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-->Sims 4? Check -- Chell, Wheatley, and Geeker didn't get to attend Geekcon, but I did send them to Skye Fitness in San Myshuno to get them out of the house. Everybody had a good work out, enjoyed some Asian cuisine (SimJapanese, I believe), and tried out a bubble blower. All on top of a skyscraper, which was pretty cool. :D So that was nice.
-->Active evening RP? Check -- doing that right now. Only got a few threads going, but hey, at least that means I'm not super stressed out about it.
-->Getting back to "Fixing You" with my writing? Half-check -- I didn't get to the actual "Fixing You," but I did write some on the side story "First Time." So same general universe; deserves a half-check.
-->Watched Helloween's S.T.A.L.K.E.R. Call of Pripyat sets?
Well, I could have if my parents hadn't been fighting about their damn bed frame. What happened was, their current bed frame happens to have wheels. This wasn't a problem at the old house, where their bedroom was carpeted. In the new one, though, we have hardwood floors, and unlike me, they don't have a rug. So they've been sliding around a bit when getting into bed -- and one of the wheels is broken, and Mom wanted to keep it from scratching up the floor too badly. The original idea was to find regular old legs to replace the wheels with, but they couldn't get that, so they came home with a new bedframe instead. Except that apparently their bed didn't fit on it, then there was a big thing about not being able to find the old broken wheel, and Dad was swearing all over the place and it was just -- stressful. I tried to stay out of it, but I eventually got pressed into service holding up the bed while they reassembled the old frame, and it's just. . . That stress leaked over to me, and even after it was over and things had calmed down, I didn't want to start watching anything because I thought dinner was forthcoming.
We didn't eat until about 8:15. Now, granted, we had a late lunch, so I wasn't starving or anything, but I admit, I'm a little cheesed off. It's mostly my own stupid fault for just not watching them, but. . .I don't like starting things if I think I'm going to be interrupted in the middle, and. . .well, it's hard to enjoy anything when you're stressed out. As proved by tonight's MST3K, which I might have found more enjoyable if I hadn't been so teed-off at the world in general at the time. *sigh* Though I still think the skits between movie segments aren't quite hitting the mark. (Though, honestly, looking at some of the older skits now, they weren't that great either. . .)
Anyway. Gonna do my best to get through all the Helloween tomorrow -- at least there's only two Pripyat set,s plus one Illusion of Gaia. Got driving tomorrow too, and Bioshock if I plan right. . .but for right now, I gotta get back to my RPing. Night all!
-->Active evening RP? Check -- doing that right now. Only got a few threads going, but hey, at least that means I'm not super stressed out about it.
-->Getting back to "Fixing You" with my writing? Half-check -- I didn't get to the actual "Fixing You," but I did write some on the side story "First Time." So same general universe; deserves a half-check.
-->Watched Helloween's S.T.A.L.K.E.R. Call of Pripyat sets?
Well, I could have if my parents hadn't been fighting about their damn bed frame. What happened was, their current bed frame happens to have wheels. This wasn't a problem at the old house, where their bedroom was carpeted. In the new one, though, we have hardwood floors, and unlike me, they don't have a rug. So they've been sliding around a bit when getting into bed -- and one of the wheels is broken, and Mom wanted to keep it from scratching up the floor too badly. The original idea was to find regular old legs to replace the wheels with, but they couldn't get that, so they came home with a new bedframe instead. Except that apparently their bed didn't fit on it, then there was a big thing about not being able to find the old broken wheel, and Dad was swearing all over the place and it was just -- stressful. I tried to stay out of it, but I eventually got pressed into service holding up the bed while they reassembled the old frame, and it's just. . . That stress leaked over to me, and even after it was over and things had calmed down, I didn't want to start watching anything because I thought dinner was forthcoming.
We didn't eat until about 8:15. Now, granted, we had a late lunch, so I wasn't starving or anything, but I admit, I'm a little cheesed off. It's mostly my own stupid fault for just not watching them, but. . .I don't like starting things if I think I'm going to be interrupted in the middle, and. . .well, it's hard to enjoy anything when you're stressed out. As proved by tonight's MST3K, which I might have found more enjoyable if I hadn't been so teed-off at the world in general at the time. *sigh* Though I still think the skits between movie segments aren't quite hitting the mark. (Though, honestly, looking at some of the older skits now, they weren't that great either. . .)
Anyway. Gonna do my best to get through all the Helloween tomorrow -- at least there's only two Pripyat set,s plus one Illusion of Gaia. Got driving tomorrow too, and Bioshock if I plan right. . .but for right now, I gotta get back to my RPing. Night all!
