I'm looking forward to taking a bin bag to this house far too much. I just hope that the majority of the STUFF can be binned, and doesn't need keeping 'just in case'.

I kept feeling that achey tingle at the back of my neck and in my shoulders on the way home from uni (work!), and then the thunder would rumble and it would dissipate. Was so certain that I was going to get hit by lightning. Gah.

And I had to go the long way around the crossings (i.e. along to the Black Bull and cross and come back, rather than cross by Tang Hall Lane and go in a straight line) because there was a kid with a pink balloon. I thought I was okay with it when I was stood waiting for the light to change, but then he nearly dropped in the traffic. His mum caught hold of it, but I was out of there.

I took books out of the library for the first time of my degree. And for work, rather than my course. ^_^

I can't wait for the ShatLeg event. I keep daydreaming about what's going to happen. I keep having 'Oh, it would be awesome if-' moments, and 'Oh, I wonder if-' moments.

And I want to write fic about Team SneakyBastard.

I mean, really. There's so much potential with what's happened and what's going on that... well, I want to write stuff. Maybe I'll make a refs-only filter and actually do it, if I get a chance. But then I might give them ideas. Hmm.

So, I have two resit exams. According to the Exams Office website, resit week is from (Monday) the 17th of August to (Friday) the 21st of August. This means that I can work for 6 weeks post-exams and pre-moving out. Therefore, two or more weeks of work from tomorrow will cover my placement. (I'm thinking three - that way if I get ill later on/need to recover from the exams hard, I can take another week out)

It's far too tempting to think 'hey, defer working for another week so that you aren't working on the Friday before EOS, but that's naughty. Unless I start preparing my revision this week. Hmm. There is the argument that I'll get distracted once my life isn't structured... No. Gah. Steve's parents are coming up this weekend to take most of his stuff home, and I might be able to poach moving help. Also, I need to pick up my new keys on the 11th.

So, no EOS for me. I'll go to the last event. Yes.

But anyway, the Shatleg event is safe from exams. Renewal isn't (at least not from Monday ones). Also, I should email my supervisor and say when I want to work. Right.

There is no LARP today.

*is sad*

ETA: But there is a weapons practise! Now!

Bunny's game last night was awesome. Playing a character for whom smacking someone with a sword is a perfectly reasonable response to being annoyed, and of course, the immortal:
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Anybody out there looking for housemates for next year in York? I'll be on sofas from 1st of Oct. I know one of you might be looking in Leeds, but not sure if train fares make that feasible.

Epic, epic, epic. Nearly Twelve hours of LARP. I ache so much all over, but oh gods, was it worth it? Hell yeah.

First there was monstering, and it was just like any other Sunday - with some extra epic with what was happening.

Then our mission happening! And FIGHTING ACROSS TWO FIELDS AND THE STRAY against angry farmers and dragonkin. And then Conock's forces appearing and the rest of the party going 'yay!' and me going 'who?' and Taivus going 'Wait don't kill me I'm on your side!' And me getting bopped on the head repeatedly by the people in the party with two-handed weapons and then falling over.

And at the end, even more epic with the mass buffs and getting grouped together with two people who kept running off to opposite sides of the camp and then one of them falling over in the long weeds (I don't think there were nettles. There were thistles, but my legs would have noticed nettles if I'd walked through them - or tried to grapple Jeff through them).

Also, yay holding off one of the monsters by myself while everyone else was off around the other side of the tower (I think) getting buffed. We just kind of looked at each other, snarled, he charged and then backed off when I started hurting him more than he was hurting me. ^_^ And then people with weapons and such came up on both sides and took over, which Claw was annoyed about because she'd actually been enjoying that in a 'See! I am a proper beastkin even if I do live with humans!' kind of way.

Gah. My plot-item got broken at an end of combat when me, Feodor and Orius all had our toughness spells expire at the same time, while standing in more-or-less the same place, and fell in more-or-less the same direction. Orius fell on Feodor, who fell on me, and I fell on the cup. No wonder that hurt so much. The stem fell completely apart as I was running after Jeff, and then I spent ages looking for the bits. T'was very sad. Shall have to try and get it fixed with wood glue and tape OOC, and magecraft IC.

T'was also funny to have someone run up to me and try to bandage my chest after one of the monsters exploded and set me dying. And then someone else heal me for only one point of damage everywhere and wonder why I didn't get up. I said enough words that they were sure I wasn't actually dying, but then I had to use auramancy to let me ignore the horrific wounds enough to move and then fight more.

The deposit for the house is in, along with the tenancy agreement, and I've had it explained why I got picked - between me and a postgrad who wants the room directly after I do, there's the longest continuous timespan of the room being occupied. Also, I emailed first. So.

Yay for seeing people that I haven't seen in ages, randomly in shops!

LARP on Sunday will be... hectic. So many missions! I am presuming that snacks will be required. And lots of extra water.

Yay having someone add me as a friend on facebook, then poaching their friends for people I know. *waves to Kerry*

...

I need to email B about the state of my work. I need to do my work. I need to eat. I'll need to clean house and pack.

...

FEED YOURSELF, DAMNIT. Stop being such a wretch. Stupid self.

Also, apparently I'm 'too dependent' because I don't want to have to do all the housework myself, like company when I'm cooking for both of us, don't like walking alone in the dark, and prefer to have someone/an advocate with me when organising anything important.

A discussion of this post about what men could be doing to reduce rape culture ended up with the guy I was talking to changing his facebook status to 'Hey guys! Stop raping people! Seriously! NOT COOL!'

...based on the assertion that the kind of guy who is likely to be a problem is also the kind of guy that is more likely to listen to another guy (as opposed to woman) telling them off about it.

PS. Awesome post, lots of stories in the comments.

And now that I've talked to my dad again, I'm on more of a budget than I thought I was. Basically, unless I can find somewhere really cheap for one person (that isn't manky) or Steve gets a job soon, I'll be in halls next year.

Also, tumble dryers. I mean, I just want a sizable kitchen, either a tumble dryer or an extra room for clothes-drying, room for a dining-room table, and a shower-over-bath. I've stopped caring about price. (I'm also resigning myself to the fact that Steve isn't going to find a job and be able to stay, but shhh.)

I need somewhere to live. Also, please to be answering emails, letting agents.


And the aggregation lettings sites really, really suck, even if they are the only ones which will filter by distance from physics.

Everyone likes boys.*

Hee.

*The character making this assertion is a manwhore who, so far, has tried to seduce all but one of the males in the cast.

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Please don't remind me how fail I am. I might cry.

As in, Steve's going up to visit his parents over the next couple-a days, and half an hour before getting picked up, invites me along. So. Um. Yeah.

See those of y'all that I see on Saturday or Sunday, then. ^_^

It just was. And I was right! And Maya was backwards. And that was utterly brilliant!


...I may elaborate further after Wednesday.

I really, really hate when my housemates make rape jokes. Like, really hate it. I called her out ('Please stop reinforcing rape culture at me'), got called crazy and informed by the one who made the 'joke' that she 'cares about feminism' (though apparently not about a person's right to bodily autonomy) before she flounced off.

Does anyone else find stuff like this massively triggering?

LARP was made of awesome and win yesterday. Yay, beastkin plot*! And then the Jackal screwing up the sneak attack on the leader by Hitting. The. Wrong. One. Gah. (Sorry Toph) The Wolfkin (all three of us, hee) pwned, and Raze was just stood there dispensing awesome and leadership.

...Hey, does this count under the other tribes sending people to do stuff under Rat leadership? I think it does. And Narl and Dana thought they'd all die. Ha!



*By 'plot' here, as everywhere, I mean 'stuff which is interesting and confusing and causes working through stuff and character development'.

Okay, not as fixed as I thought. The General Office sent me an email saying that I should hand in the work which isn't done as soon as possible, and instead of sending an email back to tell them about the extension, I close the window and start panicking. Um.