Last night I played in my second LARP this week. It was the second time I played RotY. It was my second time playing a hysterical druggie. It was the second time I managed actual real tears in a LARP. I think it might've been the second tiem I killed myself... It was almost the first time I would've DMed, but they needed someone to play.
It was lots of fun.
I was then [after my late night] up very early this morning, though I gather it took Button quite a while to get me to wake up. I headed over to the museum because I had to go sign a contract. I have moved up from being a volunteer to being an employee. How exciting!
And now I seem to have run out of things to say. This is rather sad as I was looking forward to having a nice long post today ranting about perceptions. But I'm not in the mood this morning. I'm going to do some marking [I really enjoy marking], but in order to do that, I need some coke. And quite possibly something a little stronger because these people don't know what they're taking about half the time!
In other news, the evil-red-thing has been replaced by happy whiteness!