighs pretty heavily, P3 and P4 a little less so. N1 is relatively petty, while N2 and N3 are huge! Yeah, I think I have to come to the conclusion that my morning isn’t so great.

Today my mother is getting the results from the bone-scan they did recently. After she was done with the radiology she got tremendous pains in her chest and right shoulder. She thought they were the result of the rather uncomfortable position she was required to stay in each time she had a radiological session, but the doctor thought it would be prudent to do a bonescan to make sure the cancer hadn’t spread to her blood and bones. Yesterday the pain was so bad she couldn’t sit still, trying to find relief of the pain. My mother’s hardcore and I don’t think I know anyone with a paintolerance as high as hers, and she was pacing the room crying, despite the painkillers, so I can’t even imagine how bad it must be for her. Hopefully its not cancer, but something a little more mundane and treatable through fysiotherapy.

So yeah, I shouldn’t complain about my morning. It’s just that when overall things are kind of shitty, the little things start to really nag at me.

My friend Marco was just subjected to fatherhood. She’s a healthy baby-girl who goes by the name Holland. Both mother and child are doing well, I’m just not entirely sure it sank in with the father. I think I’m going to plan a trip to see him soon(ish), and I’ll be bringing him some application papers for the Foreign Legion. :)

I just did the Facebook IQ test. It’s thirty questions (suspect) and you get 15 minutes to complete all the questions. I got distracted by work for a few minutes, so it took me 13 minutes or so. I had all the questions correct, and I only got a 146! I’m so disappointed that I might have to take the test again.

I just brained 3 nuns with a notebook that’s running Ubuntu. Lowest power usage I’ve seen in a nun-beater yet.