Saturday 23 April 2005

Pic of the day: Proof that I was actually outdoors today.

Going slightly too far

The packet from amazon.co.uk did not arrive, but I still walked to the shop (where the post office also is), bought groceries, and walked back. When I came near home, I noticed that my right foot was hurting. It continued through the day. I don't think there is a splinter, but the pain is superficial, not in the bones. I've decided to not stress it more than necessary for now. Of course this means that when the box comes on Monday, I won't be able to go and fetch it. (Buses go very rarely that way.)

The package I refer to is Season 3 of Smallville, which I ordered on Monday. They are pretty fast, shipped it same day as I ordered, but I guess unless you pay for premium freight a week is the best you can hope for.

It's not like I actually have time to watch all those episodes, but I would somehow have made time. Probably sitting up all night. This is an even worse idea when you have work to do the next day. Depending on my foot, perhaps I won't fetch the CDs until next Friday. I don't think I'm going to wait until I get the CD from Neowing/cdJapan too, it usually takes longer (around half the globe after all). But I am getting ahead of myself. See tomorrow's entry, if any.

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Normally I would spend at least some of that time playing City of Heroes instead. But there is a small thing that makes it slide a bit on my priority list. You see, as I told yesterday, my tanker is always duoing with a defender. This is kinda addictive, what with getting extra superpowers for free and healing when needed. It turns out I am not the only one to think so.

I don't remember exactly how we came to team with this other tanker in the first place, but for days now he has totally adopted us. The problem: He is mature, competent, polite and always friendly. There is simply no excuse to ditch him. Small hints have no effect at all. And you just can't tell a guy who keeps praising you, "You're the third wheel on the bike." So today he gets a day for himself. If I'm lucky, he levels up so much that hanging out with lowbies is beneath him. (This is not actually going to work, but I don't know that on Saturday.)

One good thing though. Seeing how hard it is to get rid of a nice guy has given me a deeper understanding of women's reality. I understand they have this problem a lot. Possibly even with me at some times in the past, although that may be going too far.