Sunday 29 August 1999

Screenshot
Pic of the day: Fighting the sudden bout of sunflower phobia, I gripped my magic dagger harder and roared out my challenge. "Come and take me if you dare, you mindless staring eyes you!"
(Screenshot: Daggerfall, roleplaying game from Bethesda Softworks. Text: My sick and twisted fantasy.)

My Daggerfall site on dvMUD.net was down again. As promised, I have now moved it to Crosswinds.net. They may be slow, but they are usually online. Oh, and I played a lot of Daggerfall today. I seem to have grown used to the new computer and the LCD screen, and it is no longer a problem to play on it.

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Weekends are so great! It is like being a child again. And a small one, at that. Have I told y'all how the spring when I was six, and should start school in the autumn ... I walked in the thawing snow, looking at the dark droplets of water running under the ice, the ice that covered the stones just outside our house ... And I thought that this was the last spring I was free. Come fall, I would start school, and from then on I would work for the rest of my life. Ironically this was the first time I was old enough to understand and cherish that freedom.

And now, when I have a couple days off from work, I am so off from it. I play games. I walk in the sun. I play songs by Leonard Cohen. I read other people's diaries. I cook my own mixed pasta without meat but with lots of cheese and herbal seasoning. (It is not quite as good as the macaroni pan that my mother used to make, but it's still so good that I will over-eat if I make more than just enough. Forget putting anything in the fridge, not to mention freezer.) The only thing I would miss about not working is the money. Well, almost the only thing.

Sleeping almost to ten, I woke from a rather bland and short dream. There had been other dreams before it, but they faded. In this short glimpse, I was on a hotel in Oslo. I and Ageless Girl were getting up, and we were very carefully not looking at each other as we dressed. That is, I was very carefully not looking, so I couldn't actually see that she wasn't looking; but I knew her well enough to know it anyway.

Luckily, in real life our employer isn't that cheap.


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